In Sal and Gemma’s room downstairs, it was a different atmosphere.  There was no sweet lovemaking of the kind Tommy and Grace had engaged in.  Sal had to get his aggression out.  He was on top of Gemma, pounding her hard, and getting every ounce of it out.  They were naked, their bodies were drenched in sweat from such hard fucking, and Sal was grunting as if every stroke was going to do him in.  As if every stroke was going to be his last.

Gemma wasn’t exactly lying there taking it, either.  She was pumping too.  She was letting out guttural sounds as loud as Sal’s whenever his massive dick kept pushing deeper inside of her, as if he wasn’t going to rest, she felt, until he split her in two!

It was so intense, and so fulfilling that Gemma felt as if her pussy was pulsating-plus.  She felt as if her pussy was gyrating.

And when she came, her orgasm was almost as hard as Sal’s.  Her day hadn’t exactly been meek and mild.  She had aggression to work out, too.

And they worked it out.  All of it.  So much so that when Sal poured his final semen inside of her, they both collapsed in utter exhaustion.

It was only afterwards, as they sat up in bed with their backs against the headboard, and their naked bodies uncovered to help them cool back down, did Gemma find out what Tommy was upstairs, at that moment, telling Grace.  Benny Gabrini was not Sal’s father.  A man named Neeco Gabrini, Benny’s brother, was.

To say that Gemma was shocked would have been an understatement.  But unlike Grace, who was expressive with her surprise, Gemma was quiet with hers.  She just stared at her husband, as if she couldn’t believe it.  For a long time, no words were spoken.  She couldn’t find the words!

Finally, after several beats went by, she spoke.  “Neeco Gabrini?” she asked.  “Who is he?  Do you even know him?”

“I don’t know a damn thing about him,” Sal said.  “I didn’t even know my old man . . . I didn’t know that Benny,” he corrected himself, “had another brother, other than Reno’s father.  I didn’t know shit about him.”

“Did you meet him?”

Sal shook his head.  “Negative.  Cassius told me about it, and that was when I got fed up with his ass and left.”

“Fed up with him?  Why, Sal?”

“Because he told me I had a different father from Tommy only because this so-called father of mine needs my help!”

Gemma couldn’t believe it.  Why were people always running to Sal for help?  Even other mob bosses ran to Sal.  It was getting to be a problem.  “What kind of help?” she asked.

“I don’t know.  Cassius didn’t know.  He just wanted me to go to this Neeco’s house and deal with it then.  But I’m not dealing with shit like that.  Fuck that.”

“I know that’s right!” Gemma said.  “But what happened, Sal?  Why hasn’t he been in contact with you all these years?  Did he know you were his son?”

“Oh, yeah!  According to Cassius, they all knew!  They knew Benny was a monster, too, but what the fuck did they care?  They left me right there with him.  They didn’t bother to tell me shit!  And they expect me to overlook something like that?”

“They’re out of their damn minds,” Gemma said.

Sal placed his arm around her waist.  He knew he had an ally in Gemma.  “That’s what I’m saying,” he said.  “Neeco Gabrini?  My father?  Shit!”

Then Sal shook his head.  “It should have been great news for me.  To find out that the monster you thought was your father isn’t, should have been great news, Gem.  But it wasn’t.  Because my so-called family, who knew how that monster was, didn’t try to get me away from him.   Tommy’s the only person protected me.  My mother hated my guts, and only later in life wanted a relationship with me so I could help her.  It wasn’t because she wanted me.  She wanted what she could get from me!  But you know what’s the worst thing about it all?”

Gemma knew it was going to be painful.  She rubbed his muscular bicep.  “What, baby?” she asked.

“The worse thing,” he said, “is that the only person in my family that gave a damn about me, Tommy, might be my half-brother.”

Gemma’s heart dropped.  She hadn’t even thought about that!  She stared at Sal.

“He ain’t half of shit to me,” Sal said emotionally.  “He’s everything to me.  He’s my whole, not my half, I don’t care what they say!  When I was a kid, if I didn’t have Tommy by my side, I don’t know what I would have done, Gem.  It was that bad.  I was abused that much.  Tommy was being abused, too.  Maybe even worse than I was because mine was only physical and emotional.  Tommy had to deal with it all.  But even with his own problems, he stood by me.  He protected me.  He never let that hellhole we came from destroy me.”  Sal shook his head.  “I’m not losing Tommy.”

Gemma pulled Sal into her arms and held him tight.  “You won’t baby,” she said.  “You’re never lose Tommy.  Tommy will see to that.”

Sal smiled, because he knew it was true, too.  And then held onto her even tighter.