“Well Shrek, give it your best shot.”
Tony reached both arms around my midsection and I couldn’t help but feel a rush of heat envelope my frame. I didn’t know what the fuck had happened, but I didn’t remember ever getting that hot when Richard touched me. I decided just to keep it professional though. Tony didn’t need to know just what his closeness was doing to my body. His strong hands made their way up my back, delicately dancing along my spine. I swallowed a lump that formed in my throat and fought back a shudder. He found my bra clasp and quickly hooked his fingers through, once again flinging the garment to the floor. We both stayed very still for a few moments. The heat was intense between us and I think we both longed to bask in that electricity neither one of us wanting to break the spell that had settled upon the quiet room. Tony leaned over and whispered in my ear. “So what’s the next step doc?”
I didn’t even dare breathe. My pulse was pounding in my ears and I could feel was an overwhelming need to live in the safety of his arms. After another moment of tantalizing silence I finally whispered. “Here we go.” I laid myself back on the bed, my upper half fully exposed to him. He flushed and I could actually see his arousal through his tight black dress pants, but I could also tell he was making a very conservative effort to hide it. If I’d learned one thing in my career, it was that the body never lied. As I tried and failed to divert my eyes from his bulge, he tried and failed to divert his eyes from my bosom. I did have a great rack, or so Richard used to say. I’m a solid D cup at least, but I’ve always been self-conscious about gravity. I don’t think that Tony had any qualms about it. His hands shook a bit as he grasped the edge of the ace bandage and began to slowly unravel it. He deftly circled his way steadily around my torso, making close contact with, but never touch my nipples. They hardened on their own with each pass of his hand. They wanted attention more than anything, but I knew now wasn’t the time. As much as I could tell Tony wanted to reach up and palm a breast or perhaps even lean his head forward and put one to his mouth, he didn’t. It was killing us both, but there was a more important matter at hand.
After tony finished unwrapping the bandages I took a deep breath and groaned. I couldn’t help it, the pain was sharp enough to take my breath away. I involuntarily placed my hands up to the spot to protect it, but Tony only took my tiny hand within his own, grasping it tightly. “That son of a bitch. When I get my hands on him, he’ll wish he were dead. He did a number there doc. It’s gonna be okay though. These things…well they take time to heal. Just be prepared though, you know just as well as I do some things don’t mend as easily as bone.”
7
Tony readjusted the bandages and I took some of the pain medicine that Selena had prescribed. Tony stared at me for a few moments and then cleared his throat. Even though he was still noticeably aroused he shook his head and said, “Fuck. What a long day. I guess I’m gonna turn in since Gramps is situated. Hey if you need me, I’m done the hall on the very end on the right. I’ll be probably be up reading a book for a minute, just in case.”
“What?”
“Yeah. I found this awesome book about the Guamatelan coffee trade.”
“Wow. A man who studies his craft.”
“I also have some books on various ways to break kneecaps if you’re interested.”
I gave him a slightly worried look and he kept a serious expression for as long as possible until he said, “I’m just fucking with ya of course. There are none, I checked.”
We both laughed and he shut my door softly as he left. Ugh. Fuck. What was I doing? I pulled out my phone and texted Selena a quick replay of the evening just so she would be aware of my location. I rifled though some drawers in the room and found a pair of men’s sweatpants that had been left over from a previous guest and I was fortunate enough to find a super large and soft t-shirt to go with it. After getting dressed I stretched back out in bed this time getting under the blanket and soft sheets. They were the nicest sheets I think I’d ever been on in my life. I turned and groaned when I did, instantly regretting upsetting my ribs again. Fuck. What a day. At least I didn’t have to worry about Richard finding me. If he did I was confident that Amato could provide me some protection. I thought about the old man and wondered just how his friendship with Saul had somehow crumbled. I actually did want him to finish the rest of his story, but it could wait. He needed rest. We all did. Fuck. Tony. I rubbed my face against the pillow and recalled his strong hands once more. Damn. He was handsome and well built. I wondered why no woman had scooped him up yet. But once again, I chided myself. That was none of my business. I was still technically a married woman. After the last couple weeks, though I realized just how much of an asshole Richard was. I couldn’t see it because of my fucking what do you call them, rose-colored glasses, but I was done.
I drifted off still thinking about Tony, he was an asshole but then again total assholes don’t share their cheesecake with you. He always looked as if something dark was brewing behind those soft eyes though, like maybe a bit of the devil’s blood was mixed up in his whiskey. He had layers and I could certainly appreciate a man like him in my life now. I closed my eyes as the medication finally took affect and the pain subsided. My sleep though, would come easily. I was jolted awake by the sound of heavy boots kicking at the bottom of my door. My eyes popped open and I groaned sitting up quickly and looking at the clock. It was almost 4 am. Fuck. Panic rose up through my throat and my pulse quickened. I heard a voice looming in the hallway as the kicking at the door continued. Tony must have locked it before he left. “Marco! Where’s Polo?” The door caved a bit as I heard the crack of wood and saw the jagged edge. Another kick. Seeing the hinge loosen I felt sick to my stomach. Scanning the room for an exit, I realized that I had nowhere to go. A thud. The door opened and a very drunk Luciano appeared in what was left of the doorway. “Polo! Hey ya doc! I thought I’d come over so you could do a house call. Ya see I have one very large problem.”
Smelling the stench of alcohol coming through his pores, I wanted to wretch right there. I decided that maybe I could reason with the man or at least keep him talking until he passed out. I mean drunks usually don’t have an attention span in my experience. “Luciano! What the fuck are you thinking? Your grandfather’s going to kill you! Why are you up so late drinking?” Luciano only continued to lumber towards me. Yanking me up by the arm, he pulled me to a seated position and sat down beside me on the bed. I felt the spittle from his lips as he held my wrists and whispered into my ear, “I saw the way you were looking my way at dinner. I know you saw something you liked. I am after all a fine physical specimen. In fact, I think you should examine me right now.” I could tell Luciano wasn’t going anywhere. I screamed for help at the top of my lungs, attempting to run out of the room, but Luciano blocked me. “You’re not going anywhere, doc.” Overwhelming me with his strength he shoved me back down onto the bed and pressed his full weight against my body. I managed to get out a scream before he covered my mouth his hand, taking care not to leave enough skin exposed for me to bite. He had clearly did this before. I groaned and struggled to breathe as he pressed into my already hurt abdomen. As I struggled to thrash and keep him for ripping my oversized t-shirt off, I heard a distinctive voice in the entryway. “NO! Get the fuck away from her!”
In an instant Tony was against Luciano pulling him off and me. He quickly whirled the bigger man around and landed a punch square against his jaw. “You no good sack of shit. Stupid fucking drunk. I don’t know why Gramps wants you here anyway.” Luciano rolled on his back in the floor looking up at Tony with his lip split open. He threw back his head and began to laugh hysterically. “You don’t get it do you? Gramps needs us here because he’s gotten himself into some shit he can’t fix on his own. Let’s face it cuz… you’re in the family but you’re really a pathetic businessman.”
“You son of a bitch! I should just choke the fucking life out of you right now—.”
“Hey!!! I don’t know what the f
uck is going on it here, but I’m trying to fucking sleep!! Everyone just stop it right now!! Tony, step away from him. Luciano take your drunk ass downstairs and sleep on the couch until you sober up. I don’t want to see you sitting up at my breakfast table. Go. Now!” Tony did as instructed while Luciano rolled over and picked himself up off the floor, giving Tony a rough shove before brushing by Amato wordlessly. The older man watched him wander down the hallway to the staircase and hung his head in the doorway. “This is just a fucking mess. I’m sorry for my family, doc. Are you okay?”
I just nodded at the doctor, exhaling a shaky breath as I fought back tears. “You should be in bed resting, Amato. Tony and I will work on cleaning up this mess. Don’t worry about anything, it’s all good.”
“Yes. I—I’m suddenly very saddened, and also very tired. My apologies again, you also try to rest if you can.”
The old man slowly began walking down the hallway and I sat for a few moments just trying to gather my composure. I couldn’t speak and watched Tony as he swept up the remnants of the shattered door. His jaw muscles were still clenched in rage and his eyes were far away. I knew that he was wrestling with some shadows that I didn’t know anything about. After he disposed of some fragments, he knelt by the edge of the bed where I was sitting and wrapped his arms around me wordlessly. We remained that way for several minutes until he loosened his embrace and murmured in my ear, “You okay?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay then.”
His voice was low and husky and edged with a low growl that remained from his outburst at Luciano. Tony didn’t say anything else, but to my surprise he slid his arms underneath my elbows and stood up with both of us. He effortlessly shifted my frame and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me down the hallway. I relaxed in his arms and let him wisp me away to the end of the corridor where his room was located. He opened the door and locked it behind him. He then gently stretched me out on his bed after cleaning off his stack of books with one hand. He wasn’t joking, he really was reading it seemed. Tony stretched me out on the mattress and then laid down beside me. He brushed some hair out of my eyes and placed his hand gently on my stomach before taking his hand and caressing my cheek. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Why the fuck was it that he made everything else just feel like one dream? He did though and I wasn’t going to resist a chance at true happiness. I had settled when I married Richard, I wouldn’t settle this time. He inched closer to me and I opened my eyes to find him staring at me. “Tony, what is this?”
“You need to sleep here tonight. I’ll keep you safe in case they decide to come back.”
“What else?”
“Um… you need to sleep here tonight so I can have you all to myself. Doc…I don’t know what to say, I’ve never really been good with words, just good with my fists. It’s true what Luciano said. I’m not a good businessman at all, and I really don’t have patience with numbers, but I do know how to make people happy. I promise if you stay here with me, you’ll be happy.”
I cleared my throat and felt the heat rise between us and I slid myself closer to him. Our hips were touching and put my hands around his back. “Ya know Tony… there’s some things I’m not good at either. I’m not good at judging character in case you haven’t noticed by now. I’m not good at taking orders, but I think if I stay here tonight I could deal with taking some orders from you.”
Tony grinned at me then, his eyes sparkling. “Well then doc. There won’t be any doctor’s orders tonight. Come here. Enough talking.” He pulled me closer to him and I caressed the side of his cheek, feeling the scratchy dark stubble which had formed there during the course of the day. He didn’t seem to mind it and I found myself wondering what he would look like with a full beard. He looked at me with his eyes still smoldering. I ran my hands down his back and felt the expanse of his powerful shoulders. He groaned appreciatively and shifted his weight so that he was on top of me and we faced each other. He took care to avoid placing extra pressure against my swollen and bruised abdomen, but he managed to free himself from his stupor long enough to pull my oversized t-shirt over my head and fling it across the room. It was the third time he had seen me in an undressed state and somehow even in the worst case scenarios, he made me feel sexy. He made me feel more wanted than Richard had in our entire marriage in just one evening. I knew it was inevitable. He did too, we were fated to be together and I refused to wait any longer. Placing both hands along the sides of his face, I pulled him to me, our mouths meeting in a fierce kiss. He was raw power and unbridled emotion while I was more cerebral. While we were complete opposites in life, we were completely in sync in bed.
8
Our kisses became more heated and Tony then brought his lips to the side of my neck, pausing to lick and whisper hotly in my ear, “Yeah?” I could do nothing but shiver and nod as I arched myself further into him for more contact. All I knew was that he had me on fire from the inside out. He then pulled off his own t-shirt and I swallowed a lump that formed in my throat. The man was built. His broad chest and massive shoulders made my heart beat even faster as I placed my hands on his chest. He smiled as me and nodded slightly as I ran my hands down his body and pulled at the belt loops on his pants. In turn he quickly reached down and in one motion pulled off my stretchy sleep pants, also removing my already ruined panties in one swoop. He never took his eyes off of me, even when afterwards he quickly popped the button on his pants and slid them down his legs. Wow. I couldn’t help staring at his muscular thighs and eyed the cut on his groin before my eyes hungrily traced it to his full, thick cock, which had grown to a nice hardness under my gaze. Did I know this would complicate my life immeasurably? Absolutely. Seeing Tony in all his glory though, I really didn’t care at that point. I need him just as the hunger in his eyes let me know he needed me just as badly. After undressing he came back to me quickly and immediately kissed me deeply once more. Tony then moved his hands further down my body. I arched my back as he moved his mouth further down my body planting little kisses as he went, leaving goose bumps where his lips departed my skin. He soon found my breasts and took his time sucking my hard nipples in between his lips and then licking them slowly. I bit my lip and stifled a moan as he continued teasing me. Breathlessly I whispered, “Tony.” That’s all it took for the man to up the ante.
He quickly parted my legs with his arms, and looked to me. I only slightly nodded with my eyes still half-closed in pleasure. I knew that I was more than ready for him as I felt pools of moisture practically covering my lower region. Still taking care to avoid my injury or any additional bruising he quickly inserted himself into my folds and all I could do was loll my head back, panting at the contact I was so desperately craving. He felt good inside me and filled me up, but I still needed more. “Tony!”
“Just relax, babe. I’ve got you.”
I moaned in response as he plunged deeper into me and began his slow rhythm, bucking his hips in time with my moans. I relaxed into his movements, and then unexpectedly he dipped his mean down and buried his head against my folds. While his cock grew even harder inside of me, he gave me a few good pumps before rubbing his hand against my pussy and circling my clit. He then removed his hand and found my throbbing clit with his wide, broad tongue. I stopped breathing at that point. The man knew exactly what he was doing. He teased me with the very tip of his tongue before slamming into me. I trashed against the sheets, attempting to find some way to stop the waves of pleasure rippling through my body, but there was no way to go. He suddenly stopped and waited for me to catch my breath. He smiled coldly at me before saying, “I thought I told you to relax.”
“Oooh….fuck! Fuck you, Tony!”
“Haha! What’s wrong, doc? Not getting the relief you need?”
I reached up to grab his cock and move against him once more, but he only grabbed my wrists and held then over my head. He kissed me once more, nipping at my neck before saying, “I can stay hard for hours. You’re going to have
to learn to be patient.” He then pulled out and made his way up my body slowly. I knew exactly what he wanted. I eagerly wanted to extend out lovemaking session for as long as possible, but at the same time I wanted him to get a taste of his own medicine. His hands were still gently clasping my wrists so I couldn’t reach out for him, but I arched my neck up when he got close to my mouth. His dick was still coated in my own juices and as I took it into my mouth, it tasted of our fluids mixed together. He closed his eyes and I heard him mumble, “Fuck, doc.” I sucked his shaft hard and fast before stopping my motions to lick the very tip of his dick, causing him to groan and bite his own lip. I then looked at him and pointedly said, “Just relax, babe. I’ve got you.”
He chuckled and allowed me to work. As a doctor, I had an extreme understanding of how the body worked. I used this to my advantage, taking my time to lavish him with a slow barrage of suction and licks until I dipped my head and sucked him to the point of almost coming hard and fast. Before he could finish, he pushed me back against the pillows before departing, spreading my legs wider again while saying, “You testing my limits, doc? I think I may go ahead and test yours too.” This time he immediately began circling my clit with a thumb, he would release my hands only to pinch a nipple or grab my ass. I was panting and desperately needing to cum but he only insisted on bringing me to the brink every time before he would stop and switch his focus to another area of my body. I was seeing stars before he finally whispered in my ear, “I can’t take it anymore, and are you ready doc?” I nodded weakly and that’s all the permission he needed. He picked up his tempo and ground his hips against mine. The room was filled with the heat between us and the scent of our lovemaking. This time Tony didn’t stop. He pounded into me with an intensity that was unparalleled by any other man I’d ever been with. He was focused on one thing and that was getting us both off as quickly as possible. With his expert motions, it didn’t take long before I freed my hands just to dig my nails into his back and the electric sensation that was stretching through my veins overtook any semblance of common sense I had. As I panted and moaned underneath him my muscles finally contracted and I surrendered myself to crash of an orgasm. When I came, Tony did as well. I was amazed at his stamina and his ability to keep his own ejaculation at bay while he waited for me to spasm below him. “Oh, fuck Tony!” I cried his name one final time as I finished my squirming. He then rolled over and collapsed himself. It took me several minutes to regain my breath not to mention composure. Damn. The man could fuck. That almost made the fiasco with his family worth it. Almost. Ah who the fuck was I kidding? He gazed at me with a sleepy smile on his face while he ran a hand through my long tresses and I knew then I was screwed. He was the first of us to speak. “That was absolutely amazing Rachel.”
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