by Kay Maree
"Talk to me, Sergio," I whisper. I know something is terribly wrong.
"I need you right now." He trails warm kisses up my neck and I hum with approval.
I'm well aware that we can be noisy and we're not alone so I hit a button on the wall which I discovered the other day and music floats from speakers. It's Breathe by Faith Hill. I had the song on repeat after I found it, I'm addicted to it. It's perfect for now.
I feather my fingertips over Sergio's back, he moves up and hovers over my lips. But, he doesn't kiss me. I lick my lips in anticipation but he's standing there, staring.
"We don't have to do this if you need time."
I see the uncertainty in his eyes and I know he's concerned but I need this, I need all of him to wash away everything.
"I need you, Knuckles." I flick the tip of my tongue over his lips and he groans before crashing his mouth against mine.
I moan with desire when his tongue slides in, tasting my mouth. He slides the shirt from my shoulders and the rough of his palms causes goosebumps to break out over my skin. With the shirt gone, he makes quick work of my bra and panties. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pull him back to me, his mouth back to mine.
Gripping my ass in both hands, he rubs his hard cock against me and I arch into him, wanting him in me. His lips latch onto a hard nipple and I hold him there, running my fingers through his thick hair. I love the feel of him plucking and nipping at my aching breast.
"Need you now." I'm breathless with want.
He releases the nipple and kisses the other one before unzipping his pants. I slide my hand over the ridges and valleys of his six pack and under the waistband of his briefs. I palm his hard cock and stroke up and down.
Pushing him back, I note the confusion on his face as I slide from the bench and onto my knees. I kneel before him, knowing what I want. I slide his briefs to his ankles, hold his length in my hand and as my mouth closes around him, I gaze into his eyes. He's far too big for me and my mouth has to stretch around him. I lap at the tip, sliding my tongue over the slit which causes his moans and groans to echo around us.
Blowing out a deep breath, I suck his length until it hits the back of my throat. Ignoring the gag reflex, I relax my muscles and take him all the way in. My eyes water slightly but when I look up into his midnight eyes and watch them roll with ecstasy, it's all worth it.
His hands are on the back of my head, his fingers wrapped in my hair. I wait for him to push in harder but instead I find myself pulled into his arms and I'm filled balls deep.
"Fuck, Sugar. Your fucking mouth, you have no idea what you do to me." He grunts and pushes deep inside me.
I throw my head back, loving the feeling of fullness.
"Fuck, your pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock."
His words set my body alight and I tense up. "Right there," I scream out as I topple over the edge.
"Fuck, you're mine, Sugar. You'll always be mine."
He grunts with each thrust, leans forward and runs his tongue up my neck before biting down on my ear. It should scare the shit out of me after all I've been through but he ignites me and I come hard again.
"Yours, always yours, Knuckles." I kiss him deeply as I feel his hot release shoot inside me.
***
Looking out the window, I watch the moon rising and sigh against Sergio's chest, his hands twist in my hair.
"Paulie DeMarko"
I freeze up at the mention of the name but relax when his fingers massage my scalp
"He's a nasty fuck."
I run my nails over his hand with Marcella tattooed across it and wait for him to go on, I know this has something to with her and the asshole DeMarko.
"I was eighteen when my sister, Marcella, was snatched off the street. She had only gone to the local Deli to pick up an order our grandmother had placed earlier that morning." He blows out a deep breath "She was only sixteen at the time. I was busy doing some odd job for my grandfather. He wasn't part of the mafia but he dealt with them on occasion which is how I met Dominic. He and his father used to visit my grandfather. My sister and I lived with my grandparents because our parents had died in a car accident. When Marcella went missing I went nuts trying to work out who took her and why. Turned out my grandfather owed the wrong people money and he couldn't pay. He paid it back by giving him Marcella and making it look like she'd just disappeared."
He sighs loudly, I feel tears well in my eyes. What happened to his sister was what had happened to me.
"It took me a year to find out where DeMarko had her but, by the time I got there it was too late. He'd beaten her so badly and destroyed her in other ways to the point she was no good to him anymore. He pulled his gun and shot her in the head while I was forced to watch. Then, he turned the gun on me."
He takes my hand, places it on his chest and moves it over the scars.
"Dominic found me, saved my life and I stayed with him until I was back on my feet. Once I'd recovered, I went to my grandparents and told them what had happened. The look on their faces told me they didn't give a shit and they said I should thank my lucky stars I'd survived. They said Marcella's life had served its purpose by getting them out of trouble and now we could move on."
I gasp and cover my mouth as tears stream down my face.
"I was heartbroken over the way they thought of my sister as someone who could be thrown away. So, I shot them both and walked out of the house for the last time. When Dominic became boss, he accepted me into the family and I became a Grasso."
I'm silent, not sure what to say. He places his fingers under my chin, lifts my face to his and I see the sadness in his eyes. I want to kiss it away.
"DeMarko will never get his hands on you. I will set the world on fire to give you whatever you need and I will not have you taken away from me."
I kiss his soft lips and feel his hand on the back of my head but, before he deepens the kiss, there's something I need to tell him.
"I want you, Sergio. All of you. I didn't know what to think when I first saw you, I was so hurt, so scared. But, deep down I knew if I didn't let you in, I'd be missing something amazing. Even if it left me gasping for air, I was willing to let you fill the emptiness inside me. Whether that was for one fleeting moment or a lifetime."
"Mine," he growls while still holding the back of my head.
"Yours," I whisper back.
He takes my lips in a kiss which curls my toes. I crawl on top of him, feeling his hardness against my ass. I lift up to slide him inside when a knock sounds at the door followed by a little voice.
"Aunty Kirsty, mummy said it's time for dinner." I giggle at the sound of her sweet voice.
"Coming sweetie," I call back while never taking my eyes off my man.
He squeezes my ass. "I wish," he growls causing me to burst into laughter.
***
When I reach the kitchen, I look around and everyone who has become my family is gathered together and dinner is being laid out. Katherine is in Antonio's arms, I know I need to speak to her, tell her I'm sorry her father is dead even though I don't have a single regret about his death. I owe her that much, he was her father. When she looks my way, I indicate the back door, step away from Sergio's arms and head outside. The air is cool and I stand on the back porch breathing deeply. I have no idea how Katherine will respond to me, I want her to understand, I had to do it before he died.
When I hear her footsteps on the wooden deck I blurt out, "I'm sorry."
She comes to stand beside me. "For what, Doll?"
"Your father."
I watch as she looks up at the moon, her eyes are glassy and I wonder what she's thinking. Fuck, I hope she doesn't hate me.
"Please don't hate me," I whisper.
She turns to face me and I watch as her eyes soften.
"I don't hate you, Kirsty, and I'm certainly not upset he's dead. If anything, I'm relieved he can't hurt anyone else."
I nod, not sure what to say and she wraps her ar
ms around me.
"He was a monster," I say into her shoulder
"Yes, he was and he deserved everything he got."
Easing back from the hug, I find she is smiling.
"He may have helped create me but he was no father to me. I'm not sure if you know the full story about what happened to me?"
I shake my head.
"Maybe one day I'll tell you. We all fight our own demons, Kirsty and I'm lucky enough to be surrounded by all these amazing people who help me through. Without them to build you up when you feel low, you become surrounded in darkness, not knowing what the light really means."
"Wow." I really soak in the words.
"Fuck, that was some deep and meaningful shit, wasn't it?" she laughs.
I nod and laugh with her.
"What I'm trying to say is, I've spent a lot of time pushing people and things away but I'm slowing learning to accept help. It doesn't mean you're weak, it makes you stronger."
I sob at her words, I understand exactly what she is saying.
"Kitten," Antonio calls out.
"Coming, Stud," she calls back which makes him growl and she laughs at him.
"Are you coming in for dinner?" Kat asks.
"I just need a moment, I'll be in shortly." She hugs me again before heading inside.
Taking a few steps into the back yard, I bend down, pick up a Dandelion and bring it to my lips. I know exactly what I want now. Closing my eyes, I let out a deep breath and blow. When I open my eyes, I watch as the puffs float around me before being lifted on the breeze into the night sky, taking my wish with them.
'I wish I may, I wish I might, for a love so strong the stars become jealous.'
Epilogue
One Month Later…..
Kirsty
I gaze at myself in the full-length mirror in the guest house at Brooklyn's home, knowing I need to get my butt into gear and go inside to give Brooklyn a hand to get into her dress. She warned last night it would be all hands on deck to get the thing on her, she even demanded Katherine bring a needle and thread to sew the bitch on her if she has to. No-one argued with her, with the way her hormones are right now, you never know what she might do. I like my life, actually I love my life so we just nodded. Kat and I shared a look when Dominic walked in and started telling her she was over reacting, for a mob boss he really isn't a smart man at all.
As for Sergio, he's amazing and still sexy as fuck to me. I doubt my opinion about that will change anytime soon. He finally confessed to me that the safe house we live in is actually his place. He said he hadn't had a use for it until I came along as it was easier for him to be at the guest house, close for when the Boss needed him. I didn't understand until he explained he was Dominic's personal bodyguard. I told him I was happy to stay at the guest house if that was what he preferred but, he reminded me how loud I am when we have sex and said he didn't want anyone hearing me. Sergio also liked being at his house because we could stay naked and he could have me anytime without someone walking in on us.
Turning my attention back to the image in the mirror, I can see how much I've changed in the past few months. My skin is clear with a healthy glow and according to Sergio, my eyes shine.
I feel his presence before I see him, when he enters the room, the energy changes and my body responds. Looking over my shoulder, I find him standing in the doorway studying me. He's wearing a suit which is molded to every part of his body, I lick my lips. Fuck he's sexy. I watch as his eyes take me in from head to toe and I have to squeeze my thighs together to prevent the ache which is building.
He crosses the distance between us in seconds and his mouth captures mine, I moan at the contact. When he pulls away, I watch as his eyes travel down my neck to my chest and a smile curves my lips. I shake my head, knowing exactly what it is that he'd prefer to be doing.
"Not this morning, Knuckles. I need to get my butt over to Brooklyn or would you prefer to deal with a very pregnant, hormonal, upset woman? I sure as shit don't want to upset her."
I laugh when his eyes widen and he shakes his head, my man isn't silly.
"Fanculo, Dominic digs a big enough hole every time he opens his mouth and I'm not joining him." He laughs and I turn back to the mirror to fix my lipstick.
Sergio reaches out and places a necklace around my neck and I gasp, it's absolutely stunning.
"Sergio…." I gasp again and run my fingers down the platinum chain to the crystal which hangs between my breasts. When I lift it, I see the delicate dandelion puff trapped inside. My eyes tear up, I turn and bury my face in Sergio's chest.
"Sugar, I love you." He kisses the top of my head.
Lifting my head, I grip his jacket in my fingers.
"Now, if there are no dandelions around to wish on, you only need to hold this in your hand."
He runs his fingertips down the side of my face and I shiver at the contact. Maybe we have time for a quickie after all? Standing on tiptoes, I brush my lips over his and tell him a secret I had intended to save for later.
"I love you, Sergio." I step back but stay focused on those midnight eyes which calm my soul. "I'm pregnant."
I watch and see the moment the words register; his eyes widen and his mouth slams down on mine. I moan and have every intention of stripping him out of his sexy suit when loud banging sounds at the door.
"Break it up, lovebirds. Kirsty, you are not fucking leaving me with Brooklyn. I love that woman but it's not happening so get your ass out here now."
I laugh at Kat and know I can't do it to her. After planting a kiss to Sergio's lips, I wriggle from his hold and head to the door.
"I'm the happiest man in the world, Sugar." I pause with my hand on the doorknob and smile over my shoulder.
"So am I, Knuckles."
I blow him a kiss and as I leave I hear him mutter, "wait until tonight."
My whole body ignites like a wildfire and I know the feeling will remain until I have Sergio buried deep inside me.
The End
for nowanyways….
Trixie Mine
Trinity
I saw him.
One photo.
One look and I knew I was going to make him mine.
But the problem was, how do I make it happen?
All I have ever known are codes through a computer.
I've been kept hidden away, I only know what the world is like through a computer screen.
So, I guess I’ll attract him to me the only way I know how.
With a swipe of a key and a click of the mouse, I’ll lead him to right where I need him to be.
But, I have to be smart and not lead him straight to me because if anybody else finds out, especially my handler, I’m dead and so is he.
So, for now I’ll keep picturing him in my dreams and hold onto the thought that one day, he will be mine.
Trixie: Theo will either catch onto my game and free me, or send me spiraling into darkness.
Theo
One coded message, that’s all it took to start me chasing my tail.
A cat and mouse game which could be deadly.
But, then I saw her. Huge dark eyes surrounded by black framed glasses sucked the air from my lungs. How can one simple photo do so much?
A photo which seemed to take a lifetime to find.
But, there is one problem.
The only traces I can find of her is what she's feeding me through code to my computer. I need to find her now more than ever.
Someone has her.
They have taken what is mine.
But, they have underestimated me because nothing will stop me from getting her back.
Trixie is mine and I will find her.
Theo: I will chase her to the ends of the earth, and I will surrender to my knees for her to be mine.
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