Hidden Witness 2: A Mafia Romance

by Posey Parks

  Alexandria hugged each of the children. “Dillon, Lily, Shana, and Jason I’m your aunt. I love the Snapchat’s you guys sent me. How about we take a Musically video on the dance floor?” Alexandria asked.

  “That will be fun!” the kids chimed.

  Dominic grabbed little Dillon’s shoulder. “Little Dillon, you look just like your Dad when he was little. I can’t believe it!”

  Dillon shook his head. “Uncle Dominic, I don’t believe you.”

  “When you come to visit next month, I will show you some pictures.”

  Dillon laughed. “Ok!”

  “Lily, I hear you are a ballerina! Can you spin on your tippy toes?” Dominic asked.

  “Yes!” Lily positioned her hands over her head, then twirled.

  Everyone cheered.

  Dominic kneeled shaking Shana and Jason’s hands. “Did Dillon tell you we have our own game room?!”

  “No!”

  “I will play you two in Just Dance. I’m sure I will be the winner.”

  They shook their heads. “No, I don’t think so,” Shana stated.

  “We are going to beat you!” Jason pointed at Dominic.

  Sierra and I laughed.

  After the children met their new relatives, we also informed them we aren’t just visiting New Jersey, we are moving to New Jersey. Lily and Shana were upset. They didn’t want to leave their friends. We explained they would still get to see their friends because their grandparents live in Portland. They calmed down a little.

  After mingling with the guests, Sierra and I took to the dance floor. “Mrs. Magarelli, I have you to myself for a little while.”

  She smiled, placing her hands on my shoulders. “Yes, but tonight you get me all to yourself. I can’t wait to get you alone.” She winked.

  My hands massaged her back, pulling her closer. “Yeah, I can’t wait to get you alone either, Mrs. Magarelli.”

  “Dillon, I can’t believe we are finally married.”

  “One big, happy family, baby.”

  “I don’t know how you pulled off this beautiful destination wedding. You did well, Mr. Magarelli. I love having my friends here. Seeing Jason’s little face when I stepped onto the beach almost broke me down in tears. Thank you for flying our children out. I missed their littler faces. FaceTime is fine, but nothing’s better than kissing their little cheeks.”

  “You know I would do anything for you, Sierra.”

  She pressed her lips against mine. “I know.” She dropped her head on my shoulder. We stood there swaying to the slow beat. It was special.

  I sat my beautiful bride at our long table next to the stage before I stepped away. Sierra’s eyes were glued to the dance floor, watching the kids dance. The kids barely left the dance floor to eat.

  I strolled over to my in-laws table. Placing my hand on Ed and Marsha’s shoulder, I smiled. “Thanks for bringing the kids to the wedding. I really appreciate it.”

  “Now Dillon, you know it was no problem,” Marsha gleamed.

  “Ed, can I steal you for a moment?”

  He brought the glass of water to his lips. “Sure, Dillon.”

  Placing the glass on the table, he rose, following me into the private room.

  “Have a seat,” I said, closing the door behind me.

  The four tables and chairs filled the small white room.

  I sat at the table across from him. “What did you tell Marsha?”

  He ran his hand over the back of his neck. “I told her the same story that Sergio released in the newspaper.”

  “You left out your friend?”

  His worried eyes glanced at mine. “Yes, she doesn’t need to know about him.”

  “And Lindsay?”

  “Dillon, she was upset. She said you betrayed her. She doesn’t understand how you are getting full custody.”

  “Make her see how this is good for her. I’m not taking her kids away.”

  I leaned forward jabbing my finger into the table. “I’m not playing games like she did. Now she can run the fucking streets. She gets to keep the house. I’m not taking that away. She will also still receive spousal support. No more child support though. We will split the holidays and summers.”

  He exhaled. “I will get her to calm down.”

  I straightened my white bow tie. “Good. You know what my father wanted to do with you, right?”

  He swallowed hard. “Yeah.”

  “I spared your life. You played your cards well. Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. You know what I’m capable of,” I grimaced.

  His hand ran across his sweaty brow. “I do, Dillon.”

  I stood, smacking his shoulder. “Good. Enjoy the party.”

  I left the room, returning to my family. The kids and I hit the dance floor. Our wedding day was fun-filled.

  CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

  DILLON

  HONEYMOON

  Sierra and I were finally alone. She stared out the Maybach window. “What’s wrong, Sierra?”

  “I miss the kids already.”

  I pulled her into my arms. “Baby, you will see them at the end of next month when we pick them up.”

  “There’s still so much to do. All of our belongings are still in Portland. My truck, your truck.”

  “Sierra, I’ll buy you a new truck. Your ex bought you the Yukon. We are selling that truck.”

  “Ok. What about our businesses?”

  “Sierra, you keep asking me about our businesses. They will run the same, we just won’t be there to run them. Kyle agreed to continue running the construction business. What did Corelay say?”

  “She said she is happy running the business. I haven’t gotten any complaints. The business is growing.”

  “See baby, nothing to worry about. We’ll discuss business next week. Right now, we are on our honeymoon.” My lips brushed against her cheek. The chauffeur came to a halt in the circular drive of our villa. I hopped out of the car, opening Sierra’s door. I thanked the chauffeur. I swooped Sierra up into my arms. The floodlights guided my path under the dark sky. Opening the door, I carried her over the threshold.

  “Dillon, I want to change into something special.” She smiled.

  I kicked the door closed. “All right.” I placed Sierra on her feet. Shrugging my jacket off my shoulders, I tossed it on the sofa. I stepped over to the bar, pouring myself a whiskey on the rocks. This is my second time being married. I don’t want to start comparing the two. I want our night to be special. I sat on the sofa deep in thought. I didn’t hear Sierra walk into the living room.

  “Dillon, did you hear me?”

  “Huh?” My eyes roamed her body in the lavender lace teddy.

  I swallowed hard. “Wow!”

  “Dillon, what is the matter? Talk to me.”

  She sat on the sofa next to me.

  “This is our second marriage. I hate I didn’t have you first.”

  Sierra ran her fingers through my hair. My eyes closed. “Dillon, you have me forever. Don’t get me wrong, I feel the same way. However, we are here now…”

  She climbed into my lap. “…My man is special. He wouldn’t ever cheat on me. He loves me as I am. I love how he pampers me.” Her lips melted against my neck.

  “The way he pleases me is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I love how he takes his time with me. Did I mention he keeps me cumming all the time?” Sierra’s tongue circled my neck. “Umm, I only want to fuck you until I bust.”

  I smiled, pushing her back. “There she is. My freak wife has arrived.”

  Sierra laughed.

  “Stand up, baby.” I held her hand, twirling her around. My eyes took in her ass and big breasts in the sexy teddy.” I licked my lips.

  “Baby, your body in the wedding dress today…shit, I had to go somewhere else in my mind to keep my dick from getting hard on the dance floor. Come here.”

  Sierra glided into my lap. Sinking my head into
the cushioned sofa, my eyes roamed my woman’s beautiful body. I massaged her breast through the teddy. Halting my movements, I nabbed her hand, staring at the new wedding ring. “Do you like the ring?”

  “Dillon, I was fine with the previous ring. You didn’t have to purchase a new one.”

  My hand swept through the side of her hair. “We are billionaire’s now. You deserve the best.”

  Sierra grabbed my wrist. “Dillon, remember, money doesn’t mean much to me. I grew up with money too, remember?”

  “Yes.”

  “I enjoy my freedom to do what I want. All I care about is that my man is faithful to me, as I am to him. But yes, Dillon, I love the ring.”

  Sierra leaned forward, brushing her lips across mine. “I want to make love to my husband.”

  My lips curled. “I love the sound of that.” Squeezing her ass, I slid her closer. My lips captured hers. Her tongue slipped between my lips. Our kiss deepened, my fingers squeezed harder. Sierra stared at me, running her fingers across my thick brown brows. My gray eyes stared deep into her soul. “You have no idea how happy I am. You are finally my wife. On our way to rescue you a few weeks ago, I sat on the bathroom floor, a wreck. I needed to have you back.” I pointed at her ring.

  “This is the third ring I bought for you. I returned the last one. This is the ring I wanted you to have.”

  Her hands slipped down my cheeks. “Dillon.”

  “Wait, let me finish. I knew you were going to be upset with me. I needed you to know you were meant to be my wife. When you passed out at the warehouse, I lost my grip on reality. Baby, you were in bad shape. In that moment, I didn’t know what was wrong with you. I begged you to come back to me.”

  “Zoey told me she offered to help clean me up. You told her no.”

  “You’re my woman. I can take care of you.”

  “I know, baby.” Sierra massaged my neck, grinding her pussy against my cock. “I need you to take care of me now.”

  “Yeah?” My fingers massaged her pussy over the lace material. Her lips parted, and her pussy rocked back and forth against my fingers.

  “This is my pussy.”

  “Yes, it is, Dillon,” she purred.

  Unsnapping the teddy, I plunged two fingers into her core. I held Sierra in my arms, allowing her to fuck my fingers. My teeth gripped her nipple through the thin material. “Cum all over my hand, baby.”

  “Oh yeah, Dillon,” she moaned. Her feet dug into the sofa as she rode my fingers.

  “Cum, Sierra!” I leaned back, enjoying the view.

  Her pussy pulsated around my fingers. Her juices escaped her all over my pants. I jammed my wet fingers in my mouth.

  “Is it good?” she breathed, hovering over me.

  “You know it is.”

  Her fingers rustled with my buttons as her lips clamped onto mine. “Fuck me! Right now. I’m already wet. I can take the python. Give it to me.”

  My hands massaged her face in an effort to bring her down a little. “Baby, we have all night.”

  “I want to cum again, now.” Sierra shoved me back against the sofa. Her fingers pushed my sleeves down my arms, yanking the shirt off my arms. The cufflinks flew across the room.

  “Wild woman. I’m going to give you what you want.”

  I snatched her up in my arms, whisking her and my drink into the bedroom. I tossed her on the bed. She smiled, proceeding to remove the teddy.

  “Nope, nope. The teddy is not for you to remove, beautiful. It’s for me.” I slammed the harsh contents in the glass down my throat.

  “Don’t move, wild woman. I’ll be right back.” I strolled through the living room back to the bar, refreshing my drink.

  Sipping the whiskey, I walked into the bedroom, leaning against a wooden post. We stared at each other.

  “How long are you going to leave your wife waiting?”

  I walked closer, standing bedside. Sierra sat on her knees, tracing her tongue over her name.

  “I don’t know who loves the tattoo more, me or you.”

  She giggled. Her hands held my arms as she continued to suck on my pecs.

  “You’re so big and strong. You haven’t been to the gym in a while. Do you think your muscles will shrink?”

  I laughed. “No, baby. Besides, I will be back in the gym soon.”

  “Good, your rock hard body makes me hot…” Sierra gave me the once over, licking her lips.

  …”besides other things.”

  I smiled bright.

  “There are those hot crow’s feet I can’t get enough of, and those fucking lips.” He lips pressed against mine.

  “Baby, don’t you think it’s time to take care of Mrs. Magarelli?”

  I sipped my drink. “Yeah, I do.”

  CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

  DILLON

  Sierra sat on her legs, unzipping my slacks.

  “Mr. and Mrs. Magarelli.” She smiled, pushing my slacks and boxers down past my large thighs.

  “When I first saw you in the store, I envisioned you making love to me. At night after our phone calls, I would be extremely horny. I only wanted you.”

  “You admit now that you wanted to fuck me.”

  “I can admit it now because I’m your wife. I wanted to fuck my future husband, so what?” Her fingers slid up and down my shaft.

  “You didn’t want to fuck me, Dillon?”

  My eyes slammed shut. “Yes, of course I wanted you to ride my dick. I had to be sure the dick wasn’t all you were after.”

  Sierra’s eyes made contact with the gun shot wound in my abdomen. Her lips slowly brushed over the wound. My eyes closed briefly, remembering that terrible moment in our lives. Sierra’s soft fingers ran over the wound. Her sad eyes met mine. Sierra slithered up my body, pressing her lips against mine. “I love you so much. I was so hurt when I learned the truth about who you really were, but I couldn’t let you go. I needed you, Dillon. I’m thankful you are still here.” Our lips did a slow dance.

  “I had no intentions of letting you go. If you would have moved back to Portland, I would have found a way to be with you.”

  “Babe, I told you we could still have sex and you could visit our baby.”

  “You think that shits funny?”

  “A little,” she chuckled, wrapping her arms around my neck.

  I slapped her ass. Her nose wrinkled. “You made it clear, Dillon, you weren’t letting me go.”

  “I sure wasn’t.”

  “Sit on the bed so I can remove the rest of your clothes.”

  I know Sierra likes to wait on me too, so I oblige her. She was a great girlfriend. I’m sure she will be an excellent wife.

  “All set.” She slid into my lap, biting my ear lobe.

  I placed her on her feet. I stood, leaning her over the side of the bed.

  “Daddy’s about to give you what you want.”

  “Spread your legs.”

  I fell to my knees. Her pretty ass stared me in the face. My hands spread her sexy ass cheeks. I wiggled my tongue around her clit. Sierra lost it. She tried closing her legs. I wouldn’t allow it.

  “Dillon, I can’t take it! Shit!”

  I halted my tongue strokes. “Baby, you asked for it. Now you can’t handle it. Sierra, you have to relax. Once you’re wet again, I’ll make love to you. I’m giving you what you want.”

  My tan hands massaged her back, “Sierra, I feel like a king when I make you cum. Let me relish in my accomplishments.” I hovered over Sierra planting a single kiss on her shoulder.

  “Ok, Dillon.” Sierra turned her head kissing my lips. Trailing succulent kisses down her arms, I circled my tongue on her ass cheeks. My tongue slipped down the slit of Sierra’s ass back to her clit. My thumbs spread her labia, and I wiggled my tongue around her clit again.

  “Shit! Dillon. Oh, fuck, it’s coming!”

  Her legs and ass trembled. Sucking her clit, I drank my baby’s cum. Legs still shakin
g, I stood, sliding into her wet pussy. It was heaven. Her pussy sucked my dick as I pushed inside her. Slowly, Sierra met my rhythm. The warm summer breeze blew through the bedroom, rushing over us. Holding her waist with one hand, I whipped my fingers through my sweaty brown hair with the other.

  “Oh, Dillon.”

  “Baby, get on your knees.” I helped Sierra sit on her knees on the edge of the bed. I held her in my arms, caressing her breasts. My hand slipped her legs apart.

  “Kiss me, Dillon.”

  My lips crashed into hers as I slid her up and down my cock. Sierra placed her hands over mine, massaging her breasts.

  “Does it feel good, Sierra?”

  Her head dropped back on my shoulder. “Oh, Mr. Magarelli, it feels so damn good.”

  “I want to hear you say you are fucking the Don.” I bit her neck.

  My hand slid down her hot skin, halting at her clit. Sierra’s breathing quickened as my two fingers circled her clit.

  “I’m waiting.”

  “I’m fucking the Don! Yes, I’m fucking the Don!” she yelled.

  “That’s right, baby, throw that pussy on Daddy’s dick.”

  My tongue circled under her chin. “I love you so much...I killed for you, Sierra and I will do it again. Nobody touches my woman. Fucking nobody!” I growled.

  “Sierra, look at that view.” Her head tilted to the side, staring at the beautiful mountains across the water. “The night sky is perfect. The surrounding lights make the clear blue water sparkle…I wish I could make love to you here every day.”

  Sierra wrapped her hands around my head, circling her lips over mine.

  Holding her hips firm, I slammed into her wetness. “Your pussy is so good, Sierra.” Our gray eyes locked.

  Her damp face blushed.

  Sierra slipped off my dick, dropping on the bed. She flipped over raising her legs, resting them against my shoulders. “Make love to me, baby.”

  I smiled. Gripping her thighs, I slid into her warmth. I kissed her ankle and stroked her pussy slow. Sierra raked her fingers through the braids, allowing her hair to be free. Her long hair loosely lay on the bed.