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TRISTANO
Aurora's hairrubs against my shoulder on the edge of my yacht. We hold glasses of wine and peer at the water, stretching as far as our eyes can see. I look into the distant sky, running a hand over the curve of her ass.
It's been two days since Aurora and I had sex, and the memories are still clear in my head. It was special and unexpected. Not that we had sex, but that she’s managed to make me want more of her.And not just sex.
The evening breeze rushes against my face, feeling me with vigor and verve. I always thought Aurora would remain a haunting dream. Since I came face to face with her at the hotel I’ve thought of little else. Now she’s here, resting on me, smiling happily.
I take a sip of the wine, enjoying the smooth taste in my mouth. I sit my glass aside and rollover settling between Aurora’s thighs.
“Ready?” I pull at the strings of her bikini top.
“Here?” Her eyes dart from side to side as she catches her full breasts in her hands.
“Yes, I want you everywhere,tesoro. Under the sun, under the moon, under the stars.” I slide down her body ready to taste her sweet pussy again. “I want them to hear you back on the shore.”
Aurora chuckles dropping her hands. I take one of her buds in my mouth loving the way she’s so responsive. Her legs open wider, and I grind against her sucking on her nipple. She cups my head holding me in place and I oblige. Sucking while I cup her pussy in my hand.
“Tristano…”
I’m finger fucking her, watching the way she twists and turns when my phone buzzes.
“Don’t stop.”
“I gotta, baby. Just a second.” I mutter a curse recognizing the ringtone. Bending slightly to kiss Aurora's forehead. I sit back and grab the phone. It's Frank. The one call I can’t want to miss. “What’s up?”
“Bullshit. Man, a crew ran through the club last night.”
"Who did it?" I straighten up, and Aurora sits up too.
“Vulcan’s men. They came through looking for you. What the fuck are you involved in? You promised to keep that mob shit from the clubs.”
“It’s nothing. I’ll handle it.”
Frank’s not in the mafia, but he’s no slouch with a gun. We’ve known each other since my family died. I promised to keep my responsibilities to the mafia away from our business, and we’ve built a multi-billion-dollar portfolio. Vulcan must want Aurora badly if he’d risk running up in CityRush.
“We’ll handle it.I’llhandle it.”
“We can’t get investors onboard if they’re scared thugs are taking over our spot.” He reminds me.
The mafia isn’t the type of business you walk away from. But a man’s always gotta have a Plan B, something that’s not covered in blood and the ever-present ticking clock.
Something…real.
“I know.” I look into Aurora’s round, trusting eyes, and an urge I can’t explain surfaces. The urge to touch her. I run a finger down her cheek. Her eyes slide close, and I want to get Frank off my phone and return to pleasing her.
“Tristano, I trust you.” Frank quiets, but I don’t miss the shift in his tone. “Now, the question is do you trust me?”
“What kind of fuckin’ question is that?” My gaze snaps to the horizon.
“It’s the question on the table. You’ve been MIA. I hear you ran up on Vulcan and took something he wants back that I haven’t heard shit about from you.”
“I told you I’ll handle it.”
Aurora flinches and pushes back holding my gaze. I’m surprised by the worry I see in her eyes.
“Fine, Tristano. But don’t make me regret this.”
“Have I ever?”
