Page 27 of Claimed by my Stepbrother

“You did an excellent job on the grill as well,” she smiles.

We make quick work of dinner so that Gianni can have cake and open his gifts before bed. As Gia helps him blow out his candles, Vito slips into the backyard.

“Would you like some leftover American barbeque or some cake?” I ask him and escort him out into the garden where we can have some privacy.

“Thanks, boss. Happy birthday to the little man, but that’s not what I’m here for. We have a problem in….”

“Stop right there. I don’t want to hear it. Not tonight. Whatever it is it can wait until tomorrow. If not, you handle it. You’ve been with me so long you could probably predict my every move now.”

“But…Boss, are you sure?” he asks.

“Yes, I’m sure. Today is a family day, and I refuse to do any business.”

“Alright, boss. I’ll handle it. I won’t bother you again. You enjoy your family. You deserve it.”

“Grab a burger on your way out. See what a good griller your boss is.”

“I will, boss. Thanks.”

We walk back to the patio and Vito slips into the kitchen.

“Is everything okay?” Gabby asks.

“Yes. Everything is perfect, Princess.”

“I thought for sure you were going to leave with him.”

I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. “I wouldn’t miss this time with you and the kids for anything. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I love you so much,” she whispers in my ear.

“I love you with all my heart, Princess. Now, let’s give this boy his presents before he falls asleep in his cake.”

Yeah, this is it.

This is the life I’ve been working for. The one that I imagined the first time I saw this sweet, messy auburn-haired girl in my kitchen, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

EXTENDED EPILOGUE

GABBY

Breakfast is ready and waiting when I kiss Giovanni’s forehead. “Wake up, handsome. It’s the big day,” I tell him.

“What are you doing up so early?” he asks. He stretches and I look at the scar on his shoulder from the day he took a bullet for me.

“I wanted to have breakfast with you before the kids got up,” I explain.

He pulls me onto the bed and says, “But I wanted to have you for breakfast.”

“You can have that, too, but the eggs will get cold.”

“To hell with the eggs,” he says and rolls on top of me, pinning me to the bed.

He reaches under his t-shirt that I wore to bed, pulls off my panties, and fondles my breasts.

The passion that was ignited between us ten years ago hasn’t died down a bit. Our lovemaking has only evolved and gotten better with the passing years. Seeing him hover over me with his huge cock in his hand still makes me wet every time.

Today, he flips me over and pulls me onto my knees so he can give me a firm spanking before sinking inside me from behind. He’s still dominant and a little dangerous, just the way I like him. He places his hands on my back and holds me down while he takes me in deep, hard strokes. He senses my desire for danger so he slides one hand up and grabs the back of my throat lightly, sending me into the throes of an explosive orgasm.

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