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“Take me in your mouth.”
She smiled, ignoring my demand. Her hand continued to pump up and down my shaft, but I wanted more.
“You’re itching for another spanking, Emory.”
The little minx giggled, then opened wide and took me deep.
“Fuck, yes.”
I wasn’t a small man by any means, so I was impressed with how much of me she was able to take. There was no way I would last long, not with how hot she looked sucking my cock, so I pulled back. The only place I was coming was deep inside her pussy.
“Hey, I wasn’t done,” she whined.
Pulling her off the shower floor, I put my hands on her ass and lifted her up, moving us until her back hit the wall.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
Reaching between us, I put myself at her entrance before placing my hand behind her head for protection. Then I was balls deep in one solid thrust, muting her cry of pleasure with my mouth. My pace was fast and furious, never slowing as I pounded into her beautiful body.
“Luc,” she groaned.
“Fuck, you feel so good. I need you to come. Now.”
Her head slammed back against my hand as her mouth opened on a silent scream, her inner walls pulsing with her release. A few more strokes and I joined her, shouting out her name while I filled her full.
Once we cleaned up and were lying in bed, I remembered something.
“Before I left New York, Imogene told me to ask you about some guy named Lawrence?”
“Shoot. I’d forgotten about him.” She lifted her head off my chest. “He’s a private investigator Gigi hired years ago to keep tabs on my dad.”
“Seriously?” I smirked.
“Uh huh. When she found out Mom and Dad were sending me to weight loss camps every summer, she was pissed.”
“Rightfully so. Your parents are assholes, Babe.” I kissed the tip of her nose.
“Anyway,” she laid her head back down, “they threatened her so she hired Mr. Lawrence. As far as I know, he’s been on her payroll for over ten years.”
“I think I need to give your grandmother a call.”
“Can you do it tomorrow? I’m pretty wiped.”
“Go to sleep, Bellezza.”
She settled in my arms and within minutes I felt her body succumb to exhaustion. Meanwhile, I couldn’t turn my brain off. The events of the day played through my mind on a never-ending loop of what-ifs. What if she’d been alone in her apartment? What if he’d brought a gun instead of a knife? I was completely unsettled, but there was one person who could help me gain some perspective.
Without waking her up, I eased out from underneath her, grabbed my phone off the bedside table, and made my way into the living room. It was late, however if I had any hopes of getting some shut-eye, I had to make the call.
“Mio figliomy son,” she answered on the first ring. “How is Emory?”
“She’s good, Ma.”
“Ah, I see. Then it’s you who needs straightening out.”
I snorted.See…perceptive.
“I could’ve lost her today.”
