Now, I’m trying to scroll famous batting averages in my mind, trying to hold back.
But it’s no good.
She sucks me in deep to squeeze me in her throat, slathering me with thin, sweet, sticky saliva. When her lips push down to my balls and I feel her gurgle, my abs tighten and fizz. The nerves and muscles in my thighs tingle and tense. The buzz rolls, gathers, and swells, ready to burst until she gives my balls a delicate, expert caress and I’m exploding.
In a blast, thick, hot cum splashes into her throat and fills her mouth. I can feel her satisfied grin as she stays fixed on me until she’s slurped down every drop.
Our winnings from the wheel at King Pine bought us our same suite for a week with plenty left over. We hardly even left the room.
It took me that long to persuade Giulietta to come and meet the family. Okay, we didn’t spend all of our time discussing it. We had other things on our minds.
My house in the compound has its own pool with a patio off the master bedroom. When we return, I already think of it as our house. There are no other buildings overlooking this part of the property. The views from here are all Nevada desert. Dad finally gave me some credit and the house for taking the initiative at the Strip Steak House.
He told me about the house when I brought Giulietta to the compound for lunch. He had mixed feelings about having her visit, let alone moving in. But he soon changed his mind when he met her.
Plus, I told him, “Dad, you’ll have Moretti’s precious daughter under your roof.”
“He’ll disown her.”
“He might say that, but I think he really does love her a lot.”
“We’ll see, Peter. But,” he drew a long breath, “she’s a great girl. And you make a terrific pair. You have my blessing.”
My father has never said those words to me before. Not once in my whole life. He’s not ready to accept Giulietta into the family openly yet, but I have a plan that will bring him around.
Giulietta was reluctant to move into the compound, even here, in our own house. But Dad charmed her, another first. All my brothers and sisters loved her on sight.
“They’re really great,” she told me. “They’re so kind and welcoming.”
“Yeah. I think they like you a lot better than they like me.”
Sitting out on the patio, I hug and cuddle her in my lap, wrapping her close to me. My lips are just behind her ear.
“These four weeks have been better than anything I ever dreamed of.” I brush her neck with a kiss. Then another. “All that you’ve given up, letting yourself be cut off from your family, I hate that you have to go through that. But it means so much to me that you did. The love and the faith that you showed me, even knowing what I am, it makes me love you even more.”
She nuzzles close. My Giulietta is nothing like a regular mafia princess.
“If you’ll accept me, Giulietta, my Juliet, I want you to be my bride. I love you and I want to give you the whole damn world. Nothing would mean more to me than sharing everything I have with you, if you will agree to take me, and everything that I am.”
Her eyes are moist, and she starts to speak. I lay a finger on her lips and say, “Please. Not yet.”
I lift her up to her feet and stand her in front of me. Then I kneel.
“Giulietta Moretti, my Juliet, I promise to do everything in my power, night and day, to protect you, to care for you, and to make you happy in every possible way. I love you more than anything in the world. Will you make me the happiest man alive and agree to marry me?” I take a ring box out of the pocket in my shorts and hold it up to her. “Please?”
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Epilogue 2
Paul O’Malley
It’s been just a month since the O’Malley family bought the old King Pine. We made plans immediately for a complete rebirth of the place.
Kingpin Casino and Downtown Resort will rise like a phoenix out of the ashes of the King Pine, themed around great maverick kingpin leaders, inspiring heroes, big winners. Boss men. Modeled unmistakably on the new Las Vegas kingpin, our dad, Liam O’Malley.
Tonight’s celebration is in Kingpin’s fine new restaurant, but the occasion is the wedding of the man I will always think of as the baby of the family, Peter, to the wonderful, beautiful, smart and talented Giulietta.
She’s a great addition to the family, and I can’t wait to meet their twins when they’re born in another eight months. Being cut off from her family is a tragedy for Giulietta, not having her father here at her wedding.