Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 95431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
I have her bent over the piano as she takes me. Looking down at her smooth brown skin, I lick my lips. The ripple of her ass as I thrust into her has me growing harder.
“You feel so good. I don’t want you to stop. I never want you to stop,” she sings out.
My heart swells. How can I not love this woman? She fits me perfectly.
The grip she has around me have my eyes crossing in my head. I want more. I need more. I can’t get enough.
Reaching for her breasts, I hold them as I thrust into her harder. She begins to scream my name as she throws her head back. Leaning over her, I take her lips for a hot, passionate kiss.
She whimpers into my mouth as her sex clenches around me. Bending my knees, I begin to thrust deeper. The sound of our skin slapping echoes through the room.
I’m getting closer. Her tight pussy is going to make me come. Moving my lips to her shoulder, I nip at her sweaty skin. Kneading her breasts, I then begin to play with her tightened nipples.
“Michael, please. Yes, I want more. Please,” she pleads.
“I will take care of you, bella. Just keep taking me.”
Her legs begin to shake as she lifts onto her toes. I lick the sweat from her back, moving to her neck. I bite her earlobe and growl as she comes around me.
The feel of her juices dripping down my balls is like a trigger. I spill right inside of her. My knees go weak, and I drop forward against her back, panting heavily.
“What the fuck?” I breathe as I wake, my stomach convulsing as I come against my sheets.
Tossing the covers back, I look down in disbelief. I’m too fucking old to be coming from a fucking dream. Tugging a hand through my hair, I try to catch my breath.
“What have you done to me?”
CHAPTER 35
IDon’t Like You
Uri
A year later …
I’ve just come out of a meeting with Sam Mairettie and Wyatt Black. Now that things have settled and the threat is gone, we’ll be moving forward with the plans for the Alliance. There are only a few more pieces that need to fall into alignment.
I believe Michael will be happy to hear the news I have for him. Shutting Leonardo down will be within our grasp shortly. It couldn’t have come at a better time. I’m concerned with my brother’s choices and the dark mood he’s always in.
Things have been busy since I got married. For the first time I’ve gone an entire year without going to visit Symphony. Knowing deep down she is the cause of Michael’s brooding; I have felt guilty for not giving her more attention.
The reports I get always say she is thriving. She’s been traveling with her dance company or playing in concert halls. Since no one here in America has any clue who she is, I haven’t worried about her safety as much.
Not that it would be wise to target her. I grin as I think of how lethal my sister-in-law is. I only got to train her briefly, but she’s a quick study. I can only imagine the chaos she’s capable of now.
Not to mention the fact that we keep her guarded like a precious gem. Adriano takes caring for her seriously. When offered to be reassigned, he refused.
“Did everything go okay?” Michael asks as I walk into the sitting room our family is gathered in.
“We will talk later. You have decisions to make. You and the don should talk.”
He frowns and nods, understanding this isn’t the time or the place. Everyone has broken off into families to begin to make plans to leave the Briggs’ compound. I, for one, am ready to return to my home.
Tina needs to see a doctor about our little one she’s carrying, and I would like to have my privacy back. I’m sure the Briggs feel the same.
I walk over to my scowling wife and lift her chin to place a kiss on her lips. As I take in everyone in the room, I groan. This isn’t going to make my mood any better.
“Does she have to stay with us?” Val asks, referring to this Julissa woman, completely ignoring that she is standing in the room with us.
Valentina has made it no secret that she doesn’t like Julissa, or should I say Vanessa. Many of the women aren’t a fan of hers now that they know the history she has around here. I can’t say I’m fond of the idea of her staying in our home either.
However, since Roberto is dead and everyone has begun to return to their homes, this woman needs to go somewhere. Michael has offered for her to come along with us. I don’t think that’s a good idea, but at thirty-five, I can’t tell him what to do with his life.