Page 13 of Rescuing Melissa


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Though right now, I really want to argue.

Melissa doesn’t seem put off by this in the least. In fact, she dips her hand into my pocket, giving my cock a quick caress through the fabric before she takes my phone out and presses it to my ear.

“This had better be an emergency,” I growl, looking into Melissa’s beautiful hazel eyes while she undoes my belt and slides my pants down my legs.

I don’t want to talk to my brother right now, especially when my beauty sinks to her knees before me after sliding my designer underwear to my ankles. Tom Ford would be proud that the boxer briefs he designed hit the floor with such tawdry intention.

My dick bobs in front of Melissa’s face, making it clear that he wants to be anywhere she puts him.

Antonio’s voice is tighter than mine. “Lance is gone. He knows we’re onto him. He knows you have Melissa. He knows, Giovanni. So whatever element of surprise we were hoping for is gone.”

I want to tell Antonio that I don’t fucking care because Melissa’s tongue is teasing my balls, letting my cock rest across her cheek while she bathes them with light strokes. She occasionally turns her head to kiss the side of my stiff length.

“Sounds like it’s…” I bite back a moan because my brother doesn’t need to hear that. “What do you need from me? Please say nothing.”

Antonio’s voice is grave. “I checked our files, Giovanni. Lance had access to a lot of important stuff. There was a download of sensitive material twenty minutes ago. Enough stuff to do some real damage.”

“Anything I would understand?”

Antonio replies, but I have a hard time making sense of his words. To be fair, Antonio’s intellect goes over my head most days, but when Melissa sucks one of my balls into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, my brain leaves the building entirely.

I teased her, so now it’s my turn to be toyed with. She’s got to know that I just want to come. I want to sink my dick anywhere she wants it and shoot a load clear from here to the moon, writing her name in the stars with my cum.

Antonio’s voice filters back in. “They got Al Capone on tax evasion, and Lance has way more than that on us. We need him dealt with, Giovanni. Domani’s searching the south side. Brunello is scouring our territory for him. I need you to take your team and go to the addresses I send you. He’s got a few I know about, and a couple he doesn’t know I know about. He’s got to be silenced tonight.”

Melissa pops my ball out of her mouth and then wraps her lips around my cock, fucking deep-throating me on the first go. “Fuck!” I shout as my knees nearly go out from under me. I tangle my free hand in her hair, not to guide her movements, since she’s clearly got this under control, but to feel the silk of her beautiful curly brown hair so I know I’m not imagining her.

Antonio sighs. “I know. It sucks, but we have to move on him now. If we don’t, it’s going to be a big problem for us. I should have had a better eye on him. I had no idea Lance Hamilton was stalking some poor woman. Paul said there were cameras in her place? Sick. Dad would roll over in his grave if he knew someone like that was on our payroll. We have to fix this tonight.”

“Yeah,” I grunt, closing my eyes as if that will somehow shut out my brother’s voice, so I don’t have to hear him while I’m getting a blowjob from a goddess. “Send me the addresses.” Then I end the call because I can’t hold myself back anymore. If Melissa likes to be watched during sex, I don’t feel any shame being a goddamn chatterbox while I’m finding my bliss. “Fuck, that’s good. Your mouth is a goddamn paradise.” I swear angrily, clenching my fist. “But I’m so sorry, baby. I have to go.”

But Melissa doesn’t release me. She looks up, her big eyes fixed on my face while she grips my hips so I can’t easily retreat. She’s got my balls on her chin, and I’ve never seen a sweeter sight. I can feel the back of her throat with my head, and when she starts bobbing on my length, I cry out for mercy because the high is uncontrollable. I can’t pull away, even though time is ticking. My body doesn’t belong to my family. In this moment, my cock doesn’t even belong to me. It’s all hers, and she is making a meal of it. Her little groans and gags that she inflicts on herself as she guides my hips to thrust harder than I would normally go during a first encounter send all the blood right to my swelling member. There’s nothing for me to hold onto to brace myself, so I keep my hand on her head, tangling my fingers in her crazy curls so I have something soft to grip when I want to go rough on this sweet beauty.

“Your mouth is so fucking hot, Melissa. You fitting me all the way in is a miracle. I have to… I shouldn’t be…” I can’t finish my sentences because she is erasing all intelligent thought from my brain. “I love fucking your mouth, baby. Once I deal with this shit, I’m going to fuck that sweet pussy so hard. Mine, Melissa. All mine.”

She massages my glutes while she deep throats me, as if the woman was born with little gag reflex. When her mouth tightens around my length and her throat constricts, it’s just the pressure I need. I don’t want to come so quick, but on the other hand, if I’m going to deal with fucking Lance screwing over my family, I have to come now or never. “I need to…”

She seems to understand that I have to go, so she presses her fingers into a spot below my tailbone on either side of my spine, sending heat through my legs and making them shake from the effort of standing. My woman can read my body like a newspaper, pushing all my triggers with no guidance whatsoever.

I should be out the door. I should me gathering my men.

But if I don’t come, I am going to murder the wrong fucking person just to get some release, which I’m guessing isn’t a huge help to the family or to keeping Melissa safe.

I’ve lost all coherent speech, but that doesn’t stop me from muttering a stream of filthy words while she speeds things along by humming around my head before taking one more deep dive, swallowing me to the hilt.

Lightning shoots through me from my arms, toes and neck, gathering into my center like an inferno ready to blast right at the woman I can’t get enough of.

She pulls off me just before I am certain I’m going to come, and I nearly cry like a brat. She sticks her finger into her mouth and then gives me that sweet suction again, pulling my cock into her mouth as if she never stopped.

I race up the hill again, my balls tightening, but I still can’t shake the duty to my family that keeps tapping me on the shoulder, reminding me that I shouldn’t be here right now. I should be out the door, putting a bullet in Lance’s brain.

I’m so close.

It’s then that I get a forceful push toward nirvana. Melissa’s damp finger works its way between my cheeks and sinks straight into my ass.

My eyes bug as my lungs freeze, afraid to draw breath because that small digit has filled me completely. With that tiny finger, she owns me, directs me, and nudges me to the top of the hill I could not reach with Crystal, and have not been able to reach on my own for weeks now.

I’m always in control when I’m with a woman. I tell them the position. I tell them what’s going to happen. At no point has a woman ever sneaked a finger into my asshole.

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