Page 10 of Grease Monkey

“What can I do for you, Mr. Gilbert? I’m assuming there’s a reason for this call. You’ve had my number all this time and haven’t used it before now.”

“I got married today. To Gwendolyn Montcliff.”

He let out a whistle. “How did you get the pampered princess away from her daddy? Last I’d heard, he planned to use her to sweeten a few deals he has going. You know I don’t agree with pimping your own flesh and blood, but that man isn’t above it.”

“Her car broke down and I came to the rescue. To make a long story short, we’re in Vegas and we just got married. But I think Gregory is going to cause trouble. In fact, he may already be on his way here.”

“And you want me to intercept him? To run him off? To make him disappear for good? What precisely do you want to happen?”

All of the above?No. He was Gwennie’s dad, even if he was a rotten bastard of the first order.

“I need him to understand that Gwennie is mine now. I don’t want him to contact her. I sure as hell don’t want him to try taking her from me. He needs to know there will be consequences if he tries.”

It was quiet on the other end of the phone for several minutes and I worried I’d overstepped my bounds. Not many guys could make me tremble in my boots, but Salvatore Scarlioni was one of the ones who could. The bastard was ice cold and had a dead look in his eyes. He was a man who got things done, no matter the cost, and it never so much as gave his conscience a twinge. I’d known when I made the call that I wasn’t getting out of this unscathed. The question was what would he demand in return? Any price would be worth it. I’d do anything for my princess.

“I’ll help you, but you’re going to owe me a favor. I don’t know yet what it will be, or when. It could be next week or five years from now, but when I call, you will come. Understood?”

“Yes. Whatever it is, I’ll do it. I just need to know that my wife is safe.”

“Very well. I will extend the protection of the Scarlioni name to your Gwennie, and I’ll make sure that Mr. Montcliff understands that you and your business are to remain untouched as well. He’s not going to take this well.”

“I know. Thank you, Mr. Scarlioni. I appreciate your willingness to help. Whenever you’re ready for that favor, call and I’ll answer. Although, if I’m balls deep inside my wife, it may go to voicemail. Just sayin’.”

Salvatore chuckled. “In that instance, I wouldn’t blame you. From what I remember of Gwendolyn Montcliff she’s quite fetching. Enjoy your honeymoon, Mr. Gilbert. I’ll be in touch.”

The dial tone greeted my ear and I hung up the phone. That hadn’t been as hard as I’d thought it would, and at least I had peace of mind now. Even if her father was in Vegas this very moment, he wouldn’t be looking for us anymore. This might make for awkward family reunions in the Montcliff house, but I would be happy if Gwennie never saw the man again. I wasn’t enough of an asshole to tell her she could never visit though. I’d just be worried as fuck until she returned home each time. I wondered if it would be too over the top to install a tracker in her.

I stripped out of my clothes and rummaged through the sacks in the living room. After selecting two of the special items I’d purchased, I went into the bathroom to join my blushing bride. I couldn’t help but smile when I saw she’d fallen asleep in the tub, and I knew just the way to wake her up. I set the toys on the floor beside the tub and slowly climbed in, trying not to disturb her. Pulling her legs apart, I settled between her splayed thighs, on my knees, facing her. I picked up one of her surprises and turned it on, a gentle whirring sound filling the air.

With a wicked grin, I stuck the toy beneath the surface of the water and teased the lips of her pussy with it. Gwennie moaned and arched her back a little. God she was sexy as hell. The bubbles lapped against the swells of her breasts and I wished those pretty pink nipples would peek above the surface. I’d bet money they were hard right now.

I teased her clit with the vibrator and watched a rosy hue climb her neck and settled in her cheeks. Her eyes opened to slits and she blinked at me sleepily. I swirled the toy over her clit again and her thighs squeezed me. I knew what she wanted. She wanted my cock, but she wasn’t getting it. Not yet anyway. I could tell when she was getting close and I backed off, wanting the moment to last longer. I wanted her every bit as desperate for me as I was for her.

“Please, Lance.”

“Please what, princess?”

“Make me come.”

“Only if you offer up those gorgeous tits to me. I want to see those pretty nipples when you come.”

She moaned and cupped her breasts, lifting them out of the water. Droplets dripped from the points of her hard nipples and I ached to lick them. This wasn’t about me though, right now was about Gwennie. I watched as she came apart, crying out her release. My cock was so fucking hard I was in agony, but it was the sweetest kind of torture.

I turned off the toy and tossed it aside before gathering her in my arms. Her legs slipped around my waist and my dick brushed against her slit. He was a hungry bastard and wanted in. She wiggled against me and made little frustrated huffing sounds. I smiled as I realized she was trying to squirm until my dick slipped inside of her. All she had to do was ask.

“You know I’ll give you anything you want, right, princess? As long as it’s within my power to give it to you.”

“Anything?” she asked.

I nodded.

She leaned closer and nipped my ear, making my cock jerk. “Then put that big dick inside of me and fuck me until you fill me with your cum.”

Holy shit! Hearing those dirty words come out of such a pristine woman was almost enough to make me come on the spot. I gripped her waist and lifted her up, then eased her down on my cock. She moaned and tipped her head back as I filled her. I helped her ride me, the water sloshing over the side of the tub. I didn’t care if we flooded the whole damn bathroom as long as she kept squeezing my dick like that.

I was too far gone to last very long, but I refused to come before she did. My thumb tapped her clit until she was screaming my name and coating my dick with her cream, and then I let loose. That hadn’t quite been what I’d thought would happen for our first time as husband and wife, but Gwennie didn’t seem to be complaining. I’d thought I would ravage her in a bed and we’d go all night long, but I could see the shadows under her eyes and I realized she needed sleep more than she needed my cock all night long.

I lifted her off my cock and she sank into the water again. She looked flushed and well pleasured. There was still the matter of the toy sitting beside the tub, the one I hadn’t used yet.

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