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“Shoot them and dump them in a ditch,” I deadpanned.
Surprisingly, Angelo laughed. “What am I going to do with you, mi amore? Your curiosity will get you killed. I’m in too deep. You cannot get involved with any of the shit that’s going down.”
“Tell me, Angelo. Please.”
“It’s too dangerous.”
“I don’t care. I’m in this with you. If anything ever happened to you, I wouldn’t want to live anyway.”
“Don’t talk like that.” He stroked my jaw with his thumb. “I never want to hear you say something like that again.”
“It’s true, cuore mio. You’ve had my heart for most of my life. I would never make it without you.”
“You would be taken care of. You would never want for a thing.”
“I don’t care about things, Angelo. I care about you. We could live in a studio apartment in North Philly and eat Campbell’s soup from the can for all I care as long as I did it with you.”
He brought my hand to his mouth and kissed my skin, sending a shiver down my arms. “I don’t deserve you.”
“Yes, you do.” I shook my hand from his and got on my knees on the seat to lean over to his side of the car. “I’m yours, Angelo Morelli. Forever. Always.”
I unbuttoned his dress pants and slid down the zipper, fisting his hard cock in my hand. “If anything ever happens to you, the person who did it had better come and put me out of my misery, too.” I stroked his length and dipped my head down to lick the tip of his erection.
He groaned when I made contact with his sensitive skin and placed his hand on the back of my head. “Fuck, Gia.” I flattened my tongue and licked his shaft, staring up at him the entire time. “Don’t tease me,” he hissed.
I smiled up at him with my eyes. Angelo leaned his head back and tightened his grip on my curls, watching me as I did my best to take his ten inches in my mouth, which was never an easy task. With my hand still wrapped around him, I pumped faster, my movements perfectly timed with one another.
He moved his other hand to my head and pushed himself further inside me to the point I almost choked. But I never broke stride. I was used to Angelo being rough, and after ten years of sex with him, every part of my body had gotten used to his size.
A light shone through the windshield, and I felt Angelo’s grip on me slacken a little bit. “Don’t stop, baby. I’m so close.” The car stopped next to ours, and Angelo cracked the window to tell his brother to fuck off.
A few words were exchanged between Angelo and Pete, neither of them mentioning the fact I was sucking his cock. Angelo groaned, and Pete kept on talking as if this was normal for them. Angelo kept his hand on my head, and my hair was fanned out around my face to shield me from Pete’s gaze.
“I gotta…” Angelo said to Pete, his voice dying off in his throat. “Fuck! Can I talk to you later, bro?”
“Call me,” Pete said with an attitude and
then drove off, leaving in just enough time.
Angelo’s body trembled, his warmth filling my mouth. I swallowed, and as he let go of my hair, I sat up enough to look at him. A few satisfied noises later, he touched the top of my head. “Good girl. That was one hell of a fucking blowjob, babe. Fuck. You must really like watching me kill people.”
My panties were already wet from sucking him off, and then he had to go and say those words to me.
Was he right? What was it about Angelo doing messed up shit that made me so damn horny?
“Angelo?”
“Yeah.”
I took his still erect cock in my hand and gave it a few pumps. “I want you to fuck me on the hood of my car. But I want you to promise me one thing.”
“Anything.”
“I want it to hurt.”
Angelo smirked. “You’re as sick as me.”
I smiled, and he touched his hand to my cheek.
