Anton (Book 2): Esposito Family Mafia, #2

By Zoey Parker

This is book 2 of the Esposito Family Mafia series! Book 3 is available everywhere now!

I can't stop myself from taking her – the one woman I was never meant to touch.

My job – killing for the Esposito family – isn't just a business; it's my life.

And to do it properly, I learned long ago to lock my feelings away.

But Talia Esposito is doing something to me I was never prepared for.

She's making me lose control.

The mob boss's daughter has had everything she's ever wanted.

But I'm the man she NEEDS.

She needs to be broken down and built back up again.

And I'm chomping at the bit to do just that.

But if touching the girl means breaking the laws I live by...

And if getting her pregnant with my baby means setting our world on fire...

Then damn it all.

Let the laws break.

Let the world burn.

Nothing can stop me from making her MINE.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Oct 16, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393088394

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Anton: A Mafia Romance (Book 2)

By Zoey Parker

I can’t stop myself from taking her – the one woman I was never meant to touch.

MY JOB – KILLING FOR the Esposito family – isn’t just a business; it’s my life.

And to do it properly, I learned long ago to lock my feelings away.

But Talia Esposito is doing something to me I was never prepared for.

She’s making me lose control.

The mob boss’s daughter has had everything she’s ever wanted.

But I’m the man she NEEDS.

She needs to be broken down and built back up again.

And I’m chomping at the bit to do just that.

But if touching the girl means breaking the laws I live by...

And if getting her pregnant with my baby means setting our world on fire...

Then damn it all.

Let the laws break.

Let the world burn.

Nothing can stop me from making her MINE.

Chapter 1

Anton

She couldn’t take it anymore? I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t take the way I felt about her. How good she felt in my arms. The way my mind wouldn’t stop replaying every one of our interactions. I couldn’t take that we weren’t up in her apartment, tangled in blankets, and wrapped in one another.

Talia’s top lip was curled back, her eyes clearly shooting imaginary daggers at me, but still, I couldn’t ignore the warmth coming off of her, or the fact that her leg was brushing up against mine. I bent forward slightly until my eyes were level with hers, until our lips were a breath apart.

Maybe I will.

That, apparently, was more than Talia could handle. All at once, her arm was around my neck, clawing at my skin, and her leg was wrapped around my knee as if she wanted to knock me to the ground. I would have thought we were wrestling if her lips weren’t pressed to mine. She nibbled at my lower lip, taking it into her mouth and sucking. I groaned and wrapped my arms around her waist, curling her body into mine until there was no space between us.

Stumbling, I sidestepped into the alley until we were shrouded in the shadow of her building. I pressed her against the brick wall the way that I’d wanted to since the first time we kissed, grinding my hips against her. She broke away from the kiss to tip her head back, eyes closed, lips parted in a sigh.

Then, she was back to business. Talia trailed kisses up my jaw and then bit down on my earlobe hard enough that I yelped. She sucked it into her mouth, and my hands dug into her hips, trying to find something to ground myself into reality.

But there was no reality anymore. Only fantasy. Every dirty fantasy I’d had in the last week was playing out. My fingers trailed up the smooth plane of her stomach, wrapping around her sides to touch every rib. Her bra was twisted and off center because of the mad way we were clawing at one another, so my fingers inched along the swell of her breasts, moving further and further towards the center.

Her breathing was ragged and warm, and I wanted to go inside and finish this properly, but I also couldn’t break away. It was like we were in space, and she was my oxygen. I couldn’t stop, or I’d die.

Talia hooked her leg around my lower back, all the yoga she did paying off, and pulled me into her harder, circling her hips against me until I was in serious danger of losing the button on my jeans. I groaned, and my hand, too impatient to take things slow, shoved her bra completely to the side so I could palm her breasts.

She filled my hand, and I felt the pebble of her nipple against my skin. I pinched and pulled, and Talia seemed to respond to each of my movements with one of her own. Each pull received a soft thrust of her hips in return. Each pinch was a rolling motion. If things didn’t slow down soon, we were both going to end up shaking to a climax in the alley with all of our clothes on.

Which really, didn’t sound so bad.

Her hands pressed firmly against my back, sliding down my spine until her fingers dipped into the waist of my jeans. She followed my waistband around until her fingers were pressing against the front of me and sliding deeper. She was going to do it. She was going to take me in her hand, and I wasn’t going to stop her.

I sucked on her lower lip and swirled my tongue around her mouth and groaned, doing everything I could to beg her to do it. To beg her not to stop. I pinched her nipple, and she released a primal groan that let me know how ready she was. She wanted this.

And then, she was