Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 66962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
“I love you too. Now strip and get on the bed.”
His eyes widened, but his expression quickly shifted to defiant. “You didn’t tell me how you were feeling now that the Pisanos have retreated.”
“I’m feeling horny.”
He scowled at me. “Be serious. I need to know if you’re okay.”
“I am. I don’t know that I won’t freak out about what happened later, but right now, I’m feeling good. I’ve made huge progress, and I’m going to keep making progress. I talked to X while you were with your brothers, and I got some information about a counseling group and a therapist I can talk to.”
Carlo’s mouth dropped open, and he shook his head. “Really? You’re serious?”
“I am, except I’m not sure which of the contacts to call because I’m not sure where I’ll be living.” I hated how uneasy I felt as I said those words.
“Why don’t we take care of the first problem,” Carlo said, his gaze falling to my dick. “And then we’ll talk about where we want to be.”
I gripped his waist and pulled him against me. “I want to be wherever you are.”
I would always have a fondness for the ranch, and I would want to visit everyone there, but I wasn’t tied to it the way Grant and his brothers were. If Carlo needed to be near his family, that’s what we would do. They were all right, especially for mobsters.
I stared at him, narrowing my eyes.
“What is it?”
“I’m waiting for you to obey.”
He tilted his head to one side, obviously thinking. “Oh, right.” He pulled off his shirt as he walked toward the bed, then undid his pants and pushed them down, shaking his ass at me as he did so. Once he was completely naked, he climbed onto the bed, lowered his head, and stuck his ass in the air. “Come take me.”
I slapped his ass, making him yelp. “You’re too much.”
“No, I’m exactly enough for you.”
He was right. He was everything I needed. Right then, I specifically needed his hot body, so I hurried out of my clothes and grabbed the lube from my bag. My pulse was pounding in my ears, and my cock was so hard it ached. I couldn’t believe how hard the need for him had hit me, but seeing him there on the bed, ready and waiting was making me even crazier.
I slicked up my cock and gripped his ass cheeks, pulling them apart to expose his hole.
“Please, Blade, don’t make me wait. I need it now.”
“So do I,” I said as I positioned myself and thrust into him.
He cried out as I pulled back and drove in even harder. “That’s it. That’s exactly what I need.”
“I know. It’s what we both need.” I held him tightly and fucked into him again and again.
He rose up on his hands so he could rock back to meet my strokes. We were frantic. It was as if we were fighting to come as fast as we could.
40
CARLO
I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. All I could do was keep working myself against Blade as the need for friction grew more and more intense. “Touch my dick, please.”
I thought he would tell me I had to wait because he was the one who made decisions. Instead, he reached under me and circled my cock with his warm hand.
I nearly came right then, but I managed to hold off for a few strokes before stars exploded behind my eyes. I cried out as I came. And as my ass clamped down on Blade’s cock, I feared I might black out from the force of my orgasm.
Blade grabbed the back of my neck and shoved me down, holding me against the mattress as he drove into me a few more times before pouring his load deep in my ass.
I lay there, taking everything in, the heat of his cum inside me, the sweat mingling between our bodies, and the feel of Blade holding on to me. I loved being there like that with him, surrendering completely, totally his.
Blade hung over me, panting. I had no idea how long he stayed that way because I was floating, totally blissed out.
I whimpered when he pulled out of me. It didn’t really hurt, but I hated the loss of him. I didn’t want to be separated from him in anyway.
He laid beside me and pulled me against him. “You’re perfect, Carlo.”
“I’m not, but I’ll try to be for you.”
“You don’t need to try. I like you just as you are.”
He kissed the top of my head, and we snuggled together. A little bit later, I tried to make myself sit up. I’d promised him we talk about our plans for the future, but it felt so good there in his arms, and I was so tired.
The next thing I knew, it was morning—late morning based on the brightness of the sun and the fact that my bladder was letting me know attending to it was urgent. I slid off the bed and padded toward the adjacent bathroom.