by Cala Riley
“Hmmm good morning. You know sleep was in short supply, but you won’t hear me complain.” I slowly work my hands down his abs towards his sweats and play with the band at the top.
“Oh? Do you have something in mind then?” Bash ask playfully.
“I just can’t get enough of your cock. I woke up thinking about it and found that you weren’t in bed with me, so I had to come find you.” I tease while my hands slowly start to find their way farther into his pants.
Bash pulls my hands out and pulls me around in front of him and sets me on the counter. My legs instantly falling open to make room for him.
“Well I can’t leave my needy girl neglected, now can I?” he mumbles as he lays a series of wet kisses along my neck, working his shirt up.
“I must say, I like seeing you in my clothes Tesoro, but I love when you’re in nothing.” He whispers in my ear right before he nips.
I can’t help but let out a low moan only to hear a throat clearing and to feel Bash freeze.
“Really, Bastiano? The counter is meant for food not your extracurricular activities.” A woman scolds.
My eyes go wide, and I look at Bash pleadingly begging him to tell me I’m wrong. And in this moment, he truly does look bashful and slightly shrugs and let’s go of me.
“Good morning Mamma, I did not know you would be coming by this morning or I would have been properly prepared.” He tells the woman as he goes to greet her with a hug and an air kiss on each cheek.
I can’t help but drop my head in defeat. Because honestly who wants to meet the guy they are sleeping withs mother when they were fooling around?
“Come here child there is no reason to be shy. Bash properly introduce us.”
I jump off the counter and adjust Bash’s shirt to make sure nothing is showing and go to greet his mother.
“Mamma this is Sofia, Sofia my mother Catrina.”
“Mrs. Catalini it’s a pleasure to me you.”
“You as well dear.” She grabs my hand and starts pulling me out of the room. “Be a dear Bash and bring us both some drinks and something to nibble on. It seems Sofia and I need to get to know each other.” She calls over her shoulder.
And for some reason I feel like I’m the lamb being led by the lion and I’m about to be slaughtered.
She leads me to the loveseat and pats the seat next to her. I perch on the edge of the couch, uncomfortable with the fact that I am sitting here in nothing but a dress shirt. I didn’t even put panties on.
“Sofia dear, how did you meet my son?”
The tone she uses seems friendly enough, but the look in her eye tells me she is suspicious of me.
“Oh, you know the usual. Boy comes to girl’s restaurant, girl insults boy’s underling, boy laughs and falls madly for the girl. Boy somehow convinces the girl to give him a chance and here we are.”
“Please tell me you are joking dear child.” Caterina asks looking absolutely appalled.
“No, that’s basically how it happened.” I tell her with a shrug not seeing the problem.
“It’s true mother.” Bash tells her while carrying a tray into the room full of goodies.
“Your coffee, Tesoro since you never got any earlier.”
I take the cup from him and cradle it in my hands absorbing the warmth.
“Hmm thank you.”
He winks at me before he turns to his mom.
“Your tea, Mamma.”
“Thank you,” she takes a sip while throwing me a disapproving look. “Well what else can you tell me Sofia? Are you from the neighborhood?”
“Originally my parents were from here but moved before I was born. I recently moved here to be closer to my uncle who lives here.”
“That’s nice. And friends?”
“What is with the twenty questions Mamma? This isn’t like you. What made you stop by today?”
Bash sits on the arm of the love seat next to me and reaches down to rub my back.
“Well a mother has a right to know who her only son is spending time with, does she not? And when I heard you had a woman spending time here I got curious, so I stopped by unannounced. It’s not like you told me about her”
I can’t help but snort that comes out.
“Yes, because showing up here unannounced sounds like such a good idea.” I mutter under my breath before taking a sip of my coffee.
“Bash!” She gasps while he chuckles.
“What Mamma?” he asks once he gets himself under control.
“She cannot talk that! That will only cause you trouble. What will those under you think if they hear her speak that way?” she asks in complete outrage.
“We’ve been over this Mamma, what do you not understand? I run this family now and I will do so how I see fit. Sofia knows when to hold back her sharp tongue and when to let it out.”
“My child, you cannot be entertaining the idea of being with a defiant woman.”
Bash must feel me bristle next to him because he lays a comforting hand on my thigh and starts rubbing his thumb back and forth. I know we are only temporary, but her words set me on edge.
“Me? Defiant? Really?” I cannot help the sarcasm that drips with each word.
“I am Mamma. Sofia knows the score and when to keep quiet. But her defiance as you call it is one of the reasons I enjoy being around her. I need someone to tell me when I’m being irrational, and she does that. Sofia has already proven that she can handle this life mother, some might say far better than you ever did.”
“The woman you should choose should be soft spoken and seen but not heard child. Its how its been done for generations! If your sisters meet her they will get ideas into their heads that should not be there!”
He hasn’t chosen me. I am just here to warm his bed.
My thoughts swirl at the thought.
“Well Mamma, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I am running things a bit differently now. I do not want a woman who will bow down to my every word and let me run over her. As for my sisters, I can only hope that Sofia would teach them a thing or two. I do not want them to end up in an unhappy marriage like you did. And if that is all then I think now is the time to cut this visit short. We have places to be and people to see.”
I warm at his words. When he talks like that, it almost gives me hope that this is more than what we have both tried so desperately hard to keep it. It muddles the lines a bit more for us.
Bash stands to walk his mother to the door.
“It was nice to meet you Mrs. Catalini.” I tell her with my fakest sincere voice.
She gives me a tight smile without saying a word before turning to head towards the door.
“Don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out.” I mutter under my breath as a sink farther into the couch and try and enjoy what’s left of my coffee.
Her shoulders tensing tells me she heard every word.
Oh Joy.
Bash
After being in the car for a little while I realize that Sofia hasn’t said much since our unplanned visitor this morning. I turn to look at her and am instantly taken back on how beautiful she is, but even I can tell something is wrong.
“You alright, Tesoro?”
“Your mother hated me.”
The sad tone takes me by surprise. I didn’t think she cared.
Not knowing how to respond I look up front to see both Lo and Gio purposely avoiding eye contact and feeling as awkward as I do.
I restlessly shift in my seat not knowing how to respond.
“I wouldn’t say she didn’t like you Sofia. But I will admit that you are different than any of the other women that have found their way into the family.”
That was the understatement of the year. Most men in our organization went for mild and meek. Usually I did too, but I didn’t want to date those women. I only wanted what was between their legs. Hell half the time I didn’t even get there, opting for their mouth instead.
“So, because I speak my mind and don’t hol
d back I’m not good enough for anyone in the neighborhood let alone you?” she asks while turning to face me head on with challenge in her eyes.
I feel the anger fill me. She thinks she isn’t good enough?
“No one in the neighborhood is not good enough for you Sofia, not the other way around.”
I’m not good enough for you.
Completely ignoring my comment, she continues.
“And what was that comment about your sisters? ‘What kind of ideas will they get if they meet her Bash?’” she asks in a higher pitch getting more pissed off by the minute.
I want to laugh at her impersonation of my mother, but I don’t. I don’t want to get hit. That thought almost throws me into a fit of laughter on its own.
“What’s wrong with wanting your sisters to be able to make up their own mind and to speak when they feel like they need to! HELLO, we live in the twenty first century, we have rights now and one of those rights is to speak freely god dammit!” she yells chest heaving.
Out of the corner of my eye I watch both Lo and Gio visibly shrink in their seats trying to stay out of the way of her wrath. They don’t fear much, but my woman can be quite fierce when she wants to be.
My woman.
I shake my head to try and change my thoughts.
“I agree Sofia. They should be able to decide what happens in their own lives. Sadly, Karrisa didn’t get that opportunity and my father picked her husband for her. Thankfully she seems happy, but Grear will get to make her own choices and have her voice heard. I promise you.”
“As long as he passes your tests you mean.” She deadpans.
I can’t help but scoff, “Of course, I’m not going to have my baby sister end up with a deficient.”
“Better than nothing, I suppose.” She mumbles before turning back toward the window.
My heart aches for her. She is obviously bothered by what my mother said. I wish I could go back and keep her from coming. We had a good thing going. We both knew where we stood. I think Mamma might have just messed this all up.
“Does it matter what my mother thinks, Tesoro? I thought it only mattered what we thought.” I ask and finally cave in and put my hands on her. Instantly she starts to melt into me.
“You’re right.”
“Of course, I’m right.” I tell her with a shake of my head.
She glares at me.
“I shouldn’t be so invested. This is just temporary so really it doesn’t matter what your mother thinks. Besides, you will never settle down, or so you told me. That should make her happy. No bad influences to ruin her precious girls.”
I squeeze her thigh at her words. Those were my words. I didn’t want to settle down. This was all just supposed to be until I knew she was safe.
So why does the thought of her leaving scare the hell out of me? Why is it that when I think about another man putting his hands on her I feel my body fill with rage? Why does it hurt to breath when I think that one day I will wake up and she won’t be next to me?
I push those thoughts away and relax my grip. I can’t think about that now. I have too much other stuff to worry about. Whatever happens will happen.
I look up and catch a knowing look in Lo’s eye. I grimace.
“So where are we going anyways?”
I look back to Sofia. It seems she has put this behind her for now. Instead, there is anticipation on her face, which brightens my day. She usually stays at the house while I go out, but I decided she needed a break. I brought her out with me.
“We are going to Ivory.”
She gives me a questioning look.
“What’s that?”
I chuckle.
“My club here in Brooklyn. I thought you might want to get out of the house for a little while. I have some business to handle, but I want you to stay near me or one of them. It is still not safe for you to be out, but I don’t want you to feel like a prisoner.”
Her eyes light up with excitement.
“You are taking me out? Like out out?”
“Yes, Tesoro. Mia and Isabella should already be there.”
I watch as she dances a little in her seat. This woman is crazy. One minute she could be ready to cut your balls off then the next she is like a little kid going to Disney. Her unpredictability is what endears me to her.
“I am so happy. Thank you so much, Bash.”
She leans up and kisses me while he hand slides up my leg. I instantly feel myself growing harder than I already am.
Who am I kidding, I am almost always some state of hard when she is around.
I kiss deepen the kiss as I push her back against the seat.
“Later, Tesoro. Unless you would like to have Lo and Gio watch. Is my dirty girl an exhibitionist?” I whisper as I nibble her ear.
I pull back to look at her. Her face turns red, but I see the heat there too. So she does have a wilder side to her. I will have to explore that later.
“We are here, Boss.”
I glance up and see that Lo and Gio are now actively avoiding looking at the back seat. I chuckle.
“Let’s go Tesoro. Your friends await.”
∞∞∞
I don’t know what I was thinking bringing her here. I am trying to get work done, but every time I look at the cameras, I see another man itching to get close to her. Thankfully, they are in the VIP longue and tonight it has been roped off for them and only them. That still doesn’t stop the men from attempting to ascend the stairs to get to them.
I grit my teeth. For the last two hours the girls have been drinking, dancing, and having a good time. She originally wanted to go down to the main floor, but I couldn’t have that. Yes, it wasn’t safe, but my real reason was because I didn’t want to murder someone tonight. I know Gio and Lo felt the same way.
Lo was with the girls now, watching over them. They seemed to enjoy ordering him around like a butler, but he was doing everything they asked so I guess he didn’t mind. Hell, Sofia could ask me for anything in this world and I would probably give it to her. Even if she asked me to put a gun to the president’s head and pull the trigger. I would take that death warrant without blinking if she wanted it.
That’s what scared me the most. She quickly has become a weakness for me.
I shake my head. I needed to stop thinking like that. I didn’t have time for a woman in this life.
My eyes stray back to her and I slam down my pen on the desk.
Gio chuckles.
“I think it is time we join the girls.” He says.
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt.” I grumble back
I would need to take the paperwork with me to do later, but I couldn’t help myself. Watching Sofia sway her hips to the music while she runs her hands all over her body? Yeah that was pure torture. Especially since I now knew what each inch of her body tasted like. That my friend, was pure hell, knowing that she tasted like heaven, but her being too far away to enjoy it over and over again.
She has quickly become my addiction. A vice that I cannot seem to let go.
As we step out into the VIP area, Lo meets us half-way there.
“How drunk are they?” I ask.
“Not very. I think they are taking it easy tonight.”
I smile. Good. I need her somewhat sober for what I have in mind.
“Keep the other two busy for a while.”
They each give me knowing looks as they head over to the girls.
Sofia has her back to me, so I sneak up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. She squeals as she turns and smiles at me.
“Bash.” She gasps.
“Tesoro. Come dance with me.”
She smiles and I lead her away from her friends to the corner of the VIP area. It is raised above the rest of the club so we are able to see out over the floor. I pull her back against my front as she starts grinding into me with the music.
“Are you having fun?” I whisper in her ear.
She looks back at me and bites her lip as she nods
yes. I smirk at her as I run my hand up her thigh. I watch as she visibly shivers at the touch. She is always so reactive for me and it turns me on knowing it is me that is doing it to her.
I walk her forward a couple of steps to the rail.
“Grab onto the rail, Tesoro.”
She does as I ask and I run my hand further up her thigh and under her skirt. Once I reach the edge of her panties, she attempts to close her legs.
“We are in public, Bash.”
She scolds me, but the look on her face is the same one I saw in the car. This is exciting her.
“Open up.” I bite her neck and her legs open to my hand.
I don’t waste anytime. I slide her panties aside as my right hand finds her clit. I start circling it slowing. She pushes back against my cock as I watch her face light up in a moan. I can’t hear her over the music, but I can see every emotion playing out on her face. I shove two fingers inside of her and revel in the wetness there. My girl is a dirty girl and I love every minute of it.
“Watch them.” I whisper in her ear as she throws her head back against my shoulder. “Watch the people below. Anyone could look up and see how dirty you are right now.”
I hear her moan that time as she turns to kiss me. I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her while my thumb flicks against her clit. Her insides are clenching me to the point that with each stroke I am having to force my way in and out. I slide my left hand up under her shirt and pull her bra to the side. I latch onto her nipple and roll it between my fingers. Then I switch to the other one, alternative as I go.
“BASH.” She cries out and I feel the wetness coat my hand as she comes.
I continue to pump into her as I wait for her to come down. Once she does I stop.
“How was it Tesoro?”
Chapter Thirteen
Sofia
How was it? It was fucking amazing. One of my top 5 orgasms.
“I cannot believe we just did that.” I say as I look down below.
No one is looking this way, but the fact that they could set my blood on fire. I never knew that someone catching me having sex would turn me on so much. This man has broadened my horizons and possibly ruined me for all other men.
