She sighed in her sleep and stretched herself awake like a cute little kitten on my chest. “Morning, sleeping beauty.” It was easy just to shift a little and slip into her moist morning heat. Our loving was slow and intense. Neither of us said anything, just moved together silently with our lips fused together.
I strained against her, holding her hips down hard on my cock as I shot off my first load of the day. At this rate I won’t be able to leave her, not even to do my job. I didn’t want to leave her, didn’t want to lose the sweet connection, but I had shit to do. Things I didn’t want to put off.
With one last lingering kiss, I rolled her off of me and got out of bed. I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted to marry her right fucking now. I didn’t see any reason to wait. The sooner I get my ring on her finger the better. I won’t rest easy until she had the protection of my name. I already knew whom to call about the license, and later on today, I was going to take care of the other thing standing in my way.
“I’m taking you to meet ma today before she drives me up the fucking wall.” Pain in the ass is the one who’d been calling me every hour on the hour since I brought her home. On her last call I’d told her to get the others together at her place this afternoon. Nosy fucks had jobs but I’m sure they’ll be there for this. This way I can knock out two birds with one stone.
She was still lazing around in bed but came to full attention when I said that. Then she flew off the mattress like her ass was on fire. “What the hell?” She brushed by me headed for the bathroom but skidded to a halt at my words.
“If I’m meeting your mom, I have to get back to my place. I don’t have anything suitable to wear.” She was in a full-blown panic. Females are nuts.
I shook my head and reached for the phone as she continued on her way. By the time she came out of the shower I’d have something for her. She’s such an innocent. Most of the women I knew, who’d meant less, would’ve expected me to foot the bill for such an occurrence. While the woman I asked to be my wife didn’t even think of it. Maybe she didn’t know that she now had the world at her feet.
Knowing her penchant for playing in water, I figured I had more than enough time and that was confirmed when the manager from the boutique on the first floor rang the bell not long after my call. “Mr. Mancini?” The buttoned up guy looked around my place like he was walking into Buckingham palace.
I’d heard the whispers about my neighbors wanting a look inside my place but his behavior was a bit much. I ushered him into the living room with a look and held my hand out for his offerings.
Maybe it was my demeanor, I don’t know, or maybe someone had been telling tales out of school, but this guy stood stiff as a statue like he was ready to bolt any second. I didn’t bother trying to put him at ease. Sometimes it paid to pay attention to those tales. Although I was pretty sure I wasn’t about to chuck him out the damn window if I didn’t like the clothes he brought for me to choose from.
I perused the outfits he’d rushed up to me, all in her size, after I’d hurriedly given a rough idea of what I wanted. “Here, we won’t be needing this.” I handed back the dress that was missing its bottom half and most of its back. She won’t be needing that shit; I already took the bait.
“These will do.” I kept the rest of it without once looking at the price tags, which I knew were astronomical. Once I was rid of him, I checked my watch. I was expecting someone else in the next hour, better go get her out of the shower. I chose an ensemble for this afternoon even knowing that she’d fight me on it.
I had no doubt she’d see me choosing what she wore as being controlling. Better she get used to it from the start. Besides, I think it’s sexy as fuck for a man to decide what his woman’s going to wear. For one, it eliminates the need for the question of whether or not the clothes make her look fat. Whatever the fuck that means.
Once that was done, I stripped on my way to bathroom and met her just about to step out of the stall. I looked her body up and down appreciatively before pushing her back in and up against the wall. No words were spoken as I got to my knees and lifted her leg to my shoulder, holding her open for my mouth.
“Ummm.” She tasted fresh and sweet on my tongue when I licked her. My cock was full, hard and hurting, and her taste only made me more ravenous. The deeper I sank my tongue the more I wanted. Her essence filled my mouth as she grabbed my hair, pulling me harder against her pussy as she made those cute little mewling sounds that meant she wanted to fuck.
I licked and sucked on her flesh until her legs stopped quivering, and then, started all over again. Soon my tongue wasn’t enough and she let me know with her demanding moans and tugs on my hair. Instead of getting to my feet to fuck her, I pulled her down onto my cock, clasping her ass in my hands as I shoved the swollen head inside her.
“Oh.” Her cry of surprise came when I forced my whole iron hard length deep inside her belly while pushing her back into the wall.
She was straddling my hips, her pussy full of cock and her body trapped against the wall by my much larger one. I gave her a taste of herself as I rocked into her and she almost sawed my tongue in half with her teeth. The tenet of her moans changed to one of slight pain. Pussy hurt sounds I call them.
“Does it hurt?” She nodded her head against my shoulder and tried to ease off my dick. “No stay. You have to take me in everyway. I’ll try to go slow.” I eased out bit-by-bit, before pulling her back down on my rod by her ass. But no matter how easy I went or what angle I used, her pussy still hurt. “Can’t have you sore today, next time.”
With her held carefully in my arms, I took her down to the shower mat and lifted her legs over my shoulders. I planted my hands and feet so that I could pile drive into her. From this angle, in this position I had all the control. She was totally and completely at my mercy.
Those fuck hurt noises went up an octave but there was more pleasure than pain this time. I fucked until I damn near put my back out and I guess she wasn’t too fond of being taken down from the look she threw me before crawling out of the shower on her hands and knees. I grinned at her and got to my feet to shower and get ready for the day.
19
Mancini
I’d left her outfit where she could see it, separated from the rest of her stuff. “What’s all this?”
“Clothes, you need to get dressed I’m expecting someone here in a little bit.” It took me ten minutes to do what it took her damn near half an hour to achieve.
“You look amazing.” I guess I could forgive her. The outfit was a fitted long sleeve silk sweater in a shade that matched her eyes paired with wide legged pants in winter white. It fit her tiny waist and flowed down to cover her feet, which the heels I’d bought her would keep from dragging on the floor.
She’d chosen to leave her hair free, which I loved, but now was no time to play in it. The doorbell rang just as I was giving her top the litmus test and she was busy swatting my hands away from her tits. I growled, which made her laugh hysterically, and I realized it was the first time I’d seen her like this. “You’re happy.”
She went all shy on me as I pulled her along to answer the door with me. The jeweler stood there with his assistant, their arms filled with briefcases that had been cuffed to their wrists. “Good morning sir, ma’am.” I ushered them in and squeezed her hand when she opened her mouth to question. “Later.” I whispered the word in her ear before kissing the spot and pulling her along behind me.
It wasn’t the first time I’d dealt with this jeweler but it was the first time I’d asked him to make a house call. “You brought everything I asked for, Henri?” I sat on the couch and pulled her down beside me as the other two unlocked the cases from their wrists and laid them on the center table.
“Yes, of course sir. There’s plenty to choose from.”
“Let’s see it.” Her deep sigh when he opened the cases was telling. Her hand started to tremble in mine and I thought it best to take the lead. I studied the row of rings before choosing
the one I liked best. I inspected the four-carat diamond looking for any flaws but found none.
“Let me see your hand.” Her hand was outright shaking now as I took it and placed the ring on her finger. I took the handheld mirror and held it so she could see what it looked like on her hand. “What do you think sweetheart?” I could see what she thought written in her eyes. I smirked at her, because even though those eyes said, ‘you’re crazy’, that blush on her cheeks and the half smile on her lips said I’d picked a winner.
I chose a few more pieces for her as she sat mutely beside me. No fluttering or gushing thanks from her. My agent baby was too stoic for that. We’ll see how stoic she is when I fuck her later in just the ring and the new diamond studs I’d bought to match. And maybe those heels.
By the time I’d dropped a cool million, it was time to head over to ma’s. She still hadn’t said a word about what went down between her and her boss and I tested her by walking out the front of the building with her hand in mine instead of sneaking out through the underground garage.
“Across the street, do you know them?” She looked furtively in the direction I implied. I waved at them with my usual smirk as I helped her into the car. I motioned for the driver to take his seat while I walked around to let myself in beside her. “Who told you?” I took her hand and raised it to my lips.
“Told me what baby?”
“That I told Durant about us?”
“What makes you think that?”
“Well for one, you just waltzed me out the front door knowing there were eyes on you. Somehow, I don’t think that after all the trouble you went through in the last week that you’d throw me to the wolves.”
“The better question is why didn’t you tell me?” She shrugged and looked out the window. “I would’ve but then you decided that I was the enemy and well, one thing led to another and that no longer seemed to matter.”
“It matters to me. You were hurt because of your love for me. You ought to know I’d never stand for that.” All was quiet for the next five minutes, as we both got lost in our own thoughts. “Nervous?” I looked at her when a shiver went through her and I felt it.
“I’ve heard about your mom. I hear she’s rather formidable.”
“She’s going to love you.”
“How do you know?”
“Because I love you, that’s enough for her trust me.” I’m pretty sure the old lady is already planning a nursery.
Just as I’d expected my whole nosy ass family was there. I barely got her out of the car before she was being swamped. I stood back with my brothers as their wives led her to the matriarchal tyrant like a bride offering. The squeals and dancing around came once they got a look at the rock on her finger and then it was my turn to be fawned over. I guess they’d give me a fucking break now and get out my ass.
Sabra and Star plastered themselves against my sides and peppered my cheeks with kisses like a five year old. “Alright, alright.” I mock growled at them. “Thank you.” I looked from one to the other so they could each see the seriousness in my words. Their eyes went soft and they hugged my arms to them before heading off to follow mom who’d absconded with my woman. All I’d gotten so far was ‘the look’, not even a damn hello.
“Well son, looks like you came to your senses. Your mother was like to make me crazy these last couple weeks behind you and your mess.” Dad, who was never one to put his two cents in without first being asked, didn’t seem to have any problem joining the bandwagon in bitching at me.
“Sorry about that sir.” Adrien and Jaxx sniggered like the girls they were until I glared them to silence. “I guess she passed muster and I can get back to my work now that your mother is pleased. No more disappearing son, tell Wilson he wouldn’t want me in his office.” I didn’t even get the chance to tell him this one wasn’t on Wilson because he walked away muttering to himself. Probably some formula he was working on.
Inside the tide had shifted and I knew whose balls were on the gallows from the way ma frowned in my direction. “Okay, what sin have I committed this time?” Damn women have very active imaginations. I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t take much for them to come after me.
“We can’t have a wedding in two days son, that’s just not plausible.” Oh, really.
“Sorry ma but that one’s not up for debate.” There was a barrage of words sent my way from all corners but I held fast. I knocked back every argument they had until they were on the verge of pulling out their hair. “You can have a large something later, but we’re getting married Saturday.”
“Where?” Shit, I hadn’t thought that far ahead. Ma caught on to that one and took the bull by the horn. “Fine, it’s still nice enough we can use the garden. I’ll have to call someone in to set the place up. I didn’t wait all this time to see you married only to have some rushed affair. And what about poor Cierra? I’m sure she has her own ideas of what she’d like that day to be like.”
The woman in question buttoned her lip and rolled her eyes. Way to throw me to the wolves. All the same, I know how this game is played. “Like I said, she can do that later.” I got the hell out of dodge fast and left them to figure it out.
“What are you two grinning about?” My idiot brothers had followed me out of the line of fire. They both clapped me on the shoulder as we headed for the den and blessed peace. “We’re happy for you, that’s all. And you’re welcome.”
“The fuck am I welcome for?” Like I didn’t know. They spent the next few minutes taking credit for my relationship. Like fuck!
I listened to the drone of conversation coming from the kitchen where the women were gathered. I didn’t expect anything to happen here, but it was the first time she’s been out of my sight in almost two weeks.
“Why so twitchy brother.” Jaxx the ass dropped down beside me with a beer held out.
“Thanks. I’m gonna need you two to clear up some time one day next week”
“What’re we doing?”
“Moving her into my place.”
“I can foot the bill for a moving company if you’re strapped for cash.”
“Shut up Adrien. You know I can’t have strange people in and out of my place.”
“There is that.”
Talk turned to much lighter fare and before long, ma was calling her kids to the table for lunch. I don’t recall the last time I’d seen her this happy. She gave me the thumbs up sign of approval with a smile that said it all. Maybe I’d catch a two-week break for doing good, but I didn’t kid myself that she won’t be riding my ass again in the not too distant future.
Once lunch was over and the women put the finishing touches on the upcoming wedding plans, I thought it prudent to leave before ma guilt me into doing her bidding. Plus, I had a trip to make that couldn’t be out off. “I have to go out for a bit, I won’t be long.”
“That’s fine, I have to find a dress for Saturday. It’ll be easier without you in my hair.” Smartass! At least with her taking that stance she wouldn’t be poking her nose in my shit. I headed back out the door once making sure she was settled. She was on the computer before I even reached the door.
She was so preoccupied she didn’t even notice me standing in the half open doorway watching her. She looked happy. The last few days had gone a long way to bringing that glow back to her cheeks. I closed the door and headed for the elevator, my mood already changed. If she knew I was going to see the local head of the New York office she’d have ten kinds of fits.
It was Saturday, and I knew this particular asshole was at his home on Long Island. It would take me about an hour to get there and another back, something I would’ve put off if it wasn’t so important. But I didn’t want this shit hanging over our heads come wedding day.
I rested back in my seat and let my mind drift as we made our way from the city to the suburbs. As I viewed some of the stately homes in the better neighborhoods I wondered if this is what she’d like. I’d shoot myself in the fucking head if she wanted to move to
this fuck. Damn.
Whatever, I’ll just have to talk her into staying put in the city. We pulled into the short driveway of the ranch style house just as the sun was going down. A middle-aged man came to the door and looked out. I would’ve known him anywhere since I’d spent a lot of time researching all the players in this game.
I probably had a better dossier on them than they had on me, something for which I was eternally grateful since it was about to come in handy. He recognized me as soon as I stepped out the car and I could see the indecision written on his face. Fucker wanted to go inside and slam the door in my face, but the intrigue of my very presence kept him where he was.
“I’m guessing no introductions are necessary, but you might be wondering what I’m doing here.”
“You could say that. What is this? Have you come to turn yourself in?” He grinned in a way only a demented spook could but I didn’t return it.
“No.” I let that sink in until the stupid look dropped off his face.
“You’re gonna need to find another watchdog to sic on me. Cierra and I are getting married. I’m here to put you and your team on notice. My marriage is off limits. My wife is off limits. If you try to take her job or fuck with her in anyway, know this. I know more about you than you can begin to imagine. You make the wrong move and I start leaking that shit to the media. But before I expose you to the world for the piece of corrupt offal you are, I will beat you to within an inch of your fucking life. We clear?”
The asshole puffed up his chest but I was sure it was only to save face. We both knew he was dirty as fuck, only he didn’t know how much I had on him. Let him stew over that shit for the rest of his natural life. “It’s against the law to threaten a federal officer.” Asshole!
“You can eat seven flavors of horseshit. Don’t forget. She gets her job back with pay and no demerits on her record. If this isn’t taken care of by end of day tomorrow, I will get started on those leaks.” Since that’s all I’d come to say, I turned and walked back to the car, which I’d told the driver to leave running.
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