Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
I had never intended to get involved with him emotionally, but I was realizing now that saying he was mine didn’t mean mine as a plaything. It meant that he was bound to me and that implied that I was bound to him. Is this what falling for Liam had been like for Val? No wonder he would do anything to protect Liam.
I finally let him go. He sat back, gasping for air and wiping tears from his eyes. “You’re doing so good. I’m so proud of you. I’m going to train you up so well.”
“Fucking bastard.”
“Is that what you say to Coach Martin?”
He smiled. “Only behind his back.”
“I don’t care what you say to me, it won’t make me stop.”
“Don’t I fucking know it.”
“Get back here and open your mouth.”
When he did, looking as eager as I was, I thrust into him and kept going, fucking his mouth roughly. He clung to my thighs and took it as my phone started to buzz in my pocket.
When I reached for it, Zeke pulled back. I fisted my hand in his hair and shook my head.
His eyes widened as I tapped on my phone and pulled it to my ear. “What’s up, Val?”
Zeke’s eyes pleaded with me, and he shoved at my thighs, trying his best to pull away when he realized I was talking to my brother.
I shook my head and mouthed “keep going.”
He hesitated for a moment, then he took me back down. He looked up and fucking smiled. He understood just how good something filthy could be.
“You sound out of breath,” Val said. “What are you up to?”
“Don’t you wish you knew.”
“Seriously, Vito, you know you’re supposed to be at Pops’ house in thirty minutes.”
“I’ll be there.”
“Please tell me you’re not fucking Zeke right now.”
“Okay, I’m not fucking him right now.” Zeke sputtered around me, and I shook my head, pulling him further onto my cock.
“Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Vito.”
“As if you aren’t obsessed with Liam. I’m surprised you’re not busy with him right now.”
“Liam is getting ready for our meeting.”
“So you are bringing him?”
My brother snorted.
“I take it he didn’t give you a choice.”
“I always have choices about what I do.”
“Not when it comes to Liam, you don’t.”
I heard Val expel a long breath. “Fine. He wants to be part of this, and he wants to meet Zeke.”
“He should be there.”
“Lucien will be there. Devil and Angelo, too.”
“Oh boy, a whole family reunion.”
“Vito, you’ve got to take this seriously.”
“You think I’m not?” Zeke gagged, and I realized I’d thrust too hard. I mouthed “sorry,” and he rolled his eyes. I gave his cheek a gentle slap and thrust in again.
He swallowed me down, giving me a challenging look, so I pulled him all the way onto me, smashing his face against me and continuing to talk to my brother as if nothing was going on. Zeke struggled against me, desperate for air.
Val was going on about plans for the day, and I pressed the mute button and finally let him go. He coughed and wheezed, looking at me obviously needing to know if Val realized what was going on.
“It’s muted.” Once Zeke had recovered, I unmuted the phone and said, “Look, we’ll figure it out when we get there.”
“Vito, I know you don’t like to make plans, but I want us to be together on this. There’s no telling what kind of curveball that he might throw at us.”
“As long as you’re as interested in protecting Zeke as I am and as determined Benito won’t live a minute longer than he has to for us to get information out of him. If that’s the case, I’ll go along with you like I always have.”
“This isn’t about me. This is your mission.”
“No, Pops is in the lead, that’s how it’s always going to be.”
“Give him a chance, Vito.”
“I’ll see you in a little while.”
“Don’t be late.” I hung up without saying another word, reached out a hand to Zeke, and pulled him to his feet.
“I was really looking forward to you swallowing every drop of my load, but we’re going to have to delay that.”
“We have to leave now?”
I shook my head. “First, I have to get us both off.”
He shoved his pants down, and I took both our cocks in my hand.
“Jesus, Vito. Feels so good.”
I rubbed my thumb over his slit, capturing the precum, then smearing it down his shaft.
He swayed on his feet, and I turned us so he could rest against the wall. “Lean back and wrap your legs around my waist.”
“Are you sure that will work?”
“I can hold you up. Don’t you doubt it.”
He smiled as he wrapped a leg around my hip. I gripped his other thigh, lifted him and pressed him into the wall as I worked us up and down, stroking over our tips, and pressing my thumb into his slit, making him gasp.