Sarah Castille is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Redemption Series, Sinner’s Tribe Motorcycle Club series, Legal Heat series, Ruin & Revenge series, and the Club Excelsior series. A recovering lawyer with a fondness for dirty-talking alpha males, she now is a full-time writer, who lives on Vancouver Island.
It’s almost New Year’s Eve! Time to pack away the Christmas sweater and slip into something a little more naughty to party the night away. And to get you in the mood, I have a deleted scene from my new mafia romance, Nico, tweaked for Ramblings From this Chick’s naughty New Year event!
Nico is one of the top mafia bosses in Las Vegas. He fell hard and fast for punk rock hacker, Mia. She wasn’t the Mafia princess he expected her to be. Mia is brave, stubborn, sassy and she knows what she wants—whether it’s a deliciously dangerous mob boss on his knees, or a New Year’s Eve to remember.
Sarah Castille xx
“I thought you weren’t coming. It’s almost midnight.”
Mia’s gaze slid over Nico, now standing in front of her table at La Copa restaurant, a mob favorite for New Year’s Eve celebrations. As always, he was impeccably dressed. From his tailored suit, to his perfectly knotted burgundy tie, and from his crisp white fitted shirt to his neatly cropped dark hair. Only the five o’clock stubble on his chiseled jaw, and the faintest hint of a tattoo above his collar hinted at the danger that lay beneath the veneer of civility he presented to the world.
A veneer he didn’t need in a mob-owned, mob-run, mob-filled restaurant. It was New Year’s Eve and the Toscani crew had shut down the restaurant for the party.
“Coming is never a problem when I’m with you.” Nico settled in the booth beside Mia and without a word of warning, he placed a possessive hand on her leg under the table.
“Why the fuck are you wearing that dress?”
Mia traced a finger along the top of her silver king brocade corset dress, her hand warm on the crescents of her breasts. “I’m doing steam punk for New Year’s Eve. I’ve got a matching garter belt under my skirt. I assume from the way you’re salivating, you like it.”
“Jesus Christ.” He looked around the packed restaurant where the party was in full swing. “Every wise guy in the place is looking at you.”
“But they wouldn’t dare touch me.” She leaned over and nuzzled his neck, soothing her savage beast. “Because I’m the boss’s wife.”
“My wife.” He gave a satisfied rumble and stroked a thick finger over her bare skin beneath the hem of her dress. For a moment she thought the movement inadvertent, but when his fingers inched higher she knew he was checking out the garters for himself. Her mob boss loved her in lingerie.
“New Year’s Eve present,” she whispered.
“For you or for me?”
Mia laughed. “I’m sure once you see it, I’ll be the one getting a present.”
He licked his lips. “A big present.”
His fingers slid higher, pushing up the hem of her dress under the table. “The biggest fucking New Year’s Eve present you ever had.”
She lifted an eyebrow. “Do you really want to play the comparison game?”
Nico’s hand froze and his jaw tightened. “There is no comparison. You’re mine. That means there is no one else.”
“No one but my sexy mob boss.”
The waiter arrived to take their order and Mia covered his hand with hers, meaning to draw it away. But once Nico had his mind fixed on something—especially sex—there was no distracting him. Even as he was telling the waiter to bring them whatever was ready in the kitchen, his hand was inching up her leg, pushing her skirt indecently high.
“That’s all.” He dismissed the waiter and his fingers travelled along the lacey edge of her stocking, following one of the little garter straps higher and higher…
“I thought we had a discussion about you asking what I wanted instead of ordering for me.” She clamped her hand over his wrist. “You didn’t even look at me this time to see what I thought about you just ordering random things from the kitchen.”
“I know what you think.”
Mia snorted a laugh. “What do I think?”
“You think you want my fingers in your pussy.”
“I’m beginning to wonder why I married you,” she huffed.
He leaned in, brushed his lips over her ear. “Because I know all your favorite dishes and I called ahead to make sure they were ready when we arrived.”
“Oh.” Her cheeks flushed. “Well…that was very…thoughtful. And sweet.”
“I’m not sweet, bella.”
“What are you?” She loosened her grip on his wrist and his finger brushed the edge of her panties.
She glanced down and bit her lip at the very obvious bulge beneath the fine fabric of his dress pants. “I think you might be oversexed,” she muttered, half to herself. “It’s not like we didn’t have sex three times last night and twice this morning. And, in case you have forgotten, we’re in the middle of a New Year’s Eve party in a restaurant chock full of your fellow mobsters.”
“I haven’t forgotten anything.” With his free hand he fisted her hair, tugging her head back to expose her throat to the heated slide of her lips. “I take what I want, when I want it.”
“Not one of your most endearing traits when it means I get to spend New Year’s Eve with your hand up my skirt.” She shook his hand away, freeing her hair.
“Don’t pretend you don’t enjoy it.” His eyes sparkled, amused. “I see it in the way you watch me. I see it in the way your breath hitches when I’m near, how your skin flushes, how wet you are for me.” Taking advantage of her distraction he pushed aside her panties and slid a finger through her soaked folds.
“Bastard.” She bit back a groan.
“Your bastard.” He pushed his finger deeper and Mia clenched the table, acutely aware of the busy restaurant, all the friends who were waiting to talk to him, the imminent arrival of their food…
“Maybe my bastard would like to get his New Year’s Eve present somewhere else. How about the back office? Or the restroom? We’ve had experience in both those places. I’d even be happy in your car—“ She glanced up. Saw Luca and Frankie headed their way, and the waiter with their antipasto not far behind. “Or how about the alley?”
He followed her gaze to the oncoming invasion, and withdrew his finger, wiping her wetness along her inner thigh. “Come.”
“I was trying.”
Nico laughed and led her from the table to the back hallway, and then out into the alley behind the restaurant. The night air was warm and the alley was filled with the rich scent of tomato sauce and the smell of fresh bread.
Before he could protest, she pushed him against the wall and reached for his belt. “My turn.”
Nico frowned. “You didn’t come.”
“Mob bosses first.” She dropped to her knees, and made quick work of freeing his cock from its restraint.
“You look beautiful down there.” Nico threaded his hand through her hair, tugged her forward. “Open for me, bella. I’ve been craving your mouth since this morning.”
Mia wrapped her hand around his hard, thick shaft. “How safe are we out here? Do I have to worry about someone interrupting us?”
Nico reached for the gun holstered across his chest. “No.”
“Of course not.” She flicked her tongue over the crown of his cock. “Never interrupt a wise guy when he’s getting a little action.”
“A lot of action.” Nico rocked his hips, pressing the head against her parted lips.
Mia pumped his shaft with one hand and teased him with long licks and little kisses. Nico groaned and his hand tightened in her hair.
“Suck me, bella. Don’t play.”
She took him in her mouth as deep as she could. He fisted her hair, holding her still as he rocked his hips, pumping into her mouth.
He was so big. So powerful. The muscles in his thighs bunched with every stroke. And yet the hand in her hair was as gentle as it was firm, his cock pushing deep but not so deep she gagged. After six months, he knew exactly how far he could go.
“Fuck. You’re so fucking sexy. But I want to be inside you when the New Year hits.”
He withdrew and helped her stand. “I want to be part of you. As close as we can be. I want to hear you to be screaming my name when everyone cheers.”
“We don’t have time,” she protested.
“I promised you a big New Year’s Eve present, and I never go back on my word.” His hands slid under her ass and he lifted her against him. Mia wrapped her legs around his hips and he turned, bracing her against the wall.
“God, I want you so bad.” She angled her hips until the head of his cock pressed against her entrance, but when she moved to take him inside, he tightened his arms, holding her still.
“What time is it?”
She curled one arm around his neck, and checked her watch. “One minute.” A smile tugged at her lips. “Can you do it?”
“Bella.” He shook his head. Sighed. “Please.” Within a heartbeat, he was inside her. They both inhaled sharply as he pushed deep, stretching her, satisfying the hunger she’d had since he’d first appeared at her table.
“More.” She clenched her inner muscles around him and he growled, withdrawing quickly and slamming her down over his cock. She tipped her head back, resting it on the wall, as he hammered into her hard and fast. His fierce grip, and his wild thrusts inflamed her and she bucked against him desperate for release.
“My sexy sexy wife.” He slipped his free hand between them and pinched her clit.
A violent pleasure tore through her body, and she screamed his name as a cheer and cries of ‘Happy New Year’ spilled out into the alley. He groaned into her ear thrusting wildly into her, drawing out her orgasm. His cock thickened inside her, and he climaxed with a low, guttural groan.
He pulled her close, brushed a soft kiss over her lips. She could feel his heart thudding against her chest, hear the rasp of his breath that told her she wasn’t the only one who had been swept away.
“Happy New Year, bella.”
“Happy New Year, Mr. Mob Boss.” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I think I’m going to enjoy being a mob boss wife if it means dirty sex in naughty places.”
A slow, sensual smile spread across Nico’s face. “You’re going to love it, tesora mia. Guaranteed.”
I hope you enjoyed this NYE scene with Nico and Mia! If you are interested in more of my sexy alpha males, you can check them out on my website at www.sarahcastille.com.
Happy New Year, and thanks to Ramblings From This Chick for hosting this fabulous event!
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