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Oh, it’s going to work. You can bet your sweet little ass on that.
I grip her ass and pull her against my cock because that’s exactly where the fuck she belongs. Her hips move forward just the slightest bit. Jesus, she is the apple and I am a starving man dying for a taste. If her body is sin, then I offer her my soul.
She stops me with a hand against my chest. “I want to see the rest of the house.” Her hand slides over my shoulder and up to my neck. “Please.”
I love how she feels the need to addpleaseevery time she asks for something. As if the word were a requirement, as though I wouldn’t reach into the sky and rearrange the whole fucking universe if she’d ask me to.
I never correct her, though. Because the word itself is like a song spilling from her lips. I’d kill to hear Makenna beg. Especially in those moments when she’s begging for things she doesn’t even understand, things that would make most women tremble in fear. My girl—the beautiful fucking angel that she is—begs for it. And even though she’s the one begging, the very sound of it brings me to my knees.
“Go upstairs and find the second door on the left. Take off your dress and get on the bed.”
She slips off the counter. “You’re not coming?”
“I promise you, angel. We’re both going to come.”
* * *
I grab two bottles of water from the refrigerator because we’re not leaving that bedroom until one of us cries “mercy” and it sure as fuck won’t be me.
On the counter, next to the refrigerator, there’s a bottle of bourbon and a white card, folded in half. To anyone else, it looks like it belongs there, but I know better.
That’s my father’s bourbon. It’s a bottle of Blanton’s Char No. 4. I’d always asked when he was going to open it and he’d always told me ‘when the time is right.’ There’s a single word on the outside of the card.
Cal
It’s my father’s handwriting.
Makenna is probably naked by now and my cock is so hard it’s throbbing. I grab the card and the water and take the steps two at a time.
There she is, just as I’d pictured, naked as fuck—knees bent, legs spread, and her perfect pussy practically weeping for me.
She bites her bottom lip when I walk in then crooks her finger as if she has to ask me to crawl between her thighs and own her body. I want her so much it hurts.
“If you knew what I want to do to you, you wouldn’t be so eager to have me.”
“Oh, I know exactly what you want.”
No, angel. You have no fucking idea. But you’re about to.
I could spend all night whispering obscene things in Makenna’s ear while I fuck her so hard her legs shake.
“What’s that?”
“Put your hands above your head and I’ll tell you.”
She does as she’s told, crossing her hands at the wrist, and looks up at me. I’d give her anything she fucking wants when she looks at me like this. It takes everything I have not to stick my dick where it belongs.
My dear Cal and beautiful Makenna,
I hope you are enjoying your stay at Salvezza. Our family made so many memories there. It was Gianna’s favorite place to escape. Which is why I hope you can understand I can never go back. I prefer to keep her memory preserved where it belongs, where I know it will always be safe—in my heart.
One day, you’ll have your own family and you’ll make memories of your own. I hope you’ll accept an old man’s gesture and take Salvezza as your own. Let it bring you love, laughter, and all the memories it’s brought me.
Much love,
Carlos
The card slips from my fingers and falls to the floor.
