29. Maximo
CHAPTER 29
Maximo
I push inside my girl—all the way to the root of my cock—I don’t waste any time being gentle. After hearing those three words come from her mouth, having her reciprocate my feelings with a look on her face that told me it’s real, I can’t hold back. I fuck her vigorously, without pause, pulling out slowly so she can feel every inch of me stretch her. Before slamming back into her with deviant intent.
She’s mine.
Not that I didn’t know that before.
But now it’s solidified.
“Max!” She cries out.
I cover her mouth with my left hand, pressing my thumb to the underside of her jaw to make sure it’s clamped shut. My right arm slides under her right leg, hoisting it up and over my shoulder so I can reach a new angle, allowing me to plow deeper inside her cunt.
“Those moans of yours are mine. Nobody else gets to hear them.” I grunt with every thrust. “So, keep that pretty fucking mouth of yours shut, Bella .”
I watch her eyes roll back and her eyelids flutter closed. My body presses hers deeper into the mattress, “Uh, uh.” I chuckle, halting my assault on her pussy. “Eyes on me, or I stop.”
Julia’s eyes spring open, focusing back on me. But this position isn’t enough. I need more. Removing my hand from her mouth, I roll her over onto her front with my dick still buried deep inside her, and I pull her up onto all fours.
“Forearms on the mattress,” I demand, and when she gives me exactly what I want, she curves backward, pulling my face to meet hers in a searing kiss.
“Fuck…me…harder.” She stutters with every jolt, every thrust of my cock. With my thighs slapping against her ass, I release everything I have on her, and like the good girl she is, she silences her moans to grunts and heavy breaths.
It doesn’t take long before the lust-filled sounds we are making together fill the room, and I feel my balls begin to tighten. I’ll never get enough of her, never grow tired of this fucking sensational pussy she has.
“I’m close,” I moan in her ear. “You’re gonna come on my cock, Julia. Choke the fucking life out of it.”
“Yes, yes, I’m…Max! I’m coming!” She squeals as I reach round and pinch her clit between my thumb and index finger.
“Good girl,” I hum, “good fucking girl.”
And with three final thrusts, both of us explode with pleasure. Stars dance behind my eyelids as I close them, and enjoy the feel of her coming apart around me.
Pulling out my softening dick, I watch as my cum drips out of her pussy and it fills me with a sense of satisfaction knowing that I can make her go wild for me. But how far can I push her, I wonder.
“Stay right there, Bella . I’m not done with you yet.”
“I can’t take anymore,” she cries.
“Yes you can. You can take it,” I coax, bending over the bed and pulling out the gun I’d stashed there.
Her eyes go wide. “What the fuck is that?”
“Relax. I’m not going to hurt you. In fact, I think you’ll like what I have planned.”
She scurries back, pressing herself flush against the headboard.
“You trust me, don’t you?” I ask.
Julia nods, but her eyes don’t leave the gun in my hands.
“This is the gun that took that CEO’s life, Julia. With one pull of this trigger, all that suffering he put us through was ended. And he can never hurt anyone ever again.” I run my free hand up her legs, though she’s tense, she lets me. Her wariness apparent. “Spread your legs for me, Bella.”
She does as I ask, and I admire that swollen pink cunt, still slick with our mixed pleasure. “You’re so gorgeous, do you know that?” I place a kiss on the inside of her knee. She trembles beneath me, from fear or pleasure, or both, I don’t know. But I have to do this.
Placing the barrel of the gun between her legs she looks at me with wide eyes, but she doesn’t push me away.
“I trust you,” she says, lifting her chin like a challenge, and fuck me. This is why she has my fucking heart. I slide the gun against her soaked entrance and she inhales sharply, her swollen clit still sensitive from her orgasm. Pushing inside her, she takes the gun between her tight walls and fucks what I give her. Her hips roll on the deadly weapon, knowing that just one mistake could cost her life. But I would never do that to her. I’d turn the gun on myself before I ever harmed her.
I want her to feel the power of having the murder weapon between her legs, bringing her pleasure knowing it killed a man.
She comes hard around the gun, her legs shaking and her mouth parted in a perfect ‘O’. A picture I’ll take with me to my grave.
“Such a good fucking girl, coming for me like that.” Her neck arches as she takes it deeper inside her. I spit directly on her clit and she shudders. “That’s it, Julia. One more. Give me one more. You can do it, Bella .” And she does, erupting so hard around the gun that she digs her nails into my shoulders as she does. I keep a firm pressure on it as she rides out her orgasm, her eyes not leaving mine once. That explicit trust palpable between us.
“That’s my good fucking girl,” I praise, knowing that with her I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my whole fucking life.
“ Pulce, ” I smirk as soon as my friend answers the phone.
“ Stronza. You keep calling me a flea, and I’ll ignore your fucking calls from here on out.”
I bark out a laugh. “You’re too fucking nosey to ignore my calls, asshole. I need a favor.” I can hear his eyes roll through the phone, even though the action doesn’t make a sound.
“Of course you do. What is it?”
“Think you can hack into the no-fly list and remove some names for me?”
He’s silent for a beat, but after a few seconds, I hear the buttons on his keyboard begin to click. “I take it it’s done?”
“Of course.”
“But you got caught?”
“No, they think it was Rocco.”
“Ha!” He guffaws. “That ingrate couldn’t fight his way out of a wet paper bag, let alone kill someone.” I smile at his words before he begins talking again. “Okay, I’m in.”
“I need both Rocco and me taken off, plus two other names.”
“Max,” he sighs. “What did you do? Better yet, who did you do?”
“Julia Canon and Natasha Ryan.”
“Which one?”
“Which one what?”
He snorts, “Which one have you been balls deep in?”
I clear my throat.
“I’m asking because I have both their pictures up on my screen, and damn, they’re fucking hot.”
“Damon, you might be my best friend, but believe me when I say I’ll tear your throat?—”
“Alright,” he begins tapping away. “You need flights?”
“Yes, 4.”
“I can’t believe you’re bringing two women home with you. You know your mother is going to have a field day with this shit, right?”
My mother is going to be over the moon. She’s been hounding me about settling down for as long as I can remember. It will be a surprise, obviously.
“WHAT!”
I hear Tasha shriek from the other side of the cabin and smirk. Julia obviously told her what’s happening. We weren’t leaving Tasha here. Rocco wouldn’t allow it. The man’s got it bad after just one fuck. I can’t say I blame him.
“Max!” Tasha calls from behind me, and I spin on my heel to face her. “You better explain your?—”
I hold up my finger, hushing her as Damon begins to speak. “Alright, so I got you cleared from the system, but it won’t take the cops long to realize all four of your names are gone. So, I suggest you get your shit and get to LaGuardia as soon as possible. The tickets will be waiting for the four of you at the front desk. Ask for Maria,” he clears his throat, “she’ll be expecting you.”
“Alright, thanks. I owe you.”
“You owe me a fucking shit load, and when you’re back in Sicily, I’m claiming the IOUs.”
I don’t get a chance before the line goes dead. Being indebted to one of my longest-standing friends isn’t the worst thing that could happen. Pocketing my phone, I take a seat on the couch. Tasha has her arms crossed, glaring at me with narrowed eyes. Julia stands beside her, desperately trying to hide the smirk written all over her beautiful face.
“What was it you wanted to talk about, Tasha?”