Tina was acting like we were new best friends all of a sudden it's a wonder what a piece of precious metal could do; now when she called and I answered Kat's phone on those rare occasions that she was otherwise occupied, instead of her usual gripes I got cooed at, there are no words. Word is she's talking of moving back; her, mom and Char were into daily talks and shit; yeah like I needed that shit there was even talk of a reconciliation between her and Drake. Kat seems really excited about that one I guess it didn't matter how old you were in a situation like that. I could give a fuck one way or the other as long as she kept out of my shit when she did move back here I was fine. ~
Still haven't seen hide or hair of the Rossettis which could either be a good or bad thing; if they were out of sight because they were somewhere licking their wounds and learning to stay the fuck out of my way this was good. On the other hand if the crazy fucks were hiding out and plotting their next plan of attack that was not so good. My people haven't heard anything one way or the other but I kept them on alert. I didn't trust either sibling as far as I was concerned they were both fucking nuts and neither was to be trusted.~
Kat seem to be over any hang-ups she might've had from her short encounters with the two of them; she never ever mentioned them so I'm guessing she didn't see them as a threat that was okay though it was my job to look out for shit like that. Grimaldi was still coming through, my association with him was garnering me more business than I knew what to do with; my crew was happy, their pockets were getting fat and my bikes were in foreign magazines and being hailed as the newest hot item for the rich and famous jet setter. We had back up orders running into next year.
"Hey boss can I talk to you a minute?"
"Cyrus my man come on in pull up a chair; please tell me something manly that would get the picture of wedding colors and flowers and shit out of my head." He thought that shit was funny.
"I see the girls are getting to you you better hold out son, Drake and Daniel and I have a bet going and I put my money on you."
"Oh really!" I knew it; fucking women.
‘So what is it I can do for you Cy?"
He cleared his throat and fidgeted a bit which alerted me to what was coming next; it seems every few weeks since we brought him home he got a bee in his bonnet about the same issue.
"Cy come on we've been over this...."
"I know Colt but you never let me speak this time I mean to have my say." He meant business I guess because his face was set.
"Okay Cy let's hear it."
"Okay well it's like I've been saying all along; what you and your family have been doing for me is just beyond words and I feel like I need to give something back; you won't let me pay for anything and even though I have a job now Elena still wouldn't let me buy my own clothes and food. Some days I go home and there're bags of clothes waiting for me; she's always stocking the cupboards and the fridge though I don't know why because she hasn't let me cook a meal since I've been here. And when she's not haranguing me or dragging me off somewhere to get my haircut or some such nonsense she's got Char or one of the girls doing it. Anyway I know what you're thinking but this isn't about that; I was just wondering since I have the money you've been paying me and no real outside expense it's just...... well.... I never was able to get my Becky a headstone you know so I was wondering if it was okay that I go back there and take care of that if you didn't mind."
I could only smile at the man sitting across from me so humbly asking my permission. "And that Cyrus is why we do what we do for you of course you can go, better yet why don't you call up the place I'm sure they have a website or something that way you can see what they have and make your choices before we go down there."
"We?"
"Well yeah you didn't think you were going solo did you I'm sure the guys will want in." He became choked up at that and I gave him a moment to get himself together.
"If you know the name of the place I'll have Kat look up the number for you and pull up the website so you can take your time and make a choice sounds good?"
"Sounds great thanks Colt I know you don't like me to say it but I owe you a great debt."
I watched him walk out the room with a great sense of pride that we were able to do something good for someone like him; hopefully he wouldn't be the last such recipient.~
"Babe Cyrus is gonna give you the name of a place that makes headstones, he's looking for one for his wife; make sure he gets the best but I need to talk to the folks down there first so they know to quote him a bullshit price. Ouch, babe what the fuck, why'd you pinch me?" I knew it; all this wedding shit had finally sent her around the bend.
"No reason I was just making sure you're real you're so....."
"Oh man don't start this shit again." This is her latest thing and it’s making me crazy, she cries at the drop of a fucking hat, the slightest little thing sets her off.
It took me a few minutes to calm her down and get back to work, I had a lot of shit to take care of if I was going to take her to the family island for a month for our honeymoon.
"Colton, what’s your favorite, you know.....position?"
She blushed as she tried to keep eye contact and failed.
My shy little angel; we were lying in bed relaxing after shower sex; I was going over some paper work and she was reading some bride magazine or some shit. Who knows what the fuck those women were getting up to in there, women are freaks.
"In you."
Her head came up and she bit her lip until I pulled it gently from her teeth with my thumb.
"But.....which way do you like best?"
"Angel, anyway I'm in you is my favorite."
I kissed her because she was being so fucking cute.
"Okay if I had to choose I’d say I love eating your little pussy from behind, I love the way it makes you grab my hair and shake like you've been electrocuted; I like to see you spread out on your hands and knees in my bed with your ass in the air waiting for me to fuck.~I love when I finger you and your sticky juices flood my palm; but most of all I love when I'm pounding your pussy and you're making those sweet fucking noises, even when my dick is too much for you; why you wanna fuck....might as well get ready, all this talk has got me hard again. Suck my cock till he's rock hard, then I'll fuck your little pussy for you again."
"Will you tie me up?" Face red as a cherry, my freaky baby, I wonder what the hell she'd been reading in that damn magazine.
"Whatever you want baby."
I pulled off her panties and teased her with my fingers while she stroked my cock to fullness; when I was ready I got into position.~
With her hands tied behind her back and her hair in my tight fists I fucked her mouth while standing next to the bed. It was one of those submissive positions that made me feel like I owned her, I could do anything I wanted with her and she couldn't stop me, but the fact that she trusted me enough to do this with me was the real turn on.
"I'm gonna cum down your throat babe, then I'm gonna fuck your pussy, maybe I'll eat you out first would you like that?"
~She damn near swallowed my cock; it wasn't gonna take me long that’s for sure.
I went in and out of her throat making her gag until I was ready to cum then I just stayed in her mouth and emptied my load on her tongue. I left her there panting for breath and went in search of some more toys, might as well make a night of it.
I tightened a ball gag in her mouth after I'd made her swallow. With her hands still tied behind her back with her panties, her legs spread to their widest, I opened her pussy up with both thumbs from behind.
She jerked and sputtered around her gag until I pushed a thumb inside, rising to my knees on the bed I rubbed my cock piercing over her pussy opening until it pulsed, I could actually see it breathing.
"Fuck, your pussy is truly a work of art." I pushed all the way in and pulled out; enjoying her pussy cream that now covered me from root to crown.
"Fuck Angel, I just came in your mouth, you know what that means, you
're in for at least an hour and a half of fucking."
I plowed back in, pulling her back by her bound arms, her pussy clinging to my cock.
Chapter xv
The Lyon
The barbecue was in full swing my girl had done a great job if I do say so myself even though I'd been kicked out of my house early this morning and sent on errands while her and the sisters did their thing. Seems she'd been taking lessons from mom; send the guys on errands to keep them from underfoot. Of course I roped in Jared and some of the others to help out, dad was a lost cause on the weekend so I didn't even bother. Kat had spent the better part of the night before marinating shit and making sauces and side dishes. It had looked like a crap load of shit for one person to do but she swore she was having fun so I stopped stressing it. Around eleven o'clock at night I tried dragging her off to bed to fuck but she wasn't having it; said she had a lot more to do before the morning. By the third try I gave up on trying to entice her to the bedroom and just nailed her right there in the kitchen. She bitched and moaned about hygiene but what the fuck, she knows I need my nightly fix or shit was out of~whack. I left her alone after that just grateful that she didn't ask me to peel or dice anything.
Now the fruits of her labor were being greatly appreciated by our guests if all the words of praise were anything to go by. Those who weren't able to make it the week before for our impromptu engagement party were sure to make it today so the place was freaking crazy; somebody had even invited the pain in the ass wedding planner Elise. I guess I better start calling her by her name before I fucked around and called her pain in the ass to her face. Of course the first opportunity she had she cornered me with her bullshit.
"You see Colton if all these people are going to be at the wedding as well as hundreds more according to Elena then we definitely have to get everything organized pretty soon; it's only because your parents are who they are that we're even having this discussion. Most of the appropriate venues are already booked but your family's name holds a lot of pull and so a lot of these places are willing to work something out but we must have all our ducks in a row if you know what I mean."
I felt like fucking with her so I did.
"I don't see why we can't just do something like this; a nice backyard barbecue you see I have enough room for two three hundred people what more do you need? Get some beer and wine coolers throw some meat on the pit and we're good to go. We'd have to hire someone to do the cooking though because I don't think the bride should be doing all that work on her wedding day unless you think it's cool." I kept my face serious even after she looked like she would have an epileptic fit. She couldn't get away from me fast enough after that; I'm sure she was off to complain to mom about her barbaric son, whatever at least I'd bought myself one day of peace. Dad, Drake and Cyrus set up a card table on one side of my big as fuck backyard; probably about to fleece my guys as usual. There was a volley ball game getting underway on another side and yet more people were sitting around the picnic tables we'd set up. Kids were running around with balloons and shit and Stacy was painting faces. Kat had rented some kind of tent like thing that looked like a castle full of balls for the kids to jump around in. I would never have thought of that shit this is why the women should be the only ones dealing with this wedding shit since their minds ran to such things.
"Do you like it Colt?"
"You did good baby."
I wrapped my arm around her neck and kissed her head.
"Babe what the fuck is that thing?"
"What?"
"That shit those kids are jumping around in it looks like it's going to topple the hell over any minute."
"That’s how it's made it's not going to topple over though it just looks that way the bottom’s sturdy."
"If you say so meanwhile how about a quickie; no one needs either of us for anything right now; mom and her gaggle of hens pretty much have the food situation covered what do you say?"
"Geez Colt I just gave you some like an hour before everyone got here."
"Your point?" I teased her thigh under the little flirty shorts she wore; another one of her fuck me outfits that made me want to lock her ass in the house somewhere. The top she wore played peek-a-boo with her tattoo just barely hinting at its existence it made me want to strip her bare and fuck the shit out of her knowing what was hidden there. Without waiting for her answer I took her hand and headed for the house; I wasn't taking any chances of being interrupted this time so I locked the backdoor. The pool house and the boathouse both had bathrooms in case someone needed it. She fussed the whole way up the stairs but I paid her no mind just stripped those damn shorts down her legs. By the time she tried to form her next words my mouth was on the pussy and my hand was busy trying to undo the snaps of my jeans.
"This is going to be quick." Taking her ankles in both hands I spread her wide and sunk my cock deep loving that squeal that escaped from behind the hand she'd thrown over mouth. Everything about her made me crazy; the tattoo surrounding her shaved pussy, the jewel that adorned her clit piercing, and her belly button ring. I pulled her top up so I could gaze at her beautiful tits; couldn't leave them unattended.
"Fuck babe play with your tits for me." She was only too happy for all complaining to take hold of her nipples and pluck them making them stand out. Bending her double I pulled her ass up to meet me as I sucked first one then the other into my mouth making sure to bite down on her piercings. I felt the answering twinge deep inside her as she flexed around my pounding cock. When I'd made sure she came at least three times I offloaded but stayed where I was my forehead resting against hers as I fought to catch my breath.
"Stop with the fuck me shorts babe or I'm gonna nail your ass all day and all night."
"Get off me you big lug."
"Love you too baby." I kissed her senseless until her stubborn ass kissed me back with equal fire before climbing off of her and helping her up from the bed and into the bathroom to clean up. Needless to say she dodged me the rest of the afternoon; she was always either in a group of women or with the kids that didn't stop me from carting her ass off a couple more times she kept griping at me but each time she was there with me the whole way.
By the next morning things were back to normal, the party had broken up around midnight kids had school the next day people had work and shit like that. Kat's first foray into the sisterhood had been a big hit; she was proud as fuck and so was I my woman could handle her shit and it was good that I won't have to rely on mom for those kinds of things in the future. I sound like a domesticated fuck.
"Babe get the lead out we've got work."
"I can't I'm calling out sick." She buried herself under the covers.
I felt her forehead and there was no fever I checked her over, nothing; she looked like she usually did every morning; bed rumpled and fuck hot. I smacked her on the ass to get her moving.
"Ouch that's just mean besides I am too sick I think you broke me last night or this morning or whenever."
"I wasn't the one doing Acrobatics babe I think that last wine cooler you had loosened you up a little I have the sprained dick to prove it."
"Humph, can't I just have ten minutes more?"
"Sure baby I'll go make breakfast in the meantime." I left her and headed downstairs; I should really give her the day off since she'd worked so hard this weekend but the truth is I'd miss the fuck out of her if I did. I've grown used to having her there where I could see her, hear her voice all throughout the day. She finally crawled down the stairs sometime later.
"Babe I made you multi grain pancakes that ought to give you a little energy boost."~
She plopped down at the breakfast bar and I poured her coffee and juice.
"Did you put the stuff on your tats?"
"Yes."
"Alright grumpy you think maybe next time we should let someone else take care of the party planning and the cooking and shit since it seems to wipe you out?"
"I'm not wiped out; I'm perfectly fine to take ca
re of the parties."
I knew that would get her she took that woman of the house thing serious and the way mom has been teaching her I knew there was no way she was going to pass the reins off to someone else.
"Glad to hear it."
~
Work was work; the guys spent a lot of time in the shop reliving some of the highlights of the day before. Vanessa had been officially moved in and welcomed into the crew; that meant she was off fucking limits to fucktards including her ex. Now that she was one of ours shit was different. The kids had been enrolled in school already and I hadn't even been aware that Kat had helped buy stuff for their new apartment. I guess the sisters had schooled her on how things were done. My bad I hadn't even thought past the BBQ and shit but it was good to know that she could be on top of shit like that and the guys noticed it too. Of course I could do without the teasing about my past flings that weren't as proficient.
~Zack, Jared and the others chose today to approach me about the shit that had gone down in Arizona; we haven't really discussed it since right after it happened after all what was there to discuss; but I guess it was too much to expect that it would never come up again. Jared was the ringleader as usual so he was the one to ask while the others hung back a little.
"Anything?"
"The same."
"Your thoughts?"
"We're clear." That was the extent of that conversation because like I said there wasn't much to be said.
"What about Rossetti?"
"Nah that fuck's still hiding he'll surface sooner or later though and when he does I'll be ready. I just added a little heat to smoke his ass out; I'm sure his old man is going to come down on him like a ton of bricks for this one too."
"What did you do?"
"Okay this doesn't leave here yeah!" I waited for their assurances before continuing on; not that I didn't trust my guys but they'd understand the seriousness of what I was about to divulge by me asking for their affirmation.
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