Page 72 of Forbidden Cravings

“Sounds like you’ve got a pissed off woman to deal with and I can tell you from experience, my sister is a handful when she pissed.”

“I know she is, but she understands there are consequences if she acts up.” The phone went dead, leaving that thought in my head. I hoped his punishments weren’t anything like mine because that was disturbing. I shook the image from my mind, meeting Casey’s bright eyes.

“They moved the wedding up?” she asked, almost bouncing in her seat.

“Yeah, sounds like it.”

She leaned into me. “That means wedding planning, wedding dress shopping, bridal showers. I wonder if she’ll make me her maid of honor.” She bit her lip, a worry crease forming between her eyes.

“Of course she will. And I bet you’ll look stunning all dressed up in one of those fancy dresses, a pair of sexy stilettos, your curls all done up.” The thought made my dick twitch. There wasn’t a speck of Casey’s body that didn’t turn me on. She had curves that were never ending, and I had touched, kissed, and licked every one.

“Why are you grinning like that?” she asked, a subtle blush filling her cheeks.

“Just thinking of you with no panties on under that bridesmaid dress and those luscious tits of yours spilling over the top of the dress.” Even picturing her that way was making me hard. “Although maybe that’s not such a good idea, I don’t want other men staring at my girl.”

She gave me a kiss, giggling against my lips and I pushed her back on the couch, pulling her legs out from under her so that she was laying down as I hovered over her.

“I think I need a taste of you, sweetheart,” I muttered between kisses.

My phone rang again, and I groaned, pulling away. She jerked me back to her, saying, “Ignore it.”

“No can do. You know the rules.” She came first, but I always took business calls.

She whined, but I took my phone back out, seeing Donelli’s number. Sitting back, I answered, running my hand down the length of her body.

“Brinks,” Tony said.

“Why are you calling from your father’s phone?”

“Pops is handing the business over to me. Now that I’m recuperating, he says it’s time to bring me all the way in. That means I’m the voice and the face of the family now.”

“That’s not terrifying,” I muttered.

“I’m ready this time, Mason. I wasn’t before, but seeing death so close has changed me.”

I wanted to say I’d see with time, but I kept my mouth shut, letting him ramble about his near-death reawakening. The bullets had missed his major organs, and they’d sent him home from the hospital with a new lease on life and the scars to prove it.

“What do you want, Tony?”

“Pops is calling in the favor he asked of you. Remember how Tirenti’s son was harassing my sister?”

My insides clenched because I’d hoped with all that had gone down, Donelli would forget about his proposal for us to help Angie.

“Yes,” I said with some hesitation.

I looked over at Casey. She’d wiggled out of her jeans, her tiny thong the only thing blocking me from tasting her like I’d planned.

“That’s a dirty move,” I mouthed.

“Well, he’s back at it,” Tony continued as my eyes followed the path of Casey’s leg where she bent it. “He and his fatherwere here for a business meeting, and he made a move on Angie. The prick touched my sister. I about killed him, but there’s tension between our families, so I held back.” That tension was worrisome, especially after Tides’ comment about them. I’d need to pay them a visit to remind them who had bailed them out when they were struggling to keep hold of their territory.

“I’m proud of you, Tony. That was a big thing to do. I would have cut his hands off and stuffed them up his ass.”

By now, Casey had her shirt and bra off, her breasts staring temptingly at me. I wiped my hand over my face as Tony bragged again about how he was a changed man. Ignoring him, I cupped her breast, leaning forward and flicking my tongue over her nipple. She bit her bottom lip, letting her head fall back.

“Are we done, Tony?” I said, hearing how hoarse my voice had become. I wanted Casey so badly I was aching for her.

“No, we’re not. I need you to take Angie. You told pops that the fake marriage with Tyson would be okay.”

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