However, all my moves need to look as if I’m none the wiser. I need to establish employment outside of our thing and get a place of my own. It’s all in the works.
I glance at my computer, decision made. My next move is important. I need Romano to secure several of my next steps.
“I want the Russian girl. After he collects her, he’ll be with you.”
Ny leans into my ear. “I love you. I’ll be waiting for you.”
Nyla
I leave in the morning when Jace does. Nonno’s putting me on his jet. Jace is flying out on Gio’s plane. I have this deep ache in my heart. I’m going to miss them both, but I have this sinking feeling when it comes to Gio.
I don’t think I’m going to find the same man when I see him again. There have already been subtle changes. He’s taken on more responsibility with Nonno and it’s taking its toll.
I want him to know he always has a safe place in me. I’m not even angry with him for the rough, angry sex he has with me. I like it. Gio pours all his passion into it.
I understand him enough to know he’s expressing himself. I think he knows I don’t love him any less, but I want to make sure of that before I leave.
He’s been in a mood for hours. I came into our room to shower before dressing up in the black fishnet outfit I purchased as a part of my going away gift. I knew my time was coming.
I smile down at the mile-high gold heels on my feet. Gio loves when I wear heels. My mind goes to the last time we all dressed up to go out. We came back from the club and Gio spent the night with my legs around his head and waist, eating and fucking me like only he can.
When I open the bathroom door, he’s already in the bedroom sitting in the accent chair with his head thrown back as he stares up at the ceiling. He lifts his head and narrows his eyes at me as he looks me up and down. I saunter over to him and stand with my legs spread wide.
“I want to show you how much I’m going to miss you.”
He gives me a crooked smile that lights up his hazel eyes. Leaning forward, he reaches to grab my ass and pull me into him. Then he presses the side of his face against my stomach.
“Sometimes, I wish I could fast forward to when this is all done.”
“I know what you mean. Let me ease your mind for a bit.”
He turns to kiss my stomach. Then looks up into my eyes. I bite my lip and reach to pull my hair up in a tie. He smiles and sits back in the chair. I wink at him and drop to my knees.
My stomach clenches. I’m a bit nervous. This is my first time giving head.
I place my hands on his thighs. “Wait,” he says with a frown.
I suck in a breath and my shoulders sag. I thought he would want this. He cups my face and lifts it until I meet his gaze.
“Get off your knees. You should kneel to no man. We should all kneel to you. Come, you sit.”
He helps me up and I sit in the chair he vacates. Gio stands before me with a wide stance like the one I had. I reach for his belt, keeping my eyes on his.
He nods for me to continue. I release the belt, then his zipper. Reaching inside his jeans, I pull out his heavy shaft. I scoot to the edge of the seat. He steps closer to help close the distance.
I look at his tip, finding the precum there. Sticking my tongue out, I lick my way through it. I like the taste and hum with pleasure as it fills my mouth. Opening wide, I allow him to glide into my mouth and across my tongue.
“Mmm,” I hum.
Gio groans and runs his hand over my head. I start to suck on him like a lollipop. This causes him to start to buck his hips in and out of my mouth. I wrinkle my brows but relax my jaw and allow him to fuck my mouth.
“Ny, just when I think shit can’t get better.” He grasps the back of my head and starts to pump into my mouth in earnest. “Do you know how much I’m going to fucking miss you?”
I hum around him in answer. Placing my hands on his thighs, I try to take over again. That’s not happening with Gio.
He palms my neck and squeezes until I open my mouth more. Then he shoves in deep until I start to choke. That’s when he backs out and stares down into my eyes while tipping his dick against my outstretched tongue.