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“King, stop. I feel…I feel like I’m.” I began babbling while trying to catch my breath. I pushed at his shoulders, but he didn’t stop.
“You’re going to squirt for me. I’m about to come, but I want to do it to the feel of you gushing all over me as I fuck you.” His thrusts began increasing in speed, just like Gio’s had, and suddenly the sensations were so intense, something gushed out of me and spread all over Kingston.
He groaned deeply near my ear, then froze while being buried inside me. “That’s fucking beautiful, all over my cock just like the brat you are.”
“I’m there, fuck.” Gio groaned into my hair while his thrusts finally stopped, and his hands were around my tits, pressing them together.
I couldn’t seem to catch my breath as they both stopped and slowly withdrew, dragging their cocks out of me.
“Perfect.” Kingston pressed a kiss to my forehead while Gio stroked gently over all the places he’d gripped so firmly. I smiled as I felt more kisses against my skin. Someone came back with a rag and began cleaning me up, but the second I felt both brothers settle back in and surround me, I fell asleep.
Chapter 25
Kingston
Presley knelt in front of the large ottoman with her hands spread out over various images and papers.
Gio and I sat next to each other on the couch while we watched her sift through them and explain herself. Her hair was down and she wore one of my T-shirts with nothing else. It had made me hard earlier, which resulted in me pulling her into my lap during breakfast. She bounced on my cock while Gio took a call. He watched her intently while the bulge in his pants increased, and then as soon as I released inside her, he put his call on speaker phone, then bent her over the table to fuck her himself.
Now, actually having fed her food, she explained she needed to talk to us about something.
“Do you guys have access to hackers?” she asked.
Gio nodded. “Best of the best.”
She straightened out a map of Italy. “Our engagement party was being held here.” She circled a spot on the map with a red pen. “We drove for exactly twenty-five minutes. I remember because I checked my phone when we left, and when we arrived.”
I leaned forward. “So, you’re wanting hackers to try and locate where he is based off that night, or just listings around?”
“I remember every detail of his house. I want a hacker who can see if there are any traffic cameras that?—”
Gio shook his head. “This part of Italy is less progressive; you won’t have traffic cameras out here.”
“Well, we can start with a radius then,” she argued.
“Elvis, we’ve been on this for months trying to pinpoint exactly where he is. I’m not sure hackers are going to be able to help,” Gio explained softly.
She sat up taller, leaning back on the balls of her feet. “You didn’t have me before.”
I inspected her research, seeing the photo I did previously, of Scotty, knowing this was where all this was really coming from. “What’s the plan though…you’re planning on going or what?”
Shrugging the smallest bit, she explained, “The plan to go to Italy hasn’t changed. Even though we don’t have Adrian anymore, I plan to confront Scotty and take out of Markos.”
“Just confront Scotty?” Gio asked.
Her brows pulled in tight. “Well, no…I want to—” She trailed off again as if she couldn’t say it.
“You pulled the trigger that night, Elvis, when you were in front of his door. You didn’t know if you’d kill him or not. I know you have it in you, but do you know you do?”
Her mouth opened and closed, but there were also angry tears beginning to well up in her eyes. “We didn’t even have a burial for him. Scotty robbed me of that…he’s behind all of this. Did you know he framed my father by killing Lucian Adesso? Did you know he knew what he was sending me into when I was just seventeen, meeting with Adrian?”
Gio’s gaze fell to the floor while his expression turned somber. Mine, however, turned sharp.
“We knew most of this, yes. It’s why we warned you.”
Gio swung his gaze up and then shoved me in the ribs with his elbow.
“Don’t be a prick, King.” Presley swept away a few tears while sniffing.
