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“I am open to changing my mind. I’m flexible like that.”
“God, you are so very flexible. It’s what I love about you.” I sink my tip inside and she moans. “Want more?”
“Don’t be a tease. I thought this was all about taking your anger out on me.”
“You want that, baby?”
“Go ahead. Find out if your neighbors really don’t mind you fucking your wife in the back yard.”
“I bet you want them to watch.” My heart races at the thought of getting caught. I sink myself deeper. “I bet you’re dripping right now, thinking about some uppity Old City grandma clutching her pearls.”
“Mmm, god, yes. Let’s scandalize the rich. Then we can eat them.”
I sink myself deep inside of her then and she moans, head back. I wrap my hand around her throat. “We are the rich now, baby, and all I want to eat is you.”
I fuck her rough. I don’t want to hold back anymore. No more teasing, no more joking. No more thinking. I fuck my beautiful wife right there in the back yard, cock taking her from behind, and I drive her deeper and deeper into ecstasy. We’re not quiet or shy about it—and when she comes a second time, it throws me over the edge. I finish inside of her in a massive, twitching bliss, and I’m breathing hard when I slip myself out of her and collapse into a chair.
She turns around, out of breath and a little sweaty. “I love you like that,” I say, staring at her with a happy twist in my stomach.
“What? Messy with you? I’m pretty sure your cum’s dripping down my freaking thigh.” She finds her panties and uses them to clean herself up. “You think that’s attractive?”
“Actually, that’s the hottest fucking thing you’ve ever said.”
She rolls her eyes, but she likes it when I drag her into my lap and kiss her neck.
“Go talk to your brother, Saul,” she says as she curls up against me.
“Can we not talk about that right now?”
“I guess, but you should listen to me.”
“Why?”
“Because your family is important to you just like mine’s important to me. You’ve given me so much and I feel at a total loss right now. I don’t know how to help you.”
“There’s nothing you can do.”
“I can keep trying to convince you to talk to them. That’s a start.”
I grunt and kiss her. I know she means well, but I can’t face that house, and I don’t want to keep talking about them right now.
Renzo took it too far. He crossed a line, and now I don’t think there’s any way to get back to where we were before. Even if he apologizes, even if I accept his apology, I can’t forget what he said. “You’re dead to me.” I can’t forget how that obliterated everything I’ve given to him over the years.
And right now, with Molly in my lap, I can imagine a new family. Smaller, a lot more Irish than I’d like, but all mine.
Chapter 32
Molly
Saul gets extremely good at avoiding his problems.
Every time I bring up the topic of his family, some pressing issue magically appears. The floor needs to be cleaned, the toilets need to be scrubbed, the showerhead needs to be tightened. The house is immaculate because he’s too busy cleaning and screwing my brains out to face his problems.
I want to help him. It kills me that I can’t figure out how. After what he’s done for Nana and Jason, there’s nothing I want more than to make him feel better. If I could patch up his relationship with his brother, I’d do it in a heartbeat. But he won’t even talk about Renzo, much less let me get more involved. Each time I try, he gives me a stern glare, and ends up shoving his tongue between my legs. Which is nice, don’t get me wrong, but a girl can only handle so many avoidance-orgasms before she gets frustrated.
I’m still working at the diner. I’m happy, even though I feel guilty for my happiness. This is the most stable my life’s ever been, and meanwhile, the man that I love is spiraling into what looks a lot like depression.
Marsha gives me a look as I clock out for the day about a month after everything went down with Renzo. “You know how they say pregnant women glow? I thought it was bullshit, but I swear, the last few weeks you’ve been like a freaking lightbulb.”
