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Sal takes a sip of his coffee, “I’ve fielded several calls from elder members of the Armenians this morning. They are begging for forgiveness for her actions. What do you want to do Lorenzo?”
His questions catches me off-guard. In all my years he has never asked for my opinion without first letting me know his – so I knew what the correct answer was.
Sipping my coffee, I ponder for a moment before answering, “We give it to them.”
All eyes at the table fixate on me as though I have suddenly lost it.
“We give it to them,” I continue, “if they take care of the rest of their traitors and turn Karyan over to us.”
Sal inquisitively arches an eyebrow at me and nods for me to continue, “We make it known they are turning her over to us. It lets the other families know we own them now and leaves her without any allies.”
Standing from the table, Sal nods his head in approval, “I will go make the call. Lorenzo, join me?”
ChapterForty-Eight
Avalie
Renzo has been babying me and forcing me to keep it easy for the past week. Always the one to be in control, he has been adamant that we follow Doc’s instructions and it’s driving me crazy.
While he will not lay a finger on me sexually, he seems to have no problem doing so with his lips. More correctly, his words. He has talked so much filth to me this past week, I actually do not know if he has anything dirty left to say to me.
Pulling the plug from the drain, I step from the soapy water in the tub and towel myself dry. Wrapping the towel around my chest, I tuck the end securely as I look at myself in the mirror. While it is still slightly discolored, my eye is looking more like normal every day.
Pulling at the elastic holding in my messy bun, my hair cascades down my back as I step from the bathroom. I scream as I turn into the bedroom.
“Fucking hell,” I shout at Renzo.
He is sitting shirtless on the edge of the bed. My eyes pan over his chest, once again taking in the details of the intricate art drawn over the hard ridges of his body. Following the lines of both his artwork and the ripples of his body, my eyes make my way to his lap.
“What is that,” my hand gestures to his lap.
“Doc cleared you today,” his words slow, “but recommended I go easy on you at first.”
Fuck…
The sheer thought of him having his way with me makes me wet.
“Towel,” he demands in a deep, gravelly voice. A voice that has me dropping my towel to the floor within seconds, leaving me naked before him.
His eyes slowly graze over my body as a low grumble rises from his chest.
“Come. Get on the bed.”
Doing as I am told, I cross the room towards him and sit on the edge of the bed. Renzo kneels in front of me as he pushes my knees apart. His hands kneed at my thighs as he places wet, teasing kisses up and down my inner thighs. I spread my legs further and tilt my hips, giving him more access to me. My breathing becomes restless as he continues teasing the flesh at the uppermost part of my thigh.
“I’ve missed the sweet scent of your arousal,” Renzo bites at the sensitive skin on my inner thigh as he works his way closer my aching clit, “but what I’ve really missed is how sweet your fucking cunt tastes.”
Before I have a moment to react to his words, his hands have pulled apart my lips and his tongue has begun a violent assault on clit. My hips writhe, riding his tongue as he devours me. Laying back on the bed, I continue to work my clit against the aggressive swipes of his tongue. His fingers firmly grip my thighs, holding me open for him, as he begins to suck on my clit. The sheer pressure has me on the verge of coming, but when his tongue begins to work in tandem, circling my clit while he sucks, I cannot hold back the orgasm that wracks through my body. My thighs shake, struggling to break free of his hold as he continues to painfully pleasure me through my orgasm.
My arousal is coating the scruff on his chin when he finally pulls his mouth from me.
“How are you feeling,piccola pesca?”
My breathing is so rapid, I cannot answer.
“Based on the look on your face, you’re okay to continue?”
As I nod my head at him, he bends back down and disappears beyond the edge of the bed. I feel his hand slide down my left leg before he lifts it and places a gentle kiss on the ball of my foot. I feel him wrap something around my ankle before his hands are on my right leg. After another kiss to the bottom of my foot, I feel him bind something around this ankle too.
