“So, I have three days to get my shit together.”
“Reaper and Dwayne will be here tomorrow. They are flying with us to Italy to represent the Golden Skulls and to give you more protection.”
“That’s going to be fun to see. A biker sitting in on a mafia meeting. I bet it goes over like a lead weight.”
“Reaper said there was no way he was letting his sister fly around the world without him being there to protect her.”
“We aren’t even related.”
“I wouldn’t tell him that. According to him, because Dylan is his blood, you are too. It’s good to have family that cares about you,Bella. They are also bringing your Aunt Roxy too. She was rather insistent.”
I laughed at that. “I’m sure she was. Your mother isn’t going to know what to do with Aunt Roxy. She is…hell, I don’t know what to call her. Just know that things are about to get really interesting when she arrives.”
“I can’t wait to meet your family.”
“Hold onto that thought when Aunt Roxy gets here.”
Silence seeped between us, and when I laid my head on his shoulder, Gio wrapped his arms around me. Sitting there in his embrace, I watched the sunset over the city, and for the first time in a long time, I wished I was up on my mountain so I could see the stars.
I remember when Dylan and I were younger, we would grab our sleeping bags and just layout in the front yard looking up at the stars. We would talk for hours about everything.
I missed him.
More than I realized as I sniffed and quickly wiped a tear away.
“Tesoro?”
“It’s nothing really. I was just thinking about Dylan.”
“You will see your brother soon, I promise,” Gio said, leaning close, his lips brushing mine. “I want you to have everything you desire. That is my wish for you, and if I can give it to you, I will.”
“Can I see him before we leave for Italy? I just want to see him.”
“We will stop in Louisiana.”
“Thank you,” I said, pressing my lips lightly against his.
I liked kissing him. I wish I didn’t. It would make everything easier for me, but I did. His lips were so soft and warm, so inviting I could see myself kissing him for the rest of my life. And when he deepened the kiss, I didn’t stop him.
Moving into a better position, I straddled his lap as I brought my arms around his neck, wrapping us both up in the blanket he brought for me. His hands trailed down my back, and when they cupped myass, I moaned as he brought my hips closer to him.
Lost in the revelry of his mouth, I found myself falling deeper into him. I knew if I kept going, I wouldn’t know where I began, and he ended. We were becoming one.
I could feel him harden beneath me as my tongue moved against his. Rocking my hips a little, he moaned as his hand left my hip, cupping the back of my neck. “Fuck me Gio.”
“Here?”
“Yes,” I said, reaching between us as I unbuckled his belt, quickly moving to the zipper of his pants. Pulling down the elastic of his jockey shorts, I freed his hardened cock and started stroking him as I kissed and sucked his neck. “I want your dick inside me.”
“Mia Amore,you are killing me.” He moaned as his hands moved under the long skirt I was wearing. Finding my panties, he ripped them from my body as I kneeled up, placing the head of his cock at my entrance. Without warning, I slammed myself down on him and gasped as he shouted, “Fuck!”
It was the first time I ever heard a visceral reaction out of him, and when I looked down at him, I smiled, “I knew you had it in you. You bad boy.”
He chuckled. “Only with you,Tesoro.”
“Good. I’d hate to think you’re like this with anyone else. Just letting you know in advance. I don’t share.”
The smile slid from his face as he thoughtfully replied, “Neither do I, Layla. You are mine.”