La Bocca (the mouth) (The Spitfire)

by Silver, Jordan

  Just for kicks I gave a little grind on his goods, that'll teach him. Maybe not. His mouth was on mine again and I was swallowing his tongue.

  Chapter 8

  It's back to work for me, I haven't seen the boss yet since I arrived maybe I'll get lucky and he'll stay out of my business.

  “What the fuck, mouth what're you doing?”

  Oops spoke too soon.

  Apparently that James guy hadn't cashed in his ticket last night; good for him, I had more important things to deal with right now than his stupid ass.

  I have to deal with this crazy ass man who seems to think he could tell me what to do. Uh huh that's gonna work.

  "I'm working the floor."

  "No! You're not."

  'Why not?" Oh he wanted to clip me one, instead he was back to pulling out his hair or at least giving a good impression of it.

  "Were you not there when that fucking asshole grabbed your ass?"

  "Oh please Copernicus, guys have been grabbing my ass since forever....."

  "What the fuck, who?" He looked ready to commit murder.

  I just gave him a look, he was mental, then again all mobster types usually were, at least that's my take.

  "Never mind all that, I have to get back on the floor. You kept me off last night, apparently so you could get off, how'd that work out for you?" I smirked at him, this guy was so easy to work up, just call him a few names, ignore a couple of his dictates and he was ready to strangle me, sheesh, like now, he was looking at me like he wanted to chuck me out the window , hah.

  See, I knew she was going to drive me fucking crazy, bat shit just like she is. She'd tried to bite off my tongue last night, crazy nut. Like she hadn't enjoyed it.

  I know she'd been enjoying it just fine until the fucking guys knocked on the door, I'll be ready for her later though.

  "I don't need your ass on the fucking floor, how many mother-fuckers you want me to have to kill?"

  "Oh my! the light's on but nobody's home."She shook her head like I was a lost cause or some shit.

  "Say what now."

  "Nothing, nothing, just talking to myself."

  "Do that a lot do ya?"

  "What's it to ya, now back to business, I'm going back to the floor and you can't stop me, I have rights you know. If you're so worried about it tell your patrons to keep their filthy hands to themselves, not just me, but all the girls."

  Like I give a fuck about all the girls, some of them encouraged that shit, though I didn't want that shit in my place. I don't peddle flesh, ma would scalp my ass, 'nough said.

  What the fuck am I gonna do with crazy chick, couldn't she understand that I would've killed that fucker last night if my boys hadn't pulled me off of him? The next mother-fucker might not get off so easy.

  "How about behind the bar?"

  "Don't know shit about mixing drinks."

  "I know! You can work on the books."

  "You been dropped on your head one time too many. I, am, going, back, on, the, floor.” She folded her arms after giving me shit.

  Oh hell, I knew I should never have brought her here, now I'll never get any work done worrying about somebody's hands on her ass. Fuck me.

  "Fine, go on the floor, but if I end up killing a mother-fucker it's on you."

  "Oh yeah, who're the other hundred or so on Bugsy Siegel?"

  This fucking girl.

  "Get to work will ya?"

  She flounced off in her little skirt and tight top, she was going to drive me up the fucking wall, I just knew it.

  I watched her for a while on camera, everything seemed cool, I had Dom one of the bouncers on her from afar and they all knew if anything jumped off involving her they were to call me.

  What they thought of that edict I didn't know and didn't give a fuck.

  I finally got some work done since pain in the ass seemed to be staying out of trouble so far.

  At around three in the morning which was closing time I had Mikey go get her and bring her up to my office. There was no sense in her taking a cab when we were going to the same place.

  She came through the door huffing and puffing while pulling off her shoes.

  "My dogs aren't barking, they've crawled into a hole and died." She dropped down on the couch.

  "Dogs, what dogs, you're not allowed to have dogs in my building."

  They all started laughing, her, Mikey and Vinnie.

  "What the fuck's so funny?"

  "It's an expression moron, it means my feet hurt." She rolled her eyes at me like I was fucking stupid.

  "Why the fuck didn't you just say that shit, the fuck you keep talking in riddles, I look like I have time to decipher code. If your feet hurt sit down, put them up and I'll take you home soon.

  "You're such a sweetheart, how can I resist?"

  One clip to the chin, please just one, who could blame me really, crazy ass nut job. Dogs barking and shit, and those two assholes weren't any better, laughing their fucking heads off, the fucks.

  We were halfway home when the attack happened, they came at us from all sides, guns blazing, stupid fucks as if I'd let them corner me.

  Two cars tried to box us in; one in front and one behind, what they didn't know was that I always had a trailer a few cars back for situations just like this, not to mention the only thing piercing this fucking tank on wheels is a drone.

  I still pulled her head down just to be safe, while my guys took charge. My driver could outmaneuver Andretti on a bad day, no fear, just drive right through those fucks, they weren't expecting that shit, they expected us to try to evade fuck that shit.

  I had the phone to my ear and my other hand on her head holding her down even though nothing was getting through my shit, but you never know.

  "Who?"

  I got the answer and hung up, I guess the fucks wanted a war after all.

  "Who?" Mikey asked.

  "Stacco."

  If I had been paying closer attention I would've noticed the sudden tension in Arianna's body.

  Chapter 9

  My guys pulled into the underground parking garage beneath my building after my security detail ascertained it hadn't been breached.

  My would be attackers were roasting their nuts up on the boulevard, good luck with identifying them.

  I pulled mouth out the car behind me; she seemed no worse for wear for all that she'd been shot at.

  Crazy lady was acting like it was par for the course.

  I appeared calm on the outside, but inside I was coldly furious. Stacco was a dead fuck. He'd played his hand and lost, amateur fucker.

  "You doing okay there mouth?" I checked her over more closely to make sure she wasn't in shock or some shit.

  "Oh just peachy, tell me again why it makes more sense for me to catch a ride with you than taking a cab? If I knew I would be trying out for a part in A Bronx tale, I would've dressed more appropriately."

  Did I say this bitch was crazy, certifiable?

  Where were the tears and recriminations, the screaming and accusations? Why wasn't she screaming nine one one like any rational woman would be?

  "You're coming home with me." We were on our way up in the elevator.

  I pulled her to my door when we reached our floor, there was no way I was letting her out of my sight.

  For some fucking reason I was more worried about her safety than my own. If they'd fucking hurt her I would've hunted the fuckers down and killed them with my bare hands.

  As it was I planned on going after them as soon as fucking possible, the father and the fucking son, I'm going to obliterate the whole fucking family 'til there was none of those fucks left.

  "I'm thinking hanging with you might be detrimental to my health. I don't fare so good when messing with you Lucky Luciano."

  "Do you ever shut the fuck up?"

  "Yep, when I'm alone in my own place, which is exactly where I'll be in one, two, three."

  I pulled her through the fucking door and kissed the fuck outta her, it was
the only way I knew of to shut her the fuck up. Plus, I needed it.

  I had her up against the wall, her legs wrapped around me as I ground my hard on into her softness. I knew I was past the point of no return, I knew this is exactly where I wanted us to end up since that first day in my office, I just thought it would take me longer to get her on board.

  Adrenaline pumped through me like a force field, I ravaged her mouth as I tore her panties from her body and got my pants opened, I didn't hear stop so I kept going. She was already wet for me which made me groan into her mouth with appreciation.

  I pushed into her body and got stopped cold; my mind couldn't quite process what my body was feeling.

  "Fuck me, you're kidding right?"

  "Surprise." She was as gone as I was, her hands in my hair, nails digging into my scalp, made me want to devour her.

  "It's too late, I can't stop." My hips thrust against hers again and again.

  "Who asked you to De Sade?"

  That fucking mouth.

  She'd screamed when I breached her.

  Untouched and I'd taken her like a rutting animal, up against the fucking wall, no finesse, but that's what she did to me.

  She drove me over the edge. I tried to go easy, bring some tenderness into the game but no dice, I was too far gone to pull back, I could only try to bring her along with me by touching her with my fingers right where she needed me to.

  She squeezed down on me and my fucking knees almost buckled.

  "That's right baby, take what you need from me."

  She felt better than anything I had ever experienced before in my life, soft, hot, wet, mine.

  This changed everything, she was never getting away from me now, there was no way I was giving up this treasure.

  Fuck, I knew she was going to be trouble.

  She's asleep, I wore the poor girl out, who knew that virgin pussy would be that addictive; it was like I couldn't get enough of her body.

  After that first time I'd had her in the shower, in the living room on the couch and then again in bed before sleep claimed us.

  With all the fucking going on there was no time for questions thank heaven and her mouth had been otherwise occupied so she couldn't keep throwing names of gangsters at me in between insults. She was a real piece of work.

  A fucking virgin, who the fuck would ever believe that shit, with that mouth of hers it was hard to grasp, well no one else would ever have to wonder about it because no other mother-fucker was ever getting near her ,I'd kill them both.

  I stamped my claim on that shit last night, the only thing I didn't do was brand the shit with a branding iron, and I couldn't wait to hit it again this morning either.

  I'd taken care of her afterwards, I'm not a complete animal, I knew she would have a little discomfort after the way I kept after her so I'd given her a nice hot bath and rubbed some salve inside her to help ease the sting, she should be nice and ready for me when she finally woke up. If I could wait that long.

  "Come on mouth wake up." I bit her ear lightly, of course crazy lady couldn't act like any other rational woman after a night of hot sex, no she came up swinging, almost caught me a good one too.

  "Easy there slugger it's just me."

  She seemed confused for all of one minute before the fog seemed to clear, before she could come completely to her senses and start talking at me I slid home.

  Sweet, soft, lush, damn, had anything ever felt this good around my dick before, I don't remember it. I took her mouth in a deep kiss as our bodies danced together.

  I hadn't realized how small she was before, she had such a big fucking mouth I forgot she was just a mere five two or three, I towered over her in the bed, but it didn't matter, the relevant parts fit perfectly.

  I don't think I'd ever been this close to another human being in my life, it felt as though I needed to draw her into me, her legs clutched at me as her nails dug into my back and ass.

  I could do this shit all day, if I wasn't careful she'd have me just as whipped as those two fucks Mikey and Vinnie, and I really didn't need to be thinking about how they got that way at this moment in time.

  "Cum Arianna." I bit into her neck as I ground myself against her little love nub sending her into paroxysms of ecstasy. We both cried out from the pleasure as I emptied myself inside her.

  It was time to talk, there were some things that had to be put on the table, not least of all was the fact that she now belonged to me, I had no doubt she'd try to fight me on that but it didn't matter, my mind was made up, she gave me her virginity, I held that shit in high regard,

  I was gonna put a ring on it like the song said, first chance I get even if I have to hog tie her ass and get her to the church. I fully expected it to come to that, which means I'm just as fucked in the head as she is.

  I cornered her in the bath tub, I'd run us a nice hot bath with some sea side smelling bath salts, she was quiet this morning and I wondered if that was a regular occurrence or just her natural shyness after last night and this morning . Hopefully this was her norm in the mornings at least then I was sure to get some peace and quiet out of some part of the day.

  "So Machiavelli you've deflowered little old me, what do you plan to do with me now, toss me aside like yesterday's news?"

  "I plan to drag your ass in front of a priest as soon as my ma can arrange that shit." That got your attention. She sat up like something stung her on the ass.

  "Are you on something, you do know crack kills right?"

  Yeah, I wanted to spend the next fifty years listening to this shit, like I didn't have enough of this shit when I was a kid, surrounded by crazy ass women. Shit can you imagine Sunday dinners at the house, damn, her and my two sisters together, that almost scared me more than being shot at.

  I chose to ignore her question since we were getting hitched with or without her consent.

  "So, who all was shooting at you last night, a disgruntled husband perchance?" she had the nerve to bat her fucking lashes at me.

  "I don't poach on other people's territory how insulting."

  "Don't get your panties in a bunch there Shawna baby, sheesh."

  I should just drown her now save myself the fucking aggravation.

  "Wasn't no Shawna that popped that cherry babe."

  Oh fuck the mouth could blush, get the fuck out, she was pulling her hair into her face to hide it. Well well well looks like I finally found a way to shut her up.

  "Any way to answer your question it's nothing for you to worry about, they were after me, I doubt they even know who you are. They'll be dealt with soon enough anyway so put it out of your head.

  "Sure, why don't I just forget the whole thing, you said something about Stacco, is that the name of a person or a paint job?"

  "It's Stacco not stucco, stucco is a binder used......."

  "Yeah I really need a lesson in decorative house art from you right now Professor X."

  “Did you just call me a mutant?"

  "If the green fits baby.....hey......"

  I pulled her under water by her feet, she came up spluttering and I'm sure ready for battle.

  "Settle the fuck down will ya, damn it's too fucking early for this shit, now forget everything you heard last night, that's the end of it."

  "You're a poor demented soul aren't you, bless your heart."

  I could only sigh and close my eyes to escape the insanity that was my life.

  "Anyway, I need to go home at some point because I can't work in the same clothes as last night."

  "My wife isn't working in no fucking club are you bent."

  "You be sure and tell that poor beleaguered woman I send my condolences, now back to me and my need for clean clothes."

  I threw the washcloth at her fucking head.

  "Oh thank you." She started washing her arms with it.

  What am I gonna do with this woman; she'll have me in an early grave faster than my enemy's bullet.

  Needless to say we spent the rest of the day argui
ng until I got frustrated enough to lock her in the bedroom with no way out. You can imagine the curses that were heaped on my head.

  "You do realize you just cursed your own firstborn son don't you, since the only sons I will be having will be coming from you."

  She tried to scream the fucking place down after that.

  "Having trouble there boss, you need a hand with that?"

  "Why don't you see to your own affairs and leave mine alone Mikey, you jerk?"

  "Just trying to be helpful bro, you ready to go to work or you need some more time with the little lady?"

  "Let's go and shut the fuck up."

  "Seriously though man, congratulations."

  "What the fuck are you talking about?"

  "Dude that little lady is so your wife."

  "What do you mean?"

  "Dude where the fuck have you been she's had you going in circles the last few weeks, I've known you damn near our whole lives and I've never seen you so gone over a chick before."

  What the fuck, he couldn't be right, could he, nah, I was just marrying mouth out of honor, it was the right thing to do after taking her virginity, it's what ma would expect. That's right I'm doing it for ma. I could live with that, Mikey was a douche he didn't know what the fuck he was talking about.

  "What are you a fucking old woman, let's get the fuck outta here before mouth breaks out and fucks us both up."

  "Bro you can't leave her in there all night."

  "I know that you ass, I plan on coming back early after I know what the fuck is going on with the search for Stacco."

  He started humming some shit under his breath and shaking his head at me.

  "What?"

  "Nothing."

  "Then shut the fuck up."

  "Didn't say a word bro."

  “Then stop thinking whatever you're thinking so fucking loud."

  "Damn bro, she's rubbing off on you already."

  “You better run you fuck." He dodged the blow I threw at his head and ran to the elevator, just what I needed; now him and the other one would be yakking my fucking ears off all day about this shit.