Page 82 of The Air You Breathe

“Hey, hey.” I pushed him back down as he tried to get up. “Armando, you need to lie down so we can see what we are working with.”

Dev handed me a few towels so I could staunch the bleeding.

“I’m sorry.” He coughed, looking at Darcy.

“Darcy, baby, go with Dev to his car,” I said, knowing he was about to die on us and I didn’t want her seeing this.

“Is he going—” The emotion in her voice didn’t let her finish her sentence.

“Come on, mhuirnín.” Dev dragged her out of the house.

I looked back at Armando, grief creeping in at his loss. I held his hand, thanking him for everything he had done for Giovanni and me. He took his last breath a moment later. I laid a towel over his head, wondering what else was going to happen.

Lucio needed to be taken down, he had caused so much pain and grief that I had to do something. I was just hoping to get my name cleared with the feds, but it seemed that wasn’t enough. He needed to be taken care of if we were going to have some kind of life away from him.

Saul walked through the door as I got up.

“Armando?” His voice was gruff.

I shook my head, looking back at the body.

His nostrils flared, his mouth pressed into a line as he stared at the body. He started cursing in Italian, walking to the body and lifting the towel off his face. He hugged him as he murmured a few things, silently crying.

“I’m so sorry, Saul,” I said, feeling even worse.

“Make him pay, Evan.” His accent was thicker with all the emotion in his voice.

“I will, Saul, you have my word,” I said, walking out of the house, feeling like I was suffocating again. “I’ll meet you at my house,” I called out, walking to my car, getting in, and slipping into auto-pilot mode.

Since I’d never turned the car off, I put the car in drive, when the passenger door swung open, making me stop and Darcy slid in.

“Baby, what are you doing?” I asked, feeling like I might lose it.

“Let's go home, Evan,” she said, grabbing ahold of my hand.

I clenched my jaw, checking my rear-view mirror, pulling out of her driveway. The entire drive was silent as she rubbed her thumb over my knuckles, keeping me grounded with that one motion.

Pulling up to my house, I put the car in park and turned off the ignition. We sat in silence until Darcy climbed over the console sitting in my lap. I pushed the seat as far back as it could go, holding her to me. I should be comforting her, not the other way around.

“You don’t have to go through life on your own anymore Evan.” Darcy kissed my cheek. “You’re not alone anymore.” She kissed my other cheek. “We got you.”

I grabbed Darcy behind her neck as I brought her in for a kiss that was demanding and rough, to keep my emotions at bay.

“Use me Evan, let me make it better,” Darcy moaned, as I kissed the column of her neck. I reached for the door handle, because I needed Darcy.

“Out now,” I growled.

She scurried off my lap, letting me get out the car, closing the door before I picked her up. Dev had the door open for us, while I kissed her, frantically taking each other's shirts off as we entered my home.

Out of the corner of my eye, Dev was watching us, looking unsure of what he should do. He was close enough that I grabbed him by the shirt dragging him close to us, so he knew to follow.

I walked to the stairs as she unbuckled my pants, grateful for the loose shorts she was wearing, so I could get inside her now. I needed her more than I felt the need to breathe. She stroked my cock as I climbed the stairs, feeling Dev at my back following us. Once we reached the top of the stairs, I pushed her against the wall, entering her in one hard thrust.

We gasped together as I pumped into her a few times before heading to my bedroom. Each step was a small thrust inside her warm pussy that made me shiver with the need to fuck her into oblivion. I walked to my bed, sitting down on the edge. She rolled her hips on my cock, leaning back to change the angle, and giving Dev a chance to kiss her.

The angle was incredible, giving me a view of my cock sliding into her. Her tits were pushed out and she was kissing Dev making me groan at the eroticism of this entire situation. I thrusted up at a quicker pace, needing a different angle to satisfy the violence, the disappointment, and sadness in me.

I waited until they stopped kissing to get up and throw Darcy on the bed, taking off the rest of my clothes as Dev pulled her shorts and underwear off, getting a taste of her as I stroked my cock watching them.

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