I'll Do Anything (The Challenge Night Series Book 1)

by K. L Mann

  “Take your clothes off, little demon.” Luca smiles. He and Lorenzo are still holding me at gunpoint from a distance.

  I kick my shoes off slowly and then stop. “I forgot how to do the rest.” I shrug and slip my hand onto Gio’s thigh.

  “No sudden movements.” He whispers at me. “Strip. You have to listen, or you won’t get what you want.”

  Fine.

  I pull off everything except for my underwear. My nipples harden in the cold air and I feel little chills over my stomach.

  “No weapons.” Gio reports. “Pity.”

  “Too bad too.” I smile up at him. “I bet you’d hurt me more if I had one.” I can feel Luca and Lorenzo’s eyes burning through me, watching me.

  I slowly put my hand on Gio’s wrist and even more slowly I move his aim to my neck. He allows it but watches me closely. His gun is pushing into my skin and our eyes are locked. I slowly rise to the tips of my toes and lean my face into his. He doesn’t move in or move away.

  I push my lips into his and he pushes his back into me. He tastes like mint and orange as his tongue slips into my mouth. Our kiss is slow but so hot and passionate.

  Fuck what am I doing? Lorenzo is going to be pissed.

  I pull my lips away and cover my mouth. I look down at my feet and wait to be yelled at. The gun at my neck moves off of me and I look up.

  “Did you like that?” Lorenzo doesn’t seem angry; his eyes are hot on me.

  “Yes…” I rasp.

  “This.” He pauses and moves closer to me, Gio takes a step back, giving him room. “This is the first and last time you’ll get all of us. I mean it.”

  I nod. Lorenzo grabs the back of my neck and pulls my face up into his. Our lips fit together like a melody; his lips are so familiar to me now. I kiss him back eagerly until he lets me go.

  “Do I get to kiss him too?” I look at Luca.

  Lorenzo steps to the side and Luca sweeps me off my feet, picking me up and forcing my legs to wrap around him. His kiss is demanding and violent and it hurts my lips in the best way. When he pulls his mouth off of mine, he licks my lips and then sets me down.

  “I don’t know how to do this.” I admit, suddenly nervous.

  “We do.” Gio grins.

  I’m thrown over Luca’s shoulder and brought upstairs into my room. Luca doesn’t set me down, no, he throws me onto my bed. My back hits the mattress and I gasp. Three beautifully terrifying men are standing over me, looking at every inch of my bare skin. They're all dressed in black button downs with different degrees of rolled sleeves, black tapered slacks and black belts. Somehow the uniform never gets boring.

  They each unbutton and remove their shirts slowly, like it’s a show. They each pull off their belts and shoes, their pants remaining in place.

  They’re teasing me. I want them now, why are they being so slow?

  Luca and Lorenzo take one side of me, keeling on the bed near my face. Gio climbs in the middle and slaps my thighs open. I wince, it stings but in a good way.

  “You can hit harder than that.” I smirk at Gio.

  “I can bite even harder.” His mouth is on my thigh, squeezing it. I squirm and breathe frantically. I’m so ticklish and sensitive around my hips and thighs. His teeth sink into me and the tickle turns to a burn. I moan and tip my head back.

  I feel hands against my face and they pick my head back up. Lorenzo pushes my mouth open with his thumb and then forces his cock into it. It’s ridiculously swollen and too big to suck casually. I’m quietly gagging with every stroke he makes.

  I feel Gio’s lips on my panties and heat flares in my cheeks. He’s licking over them instead of taking them off of me. The texture and the pressure feel so fucking good. I’m moaning through the vicious thrusts Lorenzo is making in my mouth.

  Luca takes my hand and wraps it around his cock. I can’t see what I’m doing but I give it a playful squeeze and stroke it eagerly. I feel his hand touch my breasts softly, but then he squeezes a nipple between his fingers too hard. I squirm some more and gasp what little air I can take in. My brain is fluttering trying to keep up with all of the touches on my body.

  Gio moves my panties to the side and attacks my clit with his tongue. He shoves two fingers inside of my soaking wet sex and I jump back. I hear him laugh and then he starts thrusting them inside of me harder. His licks are relentless and I want to wrap my legs around his head but he’s holding me open.

  Lorenzo finally lets me breathe and pulls his cock from my mouth. I’m gasping and moaning all together when he grabs my chin to hold my mouth. Lorenzo lowers his face to mine and spits into my mouth.

  No fucking way.

  I swallow eagerly, my mouth was already so wet I didn’t taste anything. Before I can process what just happened, Luca’s hand pulls my hair. My mouth is pushed around his cock and I’m back to being starved of oxygen.

  I’m so close to coming but I’m so consumed by pleasuring Luca I almost forget. I’m swirling my tongue around him even though he’s controlling my pace. His hands are both in my hair pushing my mouth to work faster. Gio’s licks are magnificent and I’m falling over the edge. I feel my walls tighten and I let go. The most immense heat consumes my body and I close my eyes to bask in it.

  My hips grind into his tongue and I cry out, muffling moans around Luca’s cock. He grins as I do, like he knows exactly what happened. He knows I came and it’s so fucking hot that he does.

  “Get under her.” I hear Lorenzo order Gio.

  Luca lets me breathe while Gio picks me up and sets me back down, straddling him. I don’t even have a moment to think before his cock fills me up. I’m so high off of my orgasm it practically burns me when my clit touches his lower stomach.

  “Oh my god, you’re so deep Gio!” I manage to moan before my mouth is thrown back onto Luca’s length. I feel so good. I’m grinding and bouncing on Gio while enjoying the taste of Luca, until I feel hands on my ass.

  Lorenzo is behind me and I know what he’s thinking. I manage to pull my mouth off of Luca to protest. “Lorenzo I’ve never done that before, you can’t–”

  “I can do whatever I fucking want.” He smacks my ass with a force that should have made me scream. “You wanted pain…” I feel his tip at my tightest virgin hole, he’s going to fuck my ass, shit. “I’m giving it to you.” I feel a forcefulness I’ve never felt before.

  Lorenzo is all the way inside of my ass and I scream out in pain. I didn’t even think it was possible to just shove it in like that, but I was fucking wrong. It burns and feels so tender.

  “Fuck.” I growl and bite my lip.

  “Luca, shut her up.” Lorenzo groans and thrusts into me harder.

  Luca shoves my mouth open and fills the space with his cock again. Gio is playing with my tits, squeezing them and pinching me. Gio and Lorenzo’s paces line up and I’m gone. They are both brutally filling me in a way I never thought I wanted to experience. Lorenzo fucking my ass doesn’t hurt anymore, it feels euphoric.

  “She’s going to come; I can feel her walls begging my cock for it.” Gio groans.

  “Such a slutty little demon, taking three cocks so easily.” Luca teases and strokes my hair.

  “Come for us, love.” Lorenzo snacks my ass.

  Three more strokes push me to my breaking point. I’m coming so hard that my legs shake and I grind myself against them not wanting it to end.

  “God damn.” Luca spills his load into my mouth and I drink it down, still riding out my orgasm.

  Gio and Lorenzo’s pace picks up even faster. Gio squeezes both of my breasts and rasps “fuck.” I feel his cum shoot inside of me, filling me with hot stickiness.

  Two more violent strokes and Lorenzo comes too. He grunts as he does and slowly pulls himself out of me.

  I let my body fall on top of Gio and his cock slips out of me as well. I’m breathing heavily and I don’t want to move. I have to pee so badly but I totally want to stay laying where I am.

  “I’m not going to be a
ble to walk tomorrow.” I grumble into Gio’s chest. I hear each of them laugh.

  “I’m not going to be able to continue to breathe tomorrow if you don’t get off of me.” Gio says through tired breaths.

  I huff and roll off of him and the bed. I waddle strangely to my bathroom and lock the door behind me.

  After I freshen up, only Lorenzo is still in my room. I grab a pair of panties and a big t–shirt from my closet and put them on quickly.

  “Hi.” I don’t know what else to say.

  “Hi.”

  “I can’t believe you’re bringing my mom here.” I walk staggered steps to my bed. He’s sitting on the edge of it. I walk around him and lay down.

  “I didn't really have another option.”

  “What am I supposed to say to her? She’s going to be confused and angry and very suspicious about how suddenly I’m being remarried after I was widowed.”

  “I’m sure you’ll think of something. You’re great on the spot with Arianna and my mom.” Lorenzo shrugs.

  “Gee, thanks.” I sigh. “How many girls have you, Luca and Gio done that with before?” I can’t help myself from asking.

  “Like that? Just you.”

  “But you’ve done stuff together with other girls before?”

  I sound insecure and annoying. Blame the wine.

  “Don't ask questions you don’t want the answers to.” He warns.

  I frown. “Did I do well?”

  “You did.” Lorenzo stands up. His pants are on but the rest of him is bare.

  “Don't go.” I pout. “I hate it when you do that. You’re just across the hall, why can’t you sleep here?”

  “I told you, I don’t do the bed sharing thing.” Lorenzo sighs.

  “I don’t like sleeping alone.” I admit. “I don’t feel safe at night, I never have. I fell asleep so easily knowing you were next to me the one night you let me stay.”

  “You fell asleep easily because you had enough alcohol to kill a teenage boy.” He retorts.

  “Did you sleep badly next to me?”

  “No.” Lorenzo admits.

  I stand up on my bed, he’s at the edge of my mattress. I’m taller than him like this. He’s on the floor but I stay where I am, wrapping my arms around his neck and putting my lips softly on his. He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls my body against his. He breathes in through his nose and kisses me deeper. This is the slowest we’ve ever kissed.

  His tongue slips into my mouth and I swoon.

  “Stay, please.” I whisper through our kiss.

  “Katherine.” My name is a warning. I kiss him again despite it.

  “I don’t want to be alone. For tonight, please?”

  “Okay.”

  I make a high-pitched noise of excitement and wrap my legs around him, squeezing him harder than necessary. He lays me down and dims my lights nearly all the way until there is only a low yellow tone in the corner of my now dark room. Lorenzo climbs into the other side of my bed facing me. I pull myself into him and put my head on his chest, nuzzling in for comfort.

  “If I didn’t know you better, I’d say that you are starting to like me.”

  “Awh, come on!” I mumble into his warm muscular chest. “Why did you have to ruin it? This could have been a perfectly blissful moment until you implied that.” I laugh.

  “Oh yeah, you like me.” Lorenzo declares.

  “You can’t see it, but I’m rolling my eyes at you. Now let’s try to sleep because when you meet Sofia García as her daughter’s fiancé, you’re gonna need it. She may have been born Italian but that woman has been Mexican since she met my father. I’ve never even heard her speak anything but Spanish and English. You’re in for it when she gets here.” I warn.

  “Can’t wait.” Lorenzo kisses my forehead and I drift off to sleep happily.

  Chapter 16: Amá

  “Gustavo, please don’t.” I whimper, backing into the corner of our bedroom. “I’ll behave, I promise. I wasn’t trying to leave; I would never do that to you and Pedro.”

  Gus is furious, and terrifying me.

  “No? Your father is under the impression that I’m mean to you.” He growls. “Am I mean to you, Kitty?” He taunts, moving inches from me.

  “No!” I stammer, trying to think of a way out of this. “No, he’s just getting old. He has too many opinions. I told him I’m happy, I swear.” I’m not lying, I did tell him I’m happy. But Diego Garcia smells lies just as well as Gus does.

  “He’s waging a war for you Kitty Kat, clearly you’ve led him to believe you're unhappy. What should I do about this, hm?” He brushes a piece of hair behind my ear, pursing his lips. We’re to be married in a month and he wants to break up the marriage now… We can’t have that can we?”

  “I want to marry you.” I whimper through my lie. “He’ll back off, he has to.”

  “I could always put another baby in you, couldn’t I, mi amor?”

  Fear rushes over my body.

  Please God no.

  “We don’t need another baby.” I pull on my best poker face. “I love you; I’ll stand with you Gus. It’s us. It’s always been us. We can make it through anything.”

  His face flashes with lust, then suspicion eats it up.

  “You’ve always been good at so many things.” He hums. “But even you can’t lie to me, Kitty.” His hands shoot around me, caging me in against the wall. “So, I’ll offer you the only bargain I’m willing to make.”

  I can feel my legs shaking.

  “I don’t need an offer, I swear.” Tears fall from my eyes and hit my chest. “I’ll do whatever you want, forever. Te amaré para siempre y por siempre. Remember?”

  “Ojalá fuera cierto!” He groans. “But it isn’t. You don’t love me, Kitty. You love the figment of a man you used to know.”

  I can’t breathe.

  “So, here’s your one-time offer, mi amor.” He pauses, rubbing a finger down my throat. “Sign away your rights to my son, and leave. Don’t come back, because I promise I won’t hesitate to kill you if you do.”

  “Gus please.” More tears fall. “I don’t want to leave you.”

  “Yes, you do. You don’t want to leave Pedro.” He bites back. “So, you have two options. You can stay here, to be his mom; living in fear that one day I’ll snap that pretty little neck. Or you can leave now, and never show your face in my territory again. I’ll raise Pedro as my heir and he’ll grow up without the burden of a weak-minded mother. What’s it going to be, Kitty?”

  My body twitches, scaring me awake.

  I wake up alone. The sun is peeking through the curtains of my room and I wince at it. It’s 6:30am, my mother was on a plane around 7pm last night. Shouldn’t she be here by now? Whatever, I can’t think about that this early.

  I force myself to shower, put on a little makeup, brush my teeth and dry my hair. I decide to wear a dress, Sophia García is a stickler for looking your best at all times. I pick a silky pink floral thin–strapped ruched, short by not ridiculously revealing dress. I pick a similar colored pink pair of heels reluctantly. I would seriously rather wear sneakers or boots, but I’m already in enough trouble with my mom.

  I keep my ring on, despite knowing being engaged will be part of my biggest problem. I douse myself in a vanilla body mist and take a deep breath looking at myself in the mirror, analyzing. Eventually, I throw on my prettiest diamond necklace with a cross in the center hoping for bonus points. I add a couple silver tennis bracelets and leave my room by 7:20am.

  I take the elevator, not wanting to take the stairs in these shoes. When I make it to the main floor, I hear a woman’s laughter coming from the formal living room inside of the foyer. I follow it, thinking it might be Caterina.

  Lorenzo and my mother are sipping on coffee in chairs and talking. I’m coming in the room from behind them so they can’t see me. I quietly get closer and hear that they are speaking Italian.

  What the fuck? This is a dream.

  “Amá?” I
’m only a few feet from them when I ask.

  My mom’s head turns and I confirm that it’s her. She doesn't look any different than the last time I’ve seen her. Her hair is just as chocolate brown and as silky smooth in waves falling around her face. Her blue eyes meet my gaze and my heart fills with something warm.

  “Mija!” She stands and sets her coffee down on a table in front of her. Lorenzo stands up too, smiling, like actually smiling. I look at him with wide, worried eyes. “Mi princesa.” My mother holds her heart and looks me over, making her way to me. “Te he extrañado!” Her arms wrap around me, catching me off guard.

  “I’ve missed you too Amá.” I hug her back. “¿Cuándo llegaste?” I whisper to her. I’m dying to know when she got here and how long she has been talking with Lorenzo.

  “Oh Mija.” She releases me but holds my hands. “Lorenzo and some other nice men picked me up and brought me here. He showed me to my room and let me unpack, but I slept on the plane so we’ve been talking for an hour!”

  Why is she so happy? I was expected to be yelled at and hit a few times by now.

  “An hour?” My eyes dart to Lorenzo who walks around to me and kisses the side of my head. “You could have woken me up, Amá.” I tell her, worried about what story I’m going to have to go along with.

  “We both thought you could use the extra sleep before we go for breakfast.” Lorenzo’s arm is around me now and my mother lets my hands go. She's smiling at us.

  Why isn’t she yelling?

  “Breakfast?” I look up at Lorenzo.

  “With my mother and Arianna, remember? Arianna is back today to help with the last-minute touches.”

  No, I don’t remember because you didn’t tell me.

  “Right.” I confirm. “You’re not mad I didn’t tell you about, um, all of this sooner?” I ask, waving my hand around Lorenzo and myself.

  “No, Mija. I am only upset that you didn’t feel like you could be honest with me. Why didn’t you tell me that you and James were getting a divorce? That he was cheating on you and trafficking drugs?” She looks sad.