Page 42 of Memento Mori
Antonio’s slow and deep thrusts had every emotion flowing from him to me and vice versa. We knew something big was coming but continued to deny the inevitable. Our time couldn’t be wasted.
“I love you Aaliyah. Forever and always.”
“I love you, too, my love. Forever and always.”
His face was nestled in the crook of my neck, his warm breath caressed my skin. Antonio strokes brought me to the edge. A moan of ecstasy slipped from between my lips as his thickfingers slid down my stomach until he reached my pussy. He rubbed my swollen nub until I exploded over his cock, his name tumbling from my lips.
“That’s it,Bella. Choke my cock,” he grunted, his thrusts increasing. “You are my everything. I’d die for you. I’d kill for you.”
His words and touch had me entranced with waves of bliss crashing over me one after another.
“Tony!” I screamed, not caring who in the house heard.
As he pounded into me, he pulled my legs up higher around his waist, intensifying the sensation. Long gone was the gentle lovemaking as he chased his orgasm. The large open space echoed with grunts of pleasure, intertwining with the intoxicating scent of our lovemaking. With one last thrust, he pulled his head back and released, filling me with his warm cum until he was spent.
Beautiful.
After catching his breath, he slid out of me, and I nestled against his damp body. Despite the chill of the room, his warmth seeped into my skin and bones.
As we intertwined our legs, a sense of contentment washed over me, and I let out a satisfied sigh. Right now, this was the most peace we’d had in months. However, the feeling of doomsuddenly settled in my stomach. Something was coming and coming soon.
He kissed my forehead. “Are you alright?”
“No.” A heavy feeling of dread consumed my chest, causing a sense of unease and discomfort. “Something’s coming.”
“Well let’s not worry about it right now. Chan and Razor will be here tomorrow. Abasi’s due to land,” he looked at his watch, “in about two hours. We can hope for the best and prepare for the worst. Are you ready to tell me what you’ve found out?”
“No, but it’s time. There’s nothing more I can do on my end, but don’t be pissed I haven’t told you. I’ve been trying to gather as much information as I could.”
“Okay.”
“Well, I’ve found out that a contract has been taken out on my life.””
He suddenly sat up. “What the fuck, Aaliyah? Why the hell are you just now telling me?”
“Because I’d knew you’d start planning without having all the facts.”
“No fucking excuse,Bella.” He ran his hand through his hair. “You should have told me everything the minute you found out. I want to know everything.”
“I took precautions, Tony. I’m not new to this world.”
No matter how long we’d been together he always forgot I’d been a part of the same world as him since I was young. Growing up as the adopted daughter and protégé of one of the world’s most notorious criminals, danger was always lurking in the shadows. And I was always prepared.
“I know baby, but you can’t keep me in the dark, especially about shit like this.”
“I won’t apologize. I did what was best. If I told you what was happening before having most of the facts, you would have started unnecessary wars.”
“There are no unnecessary wars when you’re involved.” He sighed. “Well, tell me what you’ve found, so I can kill whoever needs to be killed.”
“I’ve ruled out the other families.” I propped up on my elbow and faced him. “It’s someone from your father’s past.
“Papa?”
“Yes.” My fingertips traced the defined contours of his chest, feeling the strength beneath my touch. “Have you heard of the Commission?”
“Should I have?”
“Well, I know how close you and your father were, I didn’t know if he’d spoken to you about it.”
