Page 37 of Blood & Loyalties
“I really don’t have time,” she started, making my hopes of her keeping quiet vanish.
“You fucking do. I need breakfast before you go.”
Her body quivered as she complied, spreading her legs and giving me a beautiful shot of her pussy. I knelt down and sunk my face into the crook of her ass then annihilated her pussy. As I licked every crease, including her asshole, she panted and mewled. It was such a fucking turn on. I raised her leg to get better access, and she gripped one of the bars in the shower tightly, balancing herself.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, throwing her head back.
When I pulled her clit into my mouth and sucked hard, her body set off as noises from Catarina filled the shower. I rose quickly and sunk into her heat. Having her surround every fucking inch of me was heaven.
The noises kept coming as I pummeled fast. My grip on her hips was so tight she would be wearing my bruises for a few days, and damn if that thought didn’t send my hips into a piston. I reached around and rubbed her clit, hard and fast, she tightened around my shaft, setting off again, and I followed.
After cleaning her up a second time, I left her to get dressed. I would love to fall back into bed, but I had shit to do and so did she. I texted Dan for my bag, which he said was by the door already. I quickly changed and headed downstairs.
Walking into the kitchen, I already smelled the hot brew I needed to awaken. Dan and Brett were at the table, gorging on cereal.
“Hey, boss,” they said in unison, continuing to eat, not skipping a beat. I grabbed a cup and sat with them.
“We’ll more than likely have to go after the meeting today, so be ready to pack shit up.”
As they nodded and continued eating, a wave of despair hit me. The previous night was more than likely the last night I would hold her in my arms. I closed my eyes and shook the thoughts from my head. I had known this was coming. It wasn’t a big deal, right? She’s just a woman.Right. Keep telling yourself that, asshole.
“Make yourself at home,” Catarina called from the hallway, looking absolutely edible in her skirt and dress shirt.
“Don’t mind if I do,” I smiled, but even I could feel it was forced.
“Look, I’ve gotta go. Kiera’s running late, and Dune’s bringing her in a bit. I have a meeting, so I gotta run.”
I moved fast, blocking her path. “I’m taking you to dinner tonight. Be ready at seven.” I couldn’t leave without one more night with her, one more way to show her that I’d be thinking about her. I knew I was changing up the plans I told the guys, but they’d deal with it because I wasn’t ready to leave her yet.
“Fine,” she huffed. I could see part of her was still wondering about Maria, but she was at least willing to give me the benefit of the doubt.
“Forget something?”
She looked over her body and at her purse, opening it up and rifling through the contents.
“Nope.” She began to move away.
Grabbing her arm, I twirled her around and kissed her beautiful lips, tasting her strawberry lip gloss, which I kept eating up.
She slowly pulled away. “I have to go.” She gave me one small peck, and then out the door she went.
I slouched down in the chair. Fuck. I could get seriously used to that.
“What areyou going to do about this shit?” Vino questioned from the head of the table, throwing papers in front of us.
I looked briefly, but it was just more proof that Zan was trying to fuck us over.
“Take him out. I’ll get the boys and do it fast.”
“Good. And Damian?” Vino asked. Damian was Zan’s kid, and while he didn’t work directly for us, he did work for his father as an extension. If Zan was going down, so would Damian.
“Same as Zan,” I replied, lacing my fingers together in front of me.
“Have Vinny or Diego pull up any of Zan’s associates. They’ll need to be dealt with as well,” Vino snapped, obviously pissed.
I nodded, keeping my thoughts in check.
“You leave today, yeah?” Sal asked, raising his brow, and I could tell there were so many questions running through his head. I knew it was coming.
