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I smile at her and kiss her, tasting the sweet essence of her flavored like fine wine, imbibing her scent and thanking my lucky stars that I ended up with a woman like her. She opens her mouth to let me in. Our tongues tangle, and I swallow the sighs she releases. I slowly lower her backward as her mouth parts further. I bite her lip and kiss my way up her jaw to her cheek.
“I got all ready for the party,” she says. “Hair, makeup, clothes… I’ll have to do it all over again.” But it’s the feeblest of protests as she melts into me, her body malleable against mine.
“You have staff to help you get ready again.”
“It will still take time…”
“We have time.”
She doesn’t protest but gives me a wicked grin. “Well then.”
“Where did you go to smoke with Mario?” I ask, as if it’s only curiosity.
She grins. “God, it’s already kicking in. That’s strong stuff. And it’s been a while.” She takes in a deep breath. “Okay, alright. Focus. You asked where we smoked. Sometimes we would go down by the ocean. The wind swallows up the smell, you know. We had a cliff overlooking the water in Cape Ann. You’ve seen it before by The Castle.” I nod. Her hands roam up and down the length of my body as if memorizing me. I growl, my erection hardening as I pull her closer to me.
“If we were in Tuscany, we had various places hidden away in the vineyard, which is huge. But at home, after we were discovered near the cliffs by one of my father’s men who tattled on us, we decided to go down to the quarry.”
“The quarry.” My pulse races. I kiss her neck and press my lips to her pulse. So vulnerable. So fragile. “You mentioned that at dinner.”
“Yeah, nobody goes there because everyone believes it’s haunted. Maybe it is. Lord knows my dad murdered enough people and brought their bodies to the quarry.” She rolls her eyes, probably expecting that I’ll go along with this as I’ve gone along with everything else. It’s no surprise to someone in the mob that certain members murder each other. It’s no surprise that they take lives and it’s further no surprise that they have pet places to hide the bodies. What is the surprise is how casually she speaks of it.
I knead her breasts and tug down the top of her dress. Her nipples are delicious.
She gives me a grin. Her voice is a half moan as she says, “Oh, God. Ilovethat. Yes, yes,yes.”
“Are you fucking orgasming?”
“Hard to tell when I’m high. It all feels like that.”
Her breasts feel heavier, her nipples more sensitive. Her pussy is already throbbing, ready for my fingers, my cock, my tongue. And when she comes, she’ll scream herself fucking hoarse.
Excellent.
I feel the effects of my own edible hit me. The edges of my anger blur a little. She quickly becomes the epicenter of my universe. Everything looks more vivid—her gorgeous body, those swollen lips that need attention, the swell of her breasts and dainty features.
“We don’t have a quarry like that down here, but I can imagine it was a perfect place for your dad to hide people.” She’s too high now to give a concern about what we’re talking about.
She only moans and giggles. “Yes, exactly. It was like an episode ofStand by Me, looking for a body. We always were.”
She reaches for me. Electric arousal courses through me as she lightly brushes her thumb over the fabric of my undershirt.
“Did your dad have one of those signature moves?”
“Mhm. He was quite proud of himself, but it’s gross. I don’t want to talk about it. Not now, Salvatore,” she says with a little frown. “Let’s not talk about that now.”
Her lips pull downward in a pout.
“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” I say gently, hoping the lack of pressure brings the answers to light. I can find out in other ways as well. Romeo’s just down the hall.
“It’s just gross. He’d slice down the back of people’s heads. We called it modern scalping and his friends called him The Skull.” My blood runs cold. My skin feels prickly and suddenly too warm.
She wrinkles her nose. “Gross, right?”
My whole body tightens.
“Gross.”
“Let’s not talk about this anymore.”
