Page 56 of Memento Mori
“But why do you think she chose not to kill me?”
“I have no idea, but I don’t think it was by accident. The Ghost does not miss. Laney and my father were meant to die that day.”
“I think so too. But the question remains if I was the target, which we know is the case, I shouldn’t be here today. I can understand targeting your father, but Laney?”
He sighed. “Once we take care of Salvatore Grasso, then we will focus on finding the Ghost. Right now, I want to just focus on us. I’d like to fuck my wife.”
“I’d like that very much my husband.” I said, unable to hide the smile in my voice.
It had been a while since we’d been intimate. Something was always going on or something had to be done. It was rare we got alone time with each other. We definitely needed totake advantage of it while we had the chance because once we touched down in Italy it was all work and no play.
He crawled on top of me, his weight pressing down as he nestled between my legs. I ran my hands through his hair, and he briefly closed his eyes before his mouth hungrily descended on mine. As he pinned my hands above my head, a rush of desire overwhelmed me, intensified by the trail of his kisses down my neck.
“You have too many clothes on, Aaliyah,” he said, pulling at the silk dress shirt I had on.
Chuckling, he let my hands go so I could start undoing my shirt. “I can say the same about you.”
With a smirk on his face, he climbed off of me. Slowly, he started to undress, his movements hesitant as he stood at the foot of the bed. As I propped up on my elbows, I couldn’t help but admire my husband’s strong, muscular body as he discarded his shirt, letting it cascade to the floor. There wasn’t a spot on him that wasn’t covered in tattoos, and I wanted to lick every one of them.
“You like what you see?” he asked, revealing his bare, toned physique as he discarded his dress slacks and black boxer briefs.
His long, thick cock popped free, jutting up towards his stomach. With a firm grip, he moved his hand up and down his shaft, gathering the slick pre-cum that formed at the tip.
I licked my lips. “Yes.”
“You still have too many clothes on, my love.”
He continued to move his hand up and down his cock.
I stood from the bed then stepped closer to him as I unsnapped my bra and let it fall to the floor. He continued to pump his cock; his bottom lip pulled between his teeth. Next, I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down, along with my panties, before stepping out of them.
Fire blazed in his eyes as he perused my body from my head to my feet. “Hands and knees,Bella.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, I sauntered over to the bed, adding a subtle sway to my hips that elicited a deep groan from him. I crawled onto the bed with my ass in the air and looked over my shoulder. He walked to me still gripping his cock and position himself at my entrance. Without any more words he grabbed my hips and thrusted into me. I grasped at the sheets as he pounded into me.
There had been times Tony would make love to me, worship my body like it was the last time he’d ever experience intimacy with me, then there were times like these. Where he’d fuck me until my voice was hoarse from how much I screamed. When he was stressed, he took no mercy on my body, and I absolutely loved it.
“Who do you belong to,Bella?”
As he mercilessly fucked me, his hand found its way to my shoulder, adding a possessive touch.
“You!” I shouted, the sound reverberating off the walls.
A dark chuckle escaped from him. “Are you sure baby because I can’t hear you?”
“Tony... I...” I stammered, my words stumbling out incoherently.
I couldn’t even form a complete sentence he was fucking me so good.
“You what,Bella?” As he leaned over my back, his touch on my clit sent shivers down my spine, intensifying with each of his fast and hard thrusts.
“Baby... I’m coming!” I screamed as my legs started trembling beneath me.
“Fuck,Bella. I can feel your pussy choking my cock,” he groaned, his movements becoming more erratic as he released inside me.
He released a deep breath as he pulled out of me. I rolled onto my back, and he flopped down beside me and pulled me into his embrace. I nestled into his chest, feeling the warmth of his embrace, and he planted a gentle kiss on the top of my head.
“I love you, Bella. No matter what happens don’t ever forget that.”
