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"They did." Raff's shaft is hard again…did it ever go soft? And it's pressing against my hip.
The man is one big distraction.
Taking a deep breath, I attempt to focus on our conversation. It is important. "That's a good thing, isn't it?"
"Yes. However, by the time Neri came along, loyalties had shifted. With the exception of a couple of capos and their crews, the organization looked to me for leadership."
"But your father hadn't retired."
"Not in his mind, but the minds of his men? He had. He wasn't there for the day-to-day."
"He's still their don." The vows taken by made men (even if they are women) are more binding than the promises made during a wedding.
A man will be forgiven for cheating on his wife, but will die for cheating on his don.
"I am his son, his acknowledged heir and the underboss.Heleft me in charge of daily operations. Showing loyalty to me and our family, is not a betrayal of the don. He told his capos and the rest that I speak for him. Even his consigliere comes to me first."
"I didn't know that."
"Because I didn’t tell you. I should have." He squeezes my waist in comfort? Acknowledgement?
Or just because he likes touching me?
This is not working.
I shift around to straddle his thighs but keep my sex away from his. "We should have talked about a lot of things."
"So, we will talk about them now." He presses against my bottom, drawing me inexorably forward.
"Is it…uh…" His hardon presses against my still slick and swollen nether lips.
"Is it what?" he asks, his voice rumbly with passion.
Is what…um…what? Then I remember what I was trying to ask. "Is it that easy?"
"Yes."
How is he talking so easily? "You're so certain about everything." And inhumanly resistant to the effects of his arousal.
"I learn from my mistakes."
And apparently, he doesn't have any trouble admitting them. To me. Right?
Just to confirm, I ask, "Do you ever admit being wrong to anyone else?"
"No."
As I thought. Warmth radiates out from my heart and suffuses my body. "What now?"
"Now you tell me why you insisted on staying in New York when I told you to bring our son home to Vegas." All tolerant compromise has disappeared from his set masculine features.
"You're not my boss." It's my kneejerk reaction but I was expecting him to talk about something else.
Maybe even tell me he loves me again. Not take me to task for refusing to fly home today.
"When it comes to your safety, I am."
"If you think that, why didn't you arrange for the use of my brother's jet and have me and Neri taken there by our security?" I might sound a little testy.
