***DISCONTINUED*** HIS DOLL (A TATTED MOB BOSS!LEE BODECKER SERIES)

2. LATE NIGHTS AND PICK UP LINES (18+)

"Hey pretty mama, you come here often?"

You turned, eyeing the man who had the audacity to come up to speak to you. He was a far cry from your handsome Lee, with his stringy blonde hair, dull green eyes, and lean frame. He certainly wasn't the kind of man that could handle you. You cocked a brow, wondering what about you made it seem like you were the kind of woman he could just approach.

"What do you want?" you asked.

"Woah, woah, woah, mamacita, no need to come in with all this hostility," he said, raising his hands and taking a step back as though you were some wild animal that had broken loose from its cage. "Just wanted to see if you wanted any company."

"Not from the likes of you." You took a sip of your beer. "Got all I need just one phone call away."

"Well, if he's all you need, then why're you out here without him?"

"Bold of you to assume it's a him," you said. "And not that it should matter anyways. A gal can come to a bar just to have a drink if she wants to."

You couldn't stop the snarl from curling across your face as he had the audacity, the fucking balls, to reach out and rest his hand on your thigh. He leaned in close, his breath smelling like cheap cigarettes, saying, "I bet I could show you a better time."

You picked up his hand by one finger, lifting it and dropping it once it was away from your leg. "Yeah? You and your micropenis? Bet I couldn't even feel the tic tac you're packin', and I ain't in the mood to be fakin' any orgasms tonight." You waved for the bartender to come over so you could pay your tab. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I got a real dick I need to ride."

Once you'd paid your tab, you hopped off the bar stool and started to walk out, swaying your hips as you walked. Sure, you weren't interested in him, but you wanted to show off that you were a hot piece of ass that he'd never have the privilege of enjoying. When you got outside of the bar, you pulled your phone out of your pocket, clicking on the fist number in your recent call list.

"Hey sugar bear," you said, "I'm outside Jimmy's bar and needa ride home. Mind pickin' me up?"

"On my way, doll."

Lee pulled up to where you stood on the sidewalk just minutes later. You weren't entirely sure where he lived, but you knew it was far enough outside the city limits that it shouldn't have taken him that quick to reach you. Cute, he was in a rush to see you.

"Hope you weren't just standin' out there the entire time," Lee said as you slid into car. "Any ole creep coulda just snatched you up."

"More creeps were in the bar than out here, sugar bear," you said, pulling the seat belt around your body and clicking it together with the buckle.

His grip on the steering wheel tightened. "Yeah? Do I needa go in there and teach someone a lesson they ain't gonna forget?"

"Nah, already emasculated the poor sucker. Besides," you said, reaching over and squeezing his thigh, "I'd rather you take me home and treat me like a goddamn princess."

You didn't need to tell him twice. If you thought he'd speeded when he was coming to pick you up, he was definitely breaking more than a few traffic laws to reach your apartment. He practically carried you out of the car when he slid into a parking space, growling lowly when you ran into the building and up the stairs. He was hot on your heels—either he was faster than he looked, or you drank just a smidge too much to run as fast as you usually could. When you both were finally in the apartment, he grabbed you by the waist and hoisted you over his shoulder, carrying you off into your bedroom.

"Fuckin' tease," he growled as he tossed you on the bed, you bouncing slightly as you hit the mattress. "Think you can fuckin' run from me when you say I can have that sweet pussy of yours?"

"Didn't say you could have my pussy." You smirked as he grabbed at your ankles, pulling your legs apart. Oh, you were so glad you'd worn a pretty little dress, one that you knew could drive him up the goddamn wall. "Was thinkin' you fix me dinner actually, and maybe put on a movie—"

"Only thing that's gettin' eaten is my fuckin' dessert," he said, crawling up your body, his hands resting on your hips. "Now, you gonna be a good girl and let me eat in peace or are you gonna needa be punished?"

"Show me what ya got, sheriff," you said, lifting your body so you could pull your dress up and over yourself.

His large hands grabbed at your lacy white panties, practically ripping them from your body. A loud moan fell past his lips as he took in your glistening cunt, head immediately dropping down to mouth at it. "Fuuuck," he groaned, his nose brushing against your clit as he buried his face between your legs.

Two of his fingers collected your slick before slowly pushing in. Your hips bucked up as you gasped, but Lee was quick to use his free hand to push you back down.

"Shh, doll, let your sheriff take care of ya."

As his finger pushed in and out, curling in all the right places, Lee's lips attached to your clit, giving it a much harsher suck than you were expecting.

"Shit, Lee, keep doin' that," you cried out, your hand flying down to his head to push him impossibly closer.

"Yeah, you like that, don'tcha?" he chuckled. "My doll likes it when I play with her kitty? 'Cause I swear to god, I could spend every fuckin' minute down here and never get bored."

You could already feel yourself teetering over the edge as he lapped at the juices that were starting to trickle out, a third finger pushing its way inside of you. Moaning, you couldn't stop yourself from wrapping your legs around Lee's broad shoulders, holding him in place. As if he would've wanted to leave his favorite place anyways.

"Fuck, I think I'm gonna come!"

He pulled away long enough to whisper, "Go ahead, doll, come for me. Ya fuckin' earned it."

Pleasure soon overwhelmed you as you toppled over that edge, letting out a near inhuman shriek as you came. As the aftershocks rocked your body, you slowly released your hold on Lee, letting him crawl further up your body and press a bruising kiss to your lips.

"Such a perfect fuckin' girl," he said, his nose nuzzling against yours. "Can't wait to get ya in my big ole bed, take ya apart piece by fuckin' piece."

"Then why wait?" you asked, kissing along his jaw. "Take me. I'm all yours."

"Gotta a nice plan for how I want things to go, doll," he said. "Wanna make it a night you ain't ever gonna forget."

"That a promise?"

"Damn right it is. Now, rest, doll, so I can get back to eatin' my dessert, yeah?"