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I know what they wanted.
They wanted me to tell them who was giving out the information, but I didn’t know. Uncle Tony wasn't forthcoming with it either. He knew I would go after whoever it was for wasting my fucking time in the first place. Sometimes it didn’t seem as if he had any standards or hard limits when it came to what I was doing, but then he’d put his foot down at the most interesting times.
Like with the lying sack of shit that I was going to find without his help anyways.
“It doesn’t matter if it’s your problem or not. You’re the only link we have to the guy, and we’re not going to allow you to get away from us before we find him.” Cole pushed off the wall and moved towards me.
My body instantly responded against my better judgment as the spicy scent of his cologne moved closer to me. I couldn’t stop the sway of my body. The temptation of pressing my almost naked body against the material of his clothes was proving to be hard to ignore.
“I can’t help that you can’t control your people. I don’t know who the guy is. I’m working to find out. Don’t worry too much. When I know who he is, so will you, because he’s going to join the mountain of bodies I’ve already accumulated.”
My feet moved across the soft carpet pushing me closer to him. I was becoming a fucking lunatic, reasoning with myself on why getting closer to him was a bad idea. If we closed the small distance that now separated us, I wouldn’t be leaving this bedroom without getting the orgasm I was desperate for him to give me.
My pathetic slip of fabric that was covering my pussy was destroyed already, and the man hadn’t even touched me yet. I wanted him, and I was getting so tired of denying myself what I wanted. There were very few times in my life when I did that, but I knew getting involved with the Valentino boys any other way than how I had planned was a bad idea. It was the type of idea that would fuck up my entire plan.
I needed to get him out of apartment and out of my face, so that I could rub one out to the thoughts of what might’ve been if I’d given into my inner slut who’d already fallen over onto her back with her legs spread in the air.
“If you don’t know who he is then tell me who has been feeding you information. We can start with that person.” Another inch of the empty space between us disappeared as he spoke.
I wasn’t giving him anything on my uncle. I might be suspicious of the man right now, and I might not trust him like I probably should, seeing as how he’s supported everything I’ve wanted to do since my parent’s death, but he was still the closest thing to family I had. If whatever he’s done behind my back is so terrible then I would be the one to take care of him.
“I’m not telling you anything. We’re yet again having a pointless conversation.” I made a move of my own to mirror his.
If I took too deep of a breath the hardened points of my nipples could graze his chest. Testing the theory because I just couldn’t help myself, I drew in a deep breath of his smell. Just as I went to exhale, his thick muscled arm wrapped around my slender waist and pulled me flush against his chest.
“You’re very distracting in that little scrap of lace,” his voice pitched low as his eyes dropped down to take in the quick rise and fall of my breasts.
“I hope you don’t think a line like that will actually work on me,” I shot back at him.
I was a fucking liar.
At that point it didn’t matter what he said to me. I was way far past the point of caring what he said. The feel of him against me from chest to thigh was enough to short circuit whatever thought process I usually had. All I could think about was what he would feel like without anything separating our skin.
I didn’t give another thought to my actions as I hopped up into the air and wrapped my legs around his waist. Rocking my hips, a moan of pure lust escaped out of my mouth as the abrasive feel of his jeans rubbed against the soaked crotch of my thong.
“It looks like it’s working just fine to me. It seems I’ve gotten exactly what I’ve been craving.”
There was only a moment for me to feel the brush of his warm breath against the pillows of my lips before he was kissing me.
