Page 45 of Sal Gabrini: Man on Fire

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

His body was aching for Gemma. And when he crawled on top of her, he didn’t begin between her thighs where he usually did, nor did he stop at her breasts. It was her mouth he wanted. And as soon as he captured it, he could not let it go. He kissed her with a desperate passion that Gemma realized was so sensual that it plunged her on the verge of cumming within seconds of their union.

Sal just laid on top of her, moving his mouth from side to side, kissing her in every conceivable way, unable to get enough of the woman he loved. He’d had more women in his life than he’d ever admit, but none of them could match what Gemma gave to him. Just kissing her was as good as making love to any of those other women combined.

And when he moved down, to her breasts, he got stuck there too. He couldn’t stop sucking them and squeezing them and making love to them with his mouth.

But he knew he had to taste her jewels. He had to taste them before he fucked them, and he did it. And he was stuck there longer than anywhere else on her body. He couldn’t stop making love between her legs.

Gemma didn’t want him to stop. If she was on the verge of cum from his kisses, she was within a simple exhale of cumming from the way he made love to her down there. Because it was Sal, her husband, it meant everything to her. No other man could hold a candle to Sal. No other man could make her feel so warm and tender just from his touch. He was so skilled that both of them nearly came before he even entered her.

Then he guided his fully aroused penis inside of her and entered her so slow, and so sensually that Gemma started panting. And when he slid all the way in, she wrapped her legs around him and let it rip.

They came within minutes of his entry. They tried with all they had to sustain their rhythm, but as soon as Sal started hitting Gemma’s spot, she was at the point of no return. And as soon as Gemma started cumming, Sal could hold back no longer either. He came with an orgasm so strong that they both cried out in joy. Lucky was gone to school. Marie was gone to work. They were free to be and they let it all hang out!

It took several more minutes for Sal to finally pull out of Gemma and then move off of her onto his back. And they laid there, as if they didn’t have businesses themselves to run. Until Gemma’s cell phone began ringing.

“Don’t answer it,” Sal said.

“Don’t be silly,” said Gemma. “It may be the DA looking for a deal for one of my clients.”

But when she grabbed her phone off of the nightstand and looked at the Caller ID, she knew it wasn’t going to go over well. “Hello, Mace,” she said.

Sal looked at her. Was that guy some stalker? Why was he calling her now? “Put it on Speaker,” he ordered her.

Gemma didn’t like his tone, but she put it on Speaker anyway. “What’s up?” she asked over the phone.

“I need your help again.”

“What happened?”

“Some chicken-headed hoe trying to claim I raped her ass,” said Mason.

Gemma sat up on her elbows. How could he refer to a woman so disrespectfully? That was not the Mason she used to know. “What happened?”

“Nothing happened. It’s all bogus. Again.”

“Don’t give me that bullshit, Mace. What happened.”

There was a pause, then Mason began talking. “I met her at a club.”

“And you brought her home with you?”

“No. No way! I gave her a ride to her place. I didn’t even go in. She claimed I forced her to give me a bj. Shit like that.”

“It was the same allegation that other girl made,” said Sal. “The dead one.”

Gemma laid back down and pinched the bridge of her nose. It could be true, and she knew it, but that wasn’t her job. Her job was to defend her client. And Mason, whether Sal liked it or not, had put her on retainer. He was her client. “Have you been arrested yet?”

“No. Her lawyer’s hinting that they won’t go to the police if I settle. But I’m not giving that lying bitch one dime of my money.”

“Don’t talk to the press,” said Gemma as she began sitting on the side of the bed. “And tell her lawyer to call me. You stop all communication with her team.”

“Okay. Got it. I will.”

“I’ll try to get over there tonight after my son’s baseball game.”

“You can’t come now?”

---