Page 29 of The Sicilian Heir
I didn't even hesitate. "Yes, sir," I howled.
"Say it, say you're mine, little lotus." He stopped his swats and I sobbed in relief.
"I'm yours, all yours forever," I screamed, and Vito thrust himself deep inside me. A low, guttural animal noise rose from my chest and escaped out my mouth. Ignoring the throbbing of my sore, punished skin, I tuned back into reality as Vito made promises on each thrust.
"You're mine."Thrust. "I'll never let you go."Thrust."I'll kill for you."Thrust."You'll never leave."Thrust."Mine."
I clamped down on him as my orgasm rushed through my body.
Vito roared behind me, chasing down his own pleasure. When he started spurting inside, I collapsed completely on the floor, bringing Vito down with me. He tried to keep his body weight off me. Finally, he just got up and picked me up, stumbling back onto the bed until I was spread on top of him. We were both sweaty and exhausted. Everything around me was hazy. I was feeling delirious and happy.
I stayed snuggled against Vito until his breathing petered out. My throat was raw and dry from the screaming, so I climbed out of bed quietly and slowly. I threw on Vito's shirt and padded downstairs to get a glass of water. No one was around as I opened the fridge and pulled out a chilled bottle of water. As the door closed plunging me in darkness, the light overhead light clicked on. I jumped in surprise. I spun around on a squeal and saw Nick standing in the kitchen doorway.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him, one hand clutched to my chest from fright.
His eyebrows were raised like I should already know why he was here. "I was hungry," he mumbled.
"Not here, here. I mean what are you doing in Philadelphia? Is Rose with you? Where is she?"
Nick raised a hand in front of him, trying to stop the barrage of questions I was throwing his way. "No, she isn't. I had a meeting." He slunk toward the fridge and grabbed food to make a sandwich.
I scrunched my eyes at him in suspicion. "The fuck you mean, you had a meeting?" My hands were on my hips and I was ready to fight.
Nick shrugged, keeping his head down and focusing on the task at hand. "Vito needed me so I came. No big deal."
I saw a flash of deceit on his face and blew my top. "You lying son of a bitch. You left your grievingwifealone for ameeting,"I threw as much disgust in my voice as I could. I wanted him to know I didn't believe what he was saying.
"I had to come, and she wasn't fit for travel." He still wasn't looking at me.
"I've known you a long time, Nick, and in all that time, I've never once been disappointed in you as a friend. Until today. Grow a pair of balls, Nick. Rosalina doesn't deserve this shit."
Before I could dress him down anymore, he went off on me. "She wasn't the only one who lost a child!" he screamed in my face.
My butterfly knife was at his throat before he could take another breath. We were both breathing hard. Tempers were high. "Go the fuck home and take care of this shit, asshole. I don't give a fuck what you're feeling. Hop on the jet and see your wife."
With that, I spun on my heel and left the room. If I stayed any longer, my knife would've ended up in his throat. I stalked back to my room and rushed inside. I was shaking in anger and didn't even notice that Vito was no longer in bed. A hand dropped on my shoulder and I shrieked, lashing out with my butterfly knife.
"Whoa, are you okay, little lotus?" Vito had dodged my stabby hand.
"Oh, my goodness. I'm sorry. I almost stabbed you," I gasped.
I dropped my favorite knife and Vito pulled me into a bear hug. "It's all right. I knew you weren't trying to kill me," he murmured against my head.
I sighed at the feel of his body on mine. Vito bent over and picked my knife off the floor. He tossed it on the nightstand and pulled me down onto the bed into his arms.
"I'm sorry. I just had a bad run in with Nick," I tried to explain.
"Did he hurt you?" Vito tensed up, ready to fight.
I laughed for a full minute. The thought that Nick would intentionally hurt me was hilarious. "No, I may have hurt his feelings, though," I clarified.
"Good, he's being a pussy. Someone needed to put him in his place." Vito's support was shocking, and I felt an indescribable warm feeling hit me in my chest.
He kissed my forehead and pulled me against him. I sank into his body heat and listened to his breathing slow down. After he laid me down, his heartbeat lulled me off into a dreamless sleep with a small smile on my face.
The next morning, I woke up before Vito. He looked so peaceful lying in bed, and I grabbed a quick shower before starting the day. My phone dinged and I looked down to see who it was.
Unknown:Gio's at 10AM, lose the tail or else.
