Barresi: Emily Trilogy: A New Orleans Mafia Romance

by Lux Miller

  Mike chuckles as he relaxes back down in the chair and gives me another nod. “As you wish, my lady.”

  I wrinkle my nose and stick my tongue out at him as I shake my head. “You’re on vacation too, you know. You need this as much as we do. You may have sworn your life to protect Luca--”

  Mike holds up a hand as he interrupts me, “You. I’ve sworn my life to protect both of you. You’re both like children to me, and I’d give my life in an instant to protect yours. I would do anything to protect you.”

  I shiver as Mike makes his declaration. Not because his words are wickedly haunting, but because I know they’re absolutely true. He’s proven time and again that his loyalty to Luca knows no end. With his recent release from prison, he’s both privately and publicly declared that any other man on this planet who thinks they’ll get to Luca by trying to hurt me will find themselves choking on their own balls. It’s a gruesome threat, but one that I have no doubt Mike will follow through on. Before Marco’s betrayal, I may have had my doubts, but never again will I doubt Mike Carlen’s loyalty to all Barresis.

  I lean down over Mike and kiss the top of his salt and pepper hair. “I know, Makua. I’ll limit Luca to an hour, then we’ll check out this little place I remember from when I was a kid. They have the best skillets and their Loco Moco is amazing.”

  Mike nods and gives me a genuine smile as he turns his gaze back out to the ocean. “Set the alarm when the two of you get in the shower. That way you’ll know instantly if there’s an intruder, since I’ll just disarm it whenever I venture back up there. I’ll give you a while since I wouldn’t want to accidentally interrupt something intimate.”

  I stop and glance over my shoulder at the back of Mike’s head to ask how he knew I planned to corner Luca in the shower, but I decide not to ask him. I know how he knew, because Luca doesn’t have a subtle bone in his body, and after our little stunt at the airport, I’m starting to think Luca’s rubbing off on me. I’m getting more brazen with my sexuality, and if I didn’t think it’d get us caught and tossed in jail, I’d totally be trying to maul Luca up on the mountain. I never cared much for sex until Luca and I found each other...and now I can’t get enough.

  I do as Mike asks and arm the house alarm before slipping into the master bathroom. I smile when the steam hits me in the face as it billows out of the glassed-in shower. The glass itself is fogged up beyond repair, but I can still see the outline of Luca’s body as he stands under the flow of water. I shimmy off my shorts, then shed the skimpy bikini. Walking over to the glass door, I slide it open and slip inside without giving Luca a heads up, but it’s like he was expecting me. The moment I close the door behind myself, his arms are around me and he’s got me tugged up against his naked, wet body.

  “Mmm… hi,” I murmur as I feel his erection press against the small of my back.

  His voice is gruff as he flattens his hands against my stomach and edges them up along my body. “Hi.” He cups his palms around my breasts, and I can feel the need surge to my core as he gives them a gentle squeeze.

  I lean back into him, biting down on my bottom lip as the back of my head drops onto his shoulder. He growls behind me as he rolls my nipples between his thumbs and fingers. I squirm against him as pleasure jolts through my body, eliciting a soft moan from my lips that echoes off the tile surrounding us.

  “Fuck, Emily,” he mutters as he continues to play with my nipples, his calloused fingers hardening the little nubs into peaks that stick straight out from the small mounds of flesh under his hands. He drops one hand down my body slowly, prying my thighs apart gently as he cups his hand against the apex of my thighs, his middle finger slipping effortlessly into my folds to rub against my clit.

  The moan that tumbles out of my mouth sounds desperately needy, even to me. Luca adjusts himself behind me, and his rock hard dick slides along my ass crack. He continues to circle my clit with his middle finger as he works his other hand around my body so that it’s resting against the middle of my back. He flattens his palm against my skin and pushes firmly so that I’m pushed forward, bending at the waist, until my hands rest flat against the shower wall.

  My breath catches in my throat as his hand slides down my body to my hip, where he digs his fingers into the supple skin there. He slides one foot between mine, gently moving it back and forth as it taps each of my feet in repetition. Every time his foot bounces off mine, I slide mine out a little further. Once my feet are spread beyond my hips and my ass is sticking up in the air, Luca steps into me, and his hand disappears off my hip.

  I know where it’s gone even before I feel his cock push against my entrance. “Mmmm Emily, let me in,” he mumbles as he leans over me, nipping at my ear sharply. A startled gasp parts my lips as he uses the moment of surprise to slide his dick inside of me. He continues to push himself inside until his balls slap against the backs of my thighs, and I groan as my pussy stretches to accommodate him.

  He doesn’t wait for acknowledgement of anything before he rocks his hips into me, pulling himself halfway out of me before pushing back into me balls-deep. My entire body tenses as he tickles the insatiable need I have for him. Now that he’s deep inside me, he returns his hands to my breasts, kneading and plying them until I’m practically purring with pleasure.

  Between his skilled hands and his cock buried inside of me, it doesn’t take long before I feel myself careening towards the edge of paradise. I slam my hand against the shower wall, because I know there’s no way he’ll be able to come this fast, and I refuse to topple over the edge without him.

  “Fuck, no, Luca!”

  He stops moving with a startled yelp as I twist my hips and stand up straight, forcing his dick out of me. I turn around to face him, and his face is a mixture of startled surprise and thunderous anger. I narrow my eyes at him as I drop my hand to his cock and wrap my palm around him. “I’m not coming without you, Luca… so shut up and enjoy this…”

  Luca narrows his eyes at me, but before he can protest, I push him backwards. He stumbles until his back hits the wall. I smirk and drop to my knees in front of him and his eyes go dangerously wide. “Emily, you don’t have to… oh god fucking damn…Emily!”

  I look up at him as the water sprays over my face, and I grin as he threads his hands into my hair. I wince slightly as he tightens his fists in the strands, but as his head drops back against the wall, I know that he can’t help it. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, slowly taking inch by inch of his cock into my mouth until the crown of his dick brushes against the back of my throat. I gag slightly, but don’t pull back, instead swallowing around his cock.

  “Emily, oh my God… I’m gonna fucking… I can’t… oh, my…”

  Luca goes silent seconds before I realize that I’ve sucked his dick a little too long. Warm saltiness trickles down my throat as Luca’s cock twitches in my mouth. Well, if he’s already getting off, I may as well make it worth it. I reach my hand up to the base of his dick and grip him so that I can milk his length with my lips. Up and down, I bob along the velvety smooth skin of his cock while he comes in my mouth, but before I let him recover, I’m going to induce absolute euphoria.

  I grin around his dick and slide my hand between his legs, pressing my thumb against the thick ridge just behind his balls, and Luca’s entire body goes stiff as one fist tightens painfully in my hair. I push harder against the spot, letting my fingertips graze over his asshole gently and the sounds that spill out of the man become downright feral.

  Once his dick stops twitching in my mouth, I pull away slowly and stand back up, an enormous grin on my face as he pants heavily, watching me with a blank stare. I smile and lick my lips as he shakes his head. “Holy… Emily… where...why… fuck…”

  I nod slightly. “I know. I could taste it. That’s like… the most you’ve ever come in my mouth. I thought your dick was never going to stopping jerking and dumping more cum down my throat.”

  Luca nods. “I think that might’ve been the most int
ense orgasm of my life. What the fuck were you doing down there?”

  I shrug innocently with a smirk. “Isn’t it obvious? I was exploring every inch of your body to find all of your pleasure buttons...and I must say, I’m pleased by my discoveries. I’d be willing to bet that the little one I just found will give you just as strong an orgasm next time, too.”

  Luca shakes his hair, slinging droplets of water everywhere. “I never thought I’d want any part of a woman to come anywhere near my ass, but whatever you did… literally made me see stars, and it made the pleasure ramp up to something I’ve never felt before. I think if you’d kept at it, I might’ve passed out.”

  Biting my bottom lip slightly, I nod. “Getting you off wasn’t my intention. I just wanted to make sure you came with me. I didn’t intend to make you come like that…”

  Luca looks me dead in the eye and shakes his head. “Please, Emily… don’t ever apologize for something that fucking incredible. I just hope I can make it up to you, because clearly, my wife’s an absolute goddess, and I have a lot to learn.”

  I know the glint that flashes through his eyes, but my stomach has other ideas as it rumbles loudly. I blush, giggling softly. “I guess I’m hungry. Looks like three cups of coffee and an extra-large load of cum aren’t going to cut it for breakfast. Let’s finish up in here and go get Mike. I told him we’d take him to this great little place on the way to our hike. They have the best food, second only to my grandmother’s cooking and your momma’s cooking. But it’s probably the best little restaurant in Hawai’i.”

  Luca nods slowly, but frowns as his eyes drop along my body to my thighs. I pat his arm gently and bring my left hand to the side of his face, where my wedding ring glints in the natural lighting that’s filtering in through a bank of six-inch windows that line the top of the wall of the bathroom. “You can make it up to me later, baby. We have plenty of time to enjoy each other’s bodies on our honeymoon. I know you want to eat me out right now, because I can see your desire all over your face, but I’m seriously starving so much that my stomach is rumbling. If you get me off with your tongue, I’m going to want to fuck you, too and then we’ll miss brunch!”

  Rolling his eyes, Luca relents as he helps me wash my hair. He grumbles as I swat his hands away from my body as I run my hands over every inch of my skin. “Fine, I’d hate to be the reason you miss brunch, but once we step foot in this house tonight, I’m going to eat you until you’re literally climbing the walls, and then I’m going to alternate between making love to you and fucking the hell out of you until I can no longer move, because I am yours and you… are mine…”

  The finality he puts on the ‘mine’ makes me shiver with anticipation, but as much as I want to lay in bed and ravish each other, that’s something we can do at home, in New Orleans, for free. I want to make the most of what limited time we have here in the lands of my ancestors and there’s so much to show him that I can hardly wait to start introducing my husband to the islands that raised me.

  FIVE

  Mike barely even acknowledges Luca and I as we walk out of the bathroom, both dripping wet, with luxuriously fluffy towels loosely secured around us. He inclines his head at Luca as we walk by, but he doesn’t say a word. I blush anyway, because I know that he knows what we were doing. It’s to be expected, since we are on our honeymoon, but it’s still embarrassing to think that the man who’s like a stepdad to you probably just heard your husband moaning in ecstasy as you pleasured him.

  I slip into the master bedroom behind Luca and shut the door, leaning my back against it as my entire body flushes from embarrassment. Luca drops his towel as he rifles around in the still-unpacked suitcase and pulls out a pair of neon orange board shorts that he tugs on as he watches me with curiosity. “You look like you showed up to the first day of school and just realized you’re naked.”

  I nod as I wiggle off my towel, then kick it up into my hands to dry off my hair. “It’s basically the same thing. Mike knows what we did in there.”

  Luca chuckles. “Emily, Mike’s known what we do with each other. For that matter, I’m fairly sure everyone knows. One of the perks of my position is having twenty-four-hour protection on me. One of the downfalls of that level of protection is that everybody pretty much knows your business. We’ve been going at it like bunnies for almost a year. Both of our bodies respond to the other in a way that really utilizes the acoustics of a place. By the time this vacation is over, I’m fairly certain the whole island is going to know how much I physically need you. Besides, I think Mike’s rather numb to the sound of me getting my rocks off.”

  Shaking my head quickly, I groan as I cover my face with both hands. “But he’s like a dad to me. It’s just… weird…”

  Luca steps across the room, brushing his body against mine as he pulls my hands away from my face. The look on his is earnest as he nods. “I may understand that statement better than anyone else. Like you reminded me… Mike pretty much raised me. Despite the blood of my father and despite my oaths to that blood… if anyone in this world deserves the designation of being my dad, it’s Mike.”

  Luca gathers me into his arms and kisses the top of my head. “It may gross him out to think of or God forbid, hear us having sex, but it’s a fact of life and privilege of marriage that nobody would dare to deny me. Besides, my Momma wants grandbabies… and lots of them. Mike has always lived to serve her, so if he wants to make her happy, and I guarantee you that he does… he’s not going to say one word about me or Dante getting laid, especially now that our dicks are committed to one woman. Since Noemi’s already pregnant, it’s a moot point. But I’d be willing to bet Mike would be willing to do a lot towards making sure that you and I are fucking at every opportunity.”

  I shake my head as I twist out from in front of him and walk over to the bed, yanking on a pair of bike shorts and a sundress that clings to my figure. Luca watches me in silence as I distort my face into a look of disgust. “That’s just… wrong… on so many levels, Luca. But you’ve really changed your tune on children? You actually… want them?”

  Luca nods as he eyes me appreciatively then looks up at my face as he steps across the room and wraps his arms around me protectively. He leans down over me and kisses the top of my head with a sigh. “Yes, Emily. I was completely serious on the plane.”

  He grabs my hand and leads me out of the impressively appointed master suite, then pushes me up against the hallway wall, his face going dark and serious. “After losing Mandy and our son, I didn’t think I’d ever want to take the chance of ever letting a part of my heart reside outside of my body again. Because losing another…”

  He sighs and takes a deep breath, flattening his hand against my belly as he continues, “Losing another piece of my heart would destroy me and take me to a dark place from which I’ll never return. Hell does not cough up the heartless. But I already sealed my fate when I married you, because despite knowing better, I’ve allowed myself to fall in love with you. And that love is absolute. You’ve already got my heart in your hands, so what’s it matter now? You own me regardless. You’ve reminded me that love is worth the risk. I didn’t want to have children that I was afraid to love… that I’d refuse to love, because that isn’t fair to the children. I always knew I would follow in my father’s footsteps, but I didn’t want to become my father. I just wanted to be half the man he was…”

  A throat clears behind us as Mike’s voice interrupts Luca. “Luca, you are ten times the man your father was. Could ever have been. He was one of my closest friends, but I’ve watched you grow from a scared kid trying to play a deadly game of cops and robbers with daddy, to a man who commands the underground. Not with an iron fist like your father… but with the mantle of devotion from your men. Your men don’t follow you because they have to... your men follow you because they respect you, and they want to. Your father had power because he took it. You have power because you’ve earned it. You’re a god among your men, but at the end of the day, Lucario… y
ou’re still a man and one I am proud to have the opportunity to serve. In any capacity…”

  Luca whips around to face Mike, and before another word can be said, he yanks the older man into a hug, wrapping his arms tightly around Mike as complete silence descends on us in the hallway. After a moment, the two men part and stand there awkwardly, both turning to face me. I blink several times, then exhale slowly, “Uh… yeah… so… who’s up for some volcano eggs?”

  Luca’s stoic expression falters, and he chuckles as he shakes his head at me. “What the hell are volcano eggs?”

  I shrug my shoulders and smirk. “They’re amazing, that’s what they are… they bake eggs and top them off with spicy tomato sauce. It’s like ketchup on steroids. Then they top it off with cheese and either fresh veggies or this Portuguese sausage that’s to die for. Although, truth be told… those aren’t even my favorite. If they have the same menu they had when I was a kid, then I’m getting the Loco Moco. It’s a pretty common dish in the islands, but nobody makes it like Koko Head. Their gravy is so good, I could swim in it.”