by Blue Saffire
His eyes stay locked on mine as his hands travel over the silky fabric of my corset. When his hands reach to underside of my breasts his thumbs make a slow caress over my nipples. My lips part, but I remain in control.
“What is it that you want, Tina. You come to play a game you will not win. Tell me what you want, do not play games with me,” Uri commands.
I smirk and lick my lips. “But you love to play with me,” I pout and grind my hips into his lap. “Besides, I don’t think I have your attention yet.”
I back away and pull the sheet from his lap. My husband is forty-seven and his body is still rock hard and chiseled. Uri is turning into a hot silver fox, although he denies he has any grey hairs. I smirk to myself. He maybe older, but he hasn’t lost a bit of his vitality.
Uri’s huge cock stands at attention to greet me as I flatten myself onto my tummy and kick my heels in the air. I look up at Uri with innocent eyes, swinging my feet back and forth, crossing and uncrossing my ankles. I bite my lip and smile up at him. His member twitches and precum seeps out.
I lick my lips, before leaning in to lick his tasty essence. Uri’s flavor bursts on my tongue, causing me to moan. I look up at him through my lashes and he shakes his head as he folds his arms over his thick chest.
“Che cosa,” Uri grunts, in Italian, with a smile on his lips.
I don’t reply. I just move to cover him with my lips. He will find out what I want, when I have him right where I want him. I twirl my tongue and bob my head, alternating between hollowing my cheeks and taking him deep.
Uri spreads his legs to allow me to get more comfortable. When I settle into a better position he cages me in with his thighs. His arms uncross from his chest as he lifts them behind his head. I lift a brow and grunt in frustration. He is really trying to pretend he is not affected by this.
I scoot up onto my knees and wrap my hands around his shaft. If Uri wants me to go there, I will go there. I pump his length with my hands as I twirl my tongue around his tip. I run my tongue through his slit knowing that always drives him insane.
Uri narrows his eyes at me and grunts. I can see in his eyes he is losing the battle. I place my palms flat on his thighs and I just go for it, swallowing him whole and twisting my head in the process.
Uri breaks his statue stance, reaching to pull my hair from around my face, holding it in his tight fist as I continue my ministration. His thighs at my sides, tighten around me and I know I’ve got him. His hips start to flex up as Italian and English expletives flow from his lips.
I reach for his hand gripping my hair and tug free as I let him pop from my lips. I sit back on my heels and bite my swollen lip. I look up at him through my lashes seductively. I pull the cups of my corset down revealing my breasts.
“Uri, where is Reese,” I purr.
Uri frown and twists his lips. “So this is your game,” Uri rasps as he licks his bottom lip. “Well played, Bella Donna, well played. But you forget one thing.”
Uri lunges at me and flips me onto my back. He captures my lips and kisses me deeply with a searing kiss. I can feel his hardness pulsing against my stomach. I whimper into his mouth as his strong hands slide down my sides to my waist.
“I own this body, Tina. I bring you pleasure. I give you control when you need it, but I am always in control,” Uri growls.
I gasp at his words and growl back at him when his hand twists in my panties to tear them from my body. Uri tosses the shredded fabric over his shoulder and gives me a wicked grin. He pecks my nose, then plunges into me.
I claw at his back as I cry out. This is only the second time we are having sex since I’ve had Eva. I have been soaked since I crawled into his lap. I nearly convulse as he stretches me to capacity, in the only way I have ever known.
“Uri,” I groan.
“Yes, Love. What was it you wanted to know,” Uri chuckles.
I pout as I look into his laughing blue eyes. I have totally failed at my mission. I never fail. I pull it together and turn the tides. I flip Uri onto his back and steady myself on his shoulders as I look down at him with my own wicked smile.
I squeeze his cock within my walls and start a slow torturous grind with my hips. I then start to rock slowly, up and down, back and forth. I throw my head back because I can’t ignore how good it feels. Uri grabs two hands full of my ass and moans loudly. Shit, I don’t think either one of us is winning.
I pick up the pace as Uri thrusts up into me. I love my husband, but I know he is keeping something from me, which pisses me off. I reach for my shoes to unfasten them to kick them off. I mean business.
Once my feet are bare, I plant my heels into the mattress and I go to work. I see Uri’s blue gaze turn to molten lava and I ride him into oblivion. His grip on my ass is so tight, I know he is going to leave fingernail prints in my cheeks.
“Fuck Tina, I’m too old for this shit,” Uri grunts, but I can see in his eyes he doesn’t mean it.
I tilt my head to the side. “A Black Death would never be sweeter,” I sing and laugh.
Uri narrows his eyes and flips me onto my back once more. He pins my legs over his shoulders. “Was that a threat my little killer?”
“Never,” I purr. “Oh God, Uri. Fuck, baby.”
I have lost track of my thoughts. Uri drills into me with long, deep strokes. Too old my ass, sex with my husband has only gotten better with time. I think I’m the one being threatened. He is trying to hush my kitty.
“You are the reason I’m exhausted,” Uri growls. “I told you to leave it alone. I did not want to involve more people than I had to. Nico is already going to feel betrayed. But you,” Uri punctuates with a hard thrust. “Don’t know how to listen to me. I have had to block everyone you’ve tried to get to help you. Reese is safe and I will take Nico to her soon. That is it, no more asking, no more games, no more trying to help him. Capisce?”
“Marito di sì, sì,” I cry out as I come hard.
Uri growls my name as he finds his own release. I feel like we just had a workout. We are both panting and covered in sweat. Uri has collapsed against my chest with his face buried into between my breasts.
“Good, Love. This was for the best,” Uri says as he catches his breath.
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
Playing with Fire
Nico
I didn’t wait for Valentina to come and pick Eva up in the morning. I cleaned my niece up and made my way to my brother’s house. I spent the entire night up thinking about it. I am sure Uri has helped Reese. I just don’t understand why.
I plan to find out. I have a plan as I walk into Uri’s home with Eva in my arms. Uri is the first one I see with his head bent over his phone, a cup of coffee in his other hand, his hair tossed about, with nothing but sleep pants on. There is a smirk on his lips as he looks at whatever is on his phone.
His eyes lift from the phone as I clear my throat. He looks up at me and lifts a brow, his smile fades and in its place is the signature Uri mask. It is bullshit that my brother thinks I don’t know him. Well, we will see how well he knows me.
“I thought Tina was going to pick Eva up from your place. Was she that much of a hand full,” Uri asks as he walks up and kisses Eva’s cheek.
She looks at her father lovingly with her big blue eyes. My chest squeezes. I will never know what it is like to have my little girl look at me this way, because my brother helped the woman I love walk out of my life.
Valentina appears from the kitchen dressed in yoga pants and a sports bra. I see her stop in her tracks and her mouth opens. She then rushes over to take Eva from me. Val won’t look at me. She keeps her eyes on Eva.
“Were you good for your Uncle Nico, my little Jelly Bean,” Val coos at Eva.
“We had a bit of a rough night,” I gruff.
Uri laughs, “So much so he rushed her home,” he chuckles.
“Actually, I have a date. I needed to drop Eva off so that I could get ready for it,” I shrug.
Valentina’s head
finally whips in my direction and her eyes nearly come out of her head. Uri’s laugh dies in the air. His eyes narrow in on me. No one says a word for a few beats as I watch both of their reactions. Something tells me that Valentina has accomplished her mission. She knows something.
“I better be going. I’ll talk to you later,” I say and get ready to leave.
“Nicoli,” Uri barks as I turn my back. Just as I thought. I turn to face my brother. “Don’t.”
I tilt my head and look Uri up and down. “Don’t what, Uri,” I ask coolly.
“Do not play with fire,” Uri says firmly.
“I have no idea what you mean, Uri. My fiancée left me. She told me not to come for her. In my book, that means it is time for me to move on. I’m not getting any younger,” I say through tight lips.
Uri closes his eyes and runs his hand through his hair. “Fuck, we are so close,” Uri says under his breath. “Shit, Nico go home. Just be patient. Don’t do anything stupid.”
“Be patient for what,” I growl and get chest to chest with Uri. “You have been helping her. You know where she is. How the fuck could you? What would possess you to do something like this? I don’t understand.”
“Holy shit,” Val gasps and her face pales.
Both Uri and I snap our head in her direction. I draw my brows in confusion as she looks like she has seen a ghost. Val stumbles back as she looks at Uri with tears in her eyes.
“Really Uri, you have to be fucking kidding me,” Val screeches.
“Tina, not another word,” Uri barks.
Val’s brown face turns red with rage. “Oh, I won’t say another fucking thing. I’m going to pack our bags and you are going to take me and Nico to her. That is the last thing I will be saying to you, Mr. Donati, for a very long time,” Val bites out and turns to leave, but Uri’s ringing phone stops her in her tracks.
Uri growls and answers his phone. “Yes Michael, what is it,” Uri grumbles.
This time I watch Uri’s face pale. His eyes snap to me and I see the fear and worry. My heart stops in my chest. It is clear that I still am not understanding something here. I was sure Val knew that Uri helped Reese, but it is apparent that she has just read more into it.
“No, we are on our way,” Uri rushes into the phone. He makes a hand gesture for Val to go and get her things.
“What is going on,” I ask Uri as he hangs the phone up.
“Reese needs you. I will have Tony meet us at the airport with your passport,” Uri moves to palm the back of my neck in his hand as he looks me in the eyes. “I did this for you. You will forgive me. She is an incredible woman, Nico. Pray. She will need your strength and you will need ours.”
With that my brother kisses my forehead and turns to follow Val, leaving me confused, hurt, and angry. I feel the moment I shut down and go on autopilot. She needs me now? I needed her all along. I will go for answers and then I will go for good.
CHAPTER FORTY
Not Good
Uri
“What the hell is going on,” Valentina hisses at me as I walk into the room to find her changing Eva and throwing clothes into a bag. I guess my wife has mastered motherhood.
“She has started to spot. At least that is what she told Sim before Michael found her. They’re on their way to the hospital. It’s time Nico goes to learn the truth. For himself, Tina. We will not tell him,” I make clear.
“So she is pregnant,” Val whispers. I can see the hurt in her eyes.
I tug a shirt over my head and sigh. “Yes, Love,” I frown. She was doing so well. “I can’t believe this shit is blowing up in my face.”
“How far is she,” Val asks as she looks like she is counting in her head.
“A little over seven and a half months,” I reply.
Val gasps and her face lights up. “Uri, this is good. Oh My God, this is good. We have to get Nico to her,” Tina gushes.
“I know, Love,” I roll my eyes. “Say nothing, Valentina. I mean it.”
She gives me a goofy smile and nods her head. I silently thank God that she is going to get over this. I wish I could say the same about my brother.
Don’t fail me now, Reese. He is going to kill us both. Show me what you are made of, Bella. It’s your turn.
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Too Soon
Reese
I wake up from a dream. Nico was so angry with me in the dream. He was shouting and I was crying. What scared me most in the dream was that I was no longer pregnant and my babies were not in sight.
Tears soak my face as I pop up in bed. When I look down my belly is still there and a little brown hand is resting on it. The sight brings me back to the present. Vita.
She had come back to my room last night to tell me that she was staying with me. She begged Donatella to stay with me. Vita can be one stubborn little girl. Donatella gave in to keep the boys from picking up on what was going on.
In the middle of the night, Vita climbed in bed with me. I was having a bout of insomnia so we stayed up talking for a bit. Her little hand stroked my belly as she talked about Nico being a great papa. I couldn’t do anything but smile. She actually soothed me to sleep.
I smile at the memory and wipe the tears from my face. I slip from the bed and go to use the bathroom. I watch my stomach move; I am in awe every single time it happens.
“Good morning,” I say as I rub my belly.
I go to wipe, but freeze when the tissue comes away covered in a light sticky film. My hand starts to shake and my mind reels. I fight back a whimper.
“No, no, no,” I sob quietly.
A little knock at the door draws my attention. “Zietta Reese, I have to go potty,” Vita calls.
“Okay, honey, one sec,” I say through a trembling voice. I wipe a few more times and come away with pink tissue on the final wipe.
I pull it together and finish up so Vita can use the bathroom. I wash my hands and walk out. Vita kisses my stomach and gives it a pat before she walks into the bathroom.
I rush to my phone that Uri and Michael gave me. I debate on calling Uri first. I sent him a thank you video last night, with a view of my baby bump. I think against calling him knowing he has already returned to the States. I call Michael instead.
I wait and it rings a few times. “Hello,” Sim’s voice comes through the phone.
“Symphony, where is Michael?” I rush.
“You sound distraught, Reese. Please calm down. Michael went out for a run. He has my phone, his needed to charge. Is there something I can help with,” Sim says in the Symphony way that only those that know her understand.
“I’m spotting Sim,” I whimper.
“Oh,” I swear I can hear her thinking. “I will get Michael. Seven and a half months, you can still have a healthy birth at this time. This is not a problem,” Just like that Sim hangs up.
I close my eyes and try to hold on to her words she is right. I haven’t fought this long, come this far to lose now. I have too much at stake. I feel a sharp pain in my back and I realize this is it.
I go within or I do without. So I go in. I clutch the back of the chair next to the desk in my room and I hang on. I lift a hand in the air and I pray. Not just any prayer, but I pray with everything I am.
“Please Lord, not like this. You promised me not like this. Lord, YOU said, that I would not be disappointed again. YOU said that my blessing would come without sorrow. YOU said that if I seek you, nothing would be impossible,” I call out.
“I know my story ends with showing your glory,” I sob. My face is full of tears and I can feel my nose running, but I don’t stop. “Aloboshata, ecoyoboshata, hallelujah, thank you father. You are worthy to be praised. Aloboboboboshata, boboshata, ecolashata.
“I declare and decree my body won’t fail me. I will not know loss again. I will hold this pregnancy, I am healed, I am whole, I am healthy, I am a mother, I am…,” I cry out. “Hear me father. Hear me.”
“Hear us Lord,” I hear Vita’s small sweet voice
.
I open my eyes and see her on her knees beside me. Her little eyes are shut and she has her hands clasped in front of her. Her little lips are moving as she rocks from side to side.
“Oh God,” I call out as I am overwhelmed at the sight. I dig deep for strength. My lips tremble as I moan and groan my prayers, no longer able to speak in tongue or utter words, and that’s when I hear it clearly.
It will be well, My daughter.
My knees buckle and I drop to the floor. Michael and Sim rush into room, but I can feel myself going under. I’m not sure if I am fainting or not. I just feel an all-consuming presence come over.
This I do because of your faith.
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
Surprise
Nico
No one will tell me what the hell is going on. Uri has been muttering on the phone since that first call at his house. On the plane, I thought I would lose my mind wondering about what the fuck is really going on.
I don’t want to care, but I can’t help wondering if Reese has been hurt. Was she in an accident? Did someone touch her? I can’t shake the feeling that she really does need me. I have questioned myself over and over. Can I really walk away if Reese needs me?
The raw broken edges of my heart tells me that I can. The rest of my heart tells me otherwise. I don’t think I know how to walk away from Reese.
I am fuming as the car moves through Italy. All this time Reese has been in my home, literally. She has been staying on the estate. I had thought to come home a few times, but I wanted to be in New York in case Reese returned.
I’m going to kick Uri and Michael’s ass. I can’t believe they allowed this to happen. I am beyond fuming. I look up and out of the window to see we are not headed for the estate, but in the direction of the hospital. My head whips to Uri and Val.
They are both trying to avoid looking at me. My heart sinks. She really is in trouble. Something has happened to the love of my life. I drop my head in my hands and try to breathe.