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“No.” She wrapped her hands around me, pumping hard, fast, and pulling me toward the spot I wanted to be forever. “We can go slow later. I just need a release. Please, Sir.”
Letting her guide me to her sweet pussy, I slowly lowered into her.
A sigh trembled through us both at feeling that connection once again between us.
Reaching up, I wrapped my hand around her throat, running my thumb along the gold collar. It was the only thing she was wearing while the rest of her was completely bare for me.
“I love you,” I grunted, thrusting slow and deep.
“I love you, Cyrus.” Her hands trailed down my back, cupping my ass and pulling me forward.
I stopped, staring down at her. “Marry me.”
“I’m wearing your collar.” A cheeky grin spread on her face. “Do you even have to ask me?”
I tilted my head, raising an eyebrow. “Is that a yes, pet?”
Ainsley tapped her mouth.
Lowering my lips to hers, I breathed her in and swallowed heryes.
Cyrus
My baby boys,
If you’re reading this, I’m obviously no longer around. I know it’s morbid, but I needed to write this letter just in case. With the line of work your father is in, I knew it could happen.
So first, I just want to say how sorry I am that we left you. I had your dad read this. He thought I was crazy and said that we would always be around forever and ever, but I convinced him to look at it realistically. People die. It happens. I’m just sorry that it happened to us.
I never told anyone about this letter. Just him. But I know that someone will come across this one day and give it to you when you’re ready. If you’re reading this, clearly, that time is now.
My first regret is not showing you both how much we love you. You were definitely a surprise, but know that your father and I loved you endlessly. Even as boys, you’re both strong in your own way.
Sammy, your humor and your smiles are contagious. I joked around with your dad once, saying that you were going to grow up to be a comedian. He was having none of that. He said that his boys would join Hell’s Harlem much like their daddy.
I couldn’t agree more but still liked to poke the bear anyway.
Cyrus, you’re quiet but you listen. You’re also a stubborn little boy. Or man, I guess you would be now. It’s so weird, writing this, thinking how both of you are hopefully married at this point. Happy. Fathers. And more. So much more.
I want you to have everything that life has to offer you.
But what I want most of all is for you to be there for each other. You’re brothers but you’re also best friends. Be that until the very end. Never let a woman come between you. Never let the club come between you.
You are brothers first. Always.
I placed the letter back in the envelope and handed it to Sammy.
A shuddered breath left him. “It feels like just yesterday that we lost them.”
“I know.” We stood shoulder to shoulder, staring down at our parents’ headstone. Two months had passed since Ainsley was stabbed. Sammy never pushed to visit Mom and Dad’s graves, but I knew he needed it. So after leaving Ainsley in my bed, I called up my brother and we spent the morning together. We hadn’t hung out just the two of us in months, so I knew that we both needed this. Some brother time.
“How’s Mouse doing?” Sammy asked, changing the subject because he was feeling uncomfortable. I knew because I felt it too. We didn’t like talking about how much it hurt to lose our mom and dad because, well, it fucking hurt. They were taken from us far too soon, but I also knew that we weren’t the only ones hurting. Every time the crew who had known our parents, saw us, you could see the pain in their eyes because we both looked like our dad.
“She’s doing well but she wouldn’t want you worrying about her.” It was one of the things I loved about Ainsley. She and Sammy became close quickly. He now referred to her as ‘Sis’ and I couldn’t be happier that they were getting along.
“I know.” He pulled the smoke from behind his ear and stuck it between his lips. “Red and I started...well...you know.”
I glanced at him. “Good.”
