chapter twenty-Nine
Changes
Pam
I flip the page on my e-reader, wishing it was a real page, so I can make hella noise with the turning of the pages. Instead, I huff loudly and shift on the bed. Nate comes out of the bathroom, with a towel around his waist and a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth.
He looks me in the eyes and lifts a brow. I just glare back at him. He smirks around the toothbrush, shaking his head, and disappears back into the bathroom.
I drop my reader on the bed and fold my arms over my chest. We’re going to have this out tonight. I’m not playing this shit again.
“What’s your problem, Tink,” Nate walks out the bathroom san the toothbrush and the towel that was around his waist.
I blink away the distraction. I’m not fooling with Nate right now. He’s tripping if he thinks he’s going to get away with ignoring the elephant in the room. He stops at the foot of the bed and just stands there butt naked.
“Nate, why are you trying to play games with me,” I ask and lift a brow.
Nate’s full lips thin. He glares at me and folds his arms mirroring mine. Damn, he’s not going to distract me. His bulging muscles and abs aren’t going to derail my train of thought. All that chocolate is not going to make me forget. I have questions and he has answers he needs to give me.
“What games am I playing, Baby? Talk to me,” Nate purrs. He licks his full lips and I lick mine involuntarily.
Shit, this man.
“Nate,” I growl. “You know I’m not stupid. I see something has changed. Why are you going to Italy? What’s going on?”
Nate groans and reaches to run both hands down his face. Just another sign that I’m not going to like what’s been going on. Nate has been different. He is agitated about something.
I can tell he is frustrated and maybe even unsure about whatever is happening. He has been more watchful with me and the children. It even seems like security has beefed up a bit.
I know my husband too well not to notice these things now. It’s not like before when he was able to hide another life from me. I see it now, and I know something is off.
“Can we leave it at I’m handling some business?” Nate says hopefully.
“No,” I say and glare.
He curses and crawls up the bed to get face to face with me. “Why,” he breathes his minty fresh breath in my face. “Just know I’m doing everything I can to keep you and the kids safe.”
“Nope, that’s not going to fly, brah,” I sass.
Nate wraps an arm around me and tugs me against him. “You don’t have to worry about what’s going on, Pam. Sam needs a few extra men. I’ll be there and back before you can miss me,” he croons against my lips.
“You want to leave for this trip dry as a bone, Nate. Keep playing with me,” I hiss with narrowed eyes.
Nate places his forehead to mine and sighs. “You always want to do things the hard way,” he says cockily.
“Excuse me?”
“Your yum-yum knows it’s daddy. You really think you going to deny a ride, knowing I’ll be gone for a week, maybe two. Stop playing, girl. I’m going to put that ass to sleep, then wake you up to do it again, before I leave to get on that plane,” Nate breathes against my lips.
Ugh, I hate him. My pussy is wet from his words alone. My nipples are hard enough to rip through the silk fabric of my nightgown.
I frown, “Get out my face, Nathaniel. I’m going to bed.”
Nate captures my lips, and kisses me breathless. My body betrays me, as my arms go around his neck. I moan into his mouth and chide myself for having no self-control with this man.
It’s not my fault my body knows what he’s capable of doing to it. Nate has been dicking me down since day one. He never disappoints. I think the shit is just getting better.
Nate moves to suck on my neck and my toes curl. He pulls the sheet back away from my body, revealing my legs and the rest of my purple nightie. When he lifts his head, I can see the hunger in his eyes.
This shit just doesn’t get old. Damn, my husband is fine. What was my point here? Fuck it, whatever it was can wait. Paige is going to start talking, Bobby is going. She has to know something.
Yeah, I know something major is happening with my husband, but tonight is not the night I want to fight with him about it. He’s right, I’m going to miss his ass for a whole week. Tonight, I need my Hulk.
Besides, I have learned to trust Nate. He protects what’s his. I just don’t like to see him stressed and something has him a little outside of his normal comfort zone.
I’ll get my answers.
“How do you want it?” Nate rasps.
I place my hand on his chest and push him onto his back. Nate willingly turns onto his back, with a smile on his sexy lips. I bite my bottom lip and settle between his legs.
“Um, well, you are leaving for a week, maybe two,” I purr. “I think I need to remind you of what you’ll be leaving behind at home.”
“You already know—,” Nate cuts off with a groan, as I draw him into my mouth.
I hum around him, as he hits the back of my throat. He tastes so good, shower clean. I open my throat and take him deep. I hum proudly, there isn’t one woman out there that can handle all this dick but me.
“Fuck, Pam, just like that,” Nate grunts as I massage his balls with one hand and run my nails up his thigh with the other.
“Mm,” I hum as I let my saliva wet him. I let him pop free from my mouth, a string of saliva connects us. “You like that, Baby?”
Nate swallows hard, but doesn’t stop grinning. “Come here, we’re all about fair play in this home. Come ride my face, let me treat that yum-yum extra special.”
I smile, moving up his body as he slides down beneath me. I straddle his face, reaching for his erection to finish what I started. I moan loudly as Nate runs his hands up my thighs, moving my nightgown up around my waist.
I’m already slurping up and down on him as his thumbs part my folds and his tongue enters me. I gush hard. I’ve been turned on since the first time he stepped out in his towel.
I rock my hips on his face as he blesses my core with that tongue of his. I groan around him as his finger circles my clit and his tongue slides in and out of me. He is sucking, licking, and tonguing me down so right.
I twirl my tongue around his fat meat and give as good as I’m getting. It feels so good. I’m enjoying sucking him as much as I’m enjoying him eating me. It feels so amazing, I forget myself and just start to drool hard down his shaft.
Nate growls into me and I nearly explode. Nate slaps my ass, then bites it. I lift my head and slurp in a breath. Nate starts to guide my hips to his soaked, waiting dick. I go willingly, I’m so ready to slide down onto him.
Nate sits up, palming my thighs, spreading them wide, as I seat myself down on him. I release a loud sigh. This is the best place on earth. I roll my hips, before lifting, dropping, and repeating. Nate keeps his hold on my thighs, controlling the pace.
I throw my head back onto his shoulder and he kisses my neck. One hand moves across my body to cup my breast. Nate licks my face as he kneads my breast.
“You feel that, Tink. You feel all that, it’s yours. You don’t have to remind me of shit. This is the only pussy I want riding my dick,” he thrusts up to punctuate his words. “I want you to feel me for the next two weeks.”
“Oh, yes,” I cry out. “Yes.”
Nate grabs both of my forearms, tugging me back until my breasts thrust forward, as he drives up into me. I’m so wet, and I can feel my body coiling to explode. Nate’s warm breath fans my ear as his breathing increases.
I gyrate my hips, needing all of him everywhere. Nate shifts, placing his legs under his ass. He starts to bounce me hard onto his shaft.
“Oh, God, I can’t. I’m coming,” I whimper.
“I know, Baby. I feel you,” Nate growls.
He shifts again, pushing me onto my front. Face down, my ass in the air. My eyes roll, I’m just done for. I come, but Nate keeps pounding his way through my orgasm and the next two that follow.
I’m drunk by the time he roars his own orgasm, taking me over yet again. I just want to snuggle into the sheets and go to sleep. Nate wraps his strong arms around me and plucks me from the mattress.
He turns me into his arms and settle his body with me on top of him. I smile weakly. This man has no idea how much I love his ass. I break a bitch down for fucking with my Nate. Yup, Nate can keep his secret. I have one too.
~B~
Nate
I’m more than frustrated right now. My father said I wouldn’t need to deal with the ties we have to the Locatelli family. Just once it was supposed to have importance to me and the lives around me. Then, it could be forgotten.
Things have changed. Sam was not supposed to move up to be a mob boss and Bobby was not supposed to become the voice in his ear. Or maybe they were. I think about growing up and the summers Sam would go to Italy without Bobby and Marcus.
I never thought anything of it then. I’ve always seen something different in Sam, but I brushed it off. If I needed him, he was there for me and when he needed me, I was there for him. Same with Bobby.
That’s why it’s so hard to turn away from all of this now. As I look over things now, nothing has ever been what it seemed. Sam needs me and my team, the team he helped me to build. A team now beyond my family.
So much is making sense. Sam has put in motion some shit that’s going to knock at all of our doors. He has called the wolves out and they smell the blood in the forest. I can ignore this or I can protect my family.
I hate feeling like my back is against the wall. Bobby was right. I’ve been sucked into this and I don’t like the choices I’ve been given. I feel like this choice was made before I had a chance to see the doors before me.
Then there is this part of me that thinks that my father knew it would come to this all along. More and more, I feel like he has been the puppet master here. That old man of mine is always up to something.
I sigh and look down at my wife passed out across my chest. There is no way I’m letting that world touch my family. I’m going to Italy to find out what I truly need to be prepared for. No more keeping me in the dark.
That dude Misha smells of trouble and I know all about Logan and Brooklyn. I don’t know how I ever thought I wasn’t going to have to get involved in this. The more I think about it, the more I know my father set me up.
I think we’ve all become men we never thought we would be. There’s no black and white with this. The lines are not drawn clearly in the sand. I’m no saint, but I know the road ventured, is one that burns hot and will snatch a soul, if not a few.
I’m just not interested in seeing it snatch any that belong to me. When I do tell my wife what’s going on, she’s not going to like it. I know my time is ticking on revealing the truth as well. Problem is, I don’t know the whole truth.
I’m still wrapping my mind around who Sam is. James and my dad are good. I have to shake my head at that thought. For years, I thought my father just didn’t know how to let the family business go.
Now, I know the family business has more depths than meets the eye. My dad has just been keeping my eyes busy all this time. Not anymore. If this is what it has come to, I need to be all in, even if there is no way out.
Italy, here I come.
~B~
Val
I’m just going to lie here and wait for Uri to cough up what’s going on inside his head. The sex we just had tells me he’s stewing about something. This trip to Italy is a big deal. I almost put up a fight about not going.
The only reason I didn’t is because I have my own little project going on here. I told Uri I’d be ready for whatever comes our way and I meant it. I don’t play with protecting my family.
I’m sure Uri won’t approve of what I’ve been up to, but I’ll take the ass whipping later. I know I’m doing what’s right. He’ll get over it and see it my way eventually.
“I’m leaving Sim behind. Michael is coming with me. It’s been too quiet. The silence will be broken soon. Sam is taking his place. He will be challenged now,” Uri finally says, as if thinking out loud.
“What makes you think they will respond now? It’s been months since the Alliance drew the line in the sand,” I ask curiously.
Uri runs his fingers up and down my spine. “It’s complicated, Love. We haven’t applied pressure before now. I don’t think they’ve taken this quite seriously. The older members of the Alliance have been reluctant to spill blood without Sam in place as Don.
“Now, he’s taking his place. He’s going to lead what he started. That’s going to shake things up. No one wants to challenge the Locatelli family, but this…it will not go unanswered with Sam as Don. They will test him, especially after the turn of events he’s been through,” he explains.
“So, what, they think he’s weak because he lost his wife?” I frown at the thought.
Uri shrugs. “Assumptions are dangerous.”
“Well, we’ll just answer them first,” I shrug back.
“You would,” Uri chuckles. “I think she’s good for him.”
I look up at Uri and wrinkle my brows. “Who?”
“Mo is good for Sam. You think I don’t know what you and the Russian are up to? When will you learn Bella? I know and see all,” Uri says, with a slight grin.
I narrow my eyes at him, trying to see where he is going with this. When he says nothing, only staring me down with those blue eyes, I speak.
“What do you think you know? And what does it have to do with Mo,” I ask.
“She’s a lot like you. I’m lucky to have you. I rest easy when I’m away. Sam too needs that,” Uri replies. “To answer your other question, I don’t think I know anything. I know.”
“That damn Sim’s going to learn to shut her mouth,” I grumble.
Uri gives a full laugh. “She keeps nothing from Michael. It’s her job to make sure I know everything,” he smirks. “Michael is the one you should be upset with. Sim told him when you started. Michael is the one that has just decided to tell me.”
“Um, interesting. So, Michael is on my side,” I smirk.
“Michael sees what I see. Neither of us disagree, but if you are going to do this, little one, you make sure to duplicate the best. Yes,” Uri says as he looks me in the eyes.
“And what makes you think I will do anything less,” I snort and lift a brow.
“This is no time to be cocky, Love,” Uri says pointedly.
I look him in his eyes and say it as simply as simple gets. “I am lethal when I’m still. I only fuck with like minds. So, if you can’t silence a room without flinching, I have no business entertaining you, capisce?”
Uri chuckles. “As long as you understand,” he says and takes my lips in a hard kiss. “We take no more losses.”
“You’re getting old. Is this why you worry?” I tease with a smirk on my lips.
Uri pinches my ass, before pushing inside me. “I’ll show you old,” he growls.
“That’s what I was hoping for,” I purr.