Love Me (The Lucky Family Book 3) Page 10

  Savannah nods and grabs my hair tighter. “I know, baby. I miss you too, so much. Let’s not dwell on that. Let’s spend this time as a married couple.”

  I nod and then dive into her sex. My tongue is everywhere, I can’t lap her up fast enough. She tastes so sweet and juicy. It’s such a contradiction for her to be this perfect. My tongue suckles on her clit and I dive my middle finger into her hole and plow it hard. She starts thrashing from side to side and her thighs begin to close around my head. “Oh fuck, stop! Ohmigawd! I’m going to explode!” She yells into the quietness of the room.

  “Shatter for me. You going to come?” I taunt as I rub my thumb against her clit hard. I haven’t watched her come for me in over a year and I’m not missing it. No fucking way. “Can you feel it? I feel it. I feel you fucking tightening around my finger. I feel you strangling my finger. Yeah, baby. Come. Now!” I yell at her and jab my finger deeper into her.

  Her knees fly into the air and she thrusts her hips up into my hand. Without even realizing I could go deeper, my finger is swallowed by the vibrating walls of her sex. “Ohmigawd!”

  Savannah

  Is there such a thing as death by orgasm? I think there is, because I’m pretty sure I died. They say that it’s called “little death” and now I understand while. Holy shit.

  I laid spent on the bed as he crawled up me with my arousal coating his lips. It looked almost like he kissed me when I had lip gloss on. He smiled at me and then placed his lips on mine. “You taste sweeter than I remembered.”

  “You killed me,” I whispered and was met with another light kiss. I could taste myself on his lips and tongue and it tasted clean but a little musky.

  “Never. I just made you come really fucking hard.”

  Vincent nestled his dick in between the lips of my sex and rubbed it against my clit. I shivered and moaned. “Too soon!” I squealed and he chuckled. My body thrust backward trying to get away faster. I’m way too sensitive for this right now.

  “Are you ready?” His voice was husky and full of that strong accent that I love and missed so much. Is it wrong that I want him to keep talking to me while we make love?

  I nod my head and gasp as the head of his erection slipped into me slowly. “Jesus, you are fucking tight. Am I hurting you?”

  I shake my head and then tilt my hips up more for him to slide in deeper. Vincent just has his head in and my walls are stretching to accommodate that. The stretch stings in a delicious way that makes me moan and throw my head back against the pillow. My mouth formed in an O as he slid all the way home.

  “Shit,” he murmured and then kissed my neck but didn’t move. “Your flesh is so hot that you are burning me. Stop squeezing me, please.”

  I wanted to scream at him to move, but I couldn’t open my mouth. However, I did manage to say: “Move!”

  He shakes his head against my neck and bites down. “Need a minute, baby doll. Don’t want to come yet.”

  With all of my weight, I push him off of me and saddle myself onto him. I rested myself on his hips with my knees hugging his thighs. Before he could say anything, I swallowed him whole with my sex and began to ride him.

  As I rode him, I took him deeper and deeper and each time I thought about how great it would be for this to result in a baby. Each hump I give him, I think about the baby that we could be creating. Without realizing it, I began to move faster and with more strength.

  “Slow down!” He growled but I shook my head and kept going. He slaps my thighs harder than he probably intended to do and I squeal from it.

  I was becoming unraveled and I felt it all the way through myself. I unraveled from this year’s worth of hurt and sacrifice and the fact that I don’t have a baby. It’s not fair that I don’t have one but Anne does. I’m such a bad person for feeling this way, but I can’t help it.

  Tears started to leak out of my eyes as I continuously impaled myself on his dick. His hands gripped my hips to still me and I growled with frustration. “Stop, baby. Just fucking stop!”

  Mortified, I climbed off of him and then ran into the bathroom. Once in there, I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn’t help but cry harder. Looking in the mirror, I’m pissed at the woman I’ve become. I have become a desperate woman and I’m ruining my time with Vincent.

  Realizing that I’m making a fool out of myself, I walk out of the bathroom and over to Vincent. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed with his elbows resting on his knees. He looks up at me and I kneel in front of him on my knees. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry.”

  He grips my face in both of his hands and kisses me hard. Very hard. I feel the rough edges of his goatee that he’s growing as it rubs my face. “Baby doll. I know you want a baby. This is not how to do it. We will be parents and when we are, it will be perfect. Now get your fine ass up here and let me continue to make love to you.” When I don’t move, he’s grabbing at my face and roughly pulls me so I’m laying over him. Like a cloak, I’m spread over him. “There, now put my dick back in that tight hole. I’m about to blow.”

  Leaning up, I take Vincent’s shaft in my hand and rub it through my cleft. The side that’s in direct contact with my sex is coated with my juices and he thrusts up so he hits my clit. The mushroom head of his dick is stimulating me to the point where my body is shaking. I take the head of his dick and drop down on it. Once he’s seated in me, I lightly take him all the way in and begin to ride him.

  “Yeah, that’s it. You’re so beautiful as you take my cock. That’s it, my lovely.”

  I look down at him and he’s looking at where his dick is stabbing me in my sex. When he feels my eyes on him, he looks up at me and winks. “It’s fucking erotic watching you take me in you.”

  I throw my head back and palm his pecs as balance. I didn’t realize that my nails were gripping him until he groaned. “Sorry,” I whisper and he grips my hips.

  “Yeah, baby. Fuck yeah. I’m going to come. Are you going to come? Yeah, I bet you are.” He grinds his thumb against my clit and nods his head. “Yeah. Come with me. Let’s come together!”

  With that, my inner muscles clench and the delicious burning floods through me. I collapse on him and he wraps his arms around me. Even though he’s still inside me, I’m almost asleep before he takes me off of him and wraps his arms around me. “It’s okay, go to sleep if you want to. I want to stay awake so I can spend time with you.”

  Vincent

  She looks up at me with those beautiful green eyes like I’m some kind of hero. I’m no fucking hero. I’m not a choirboy. I’m a monster who killed her ex-husband because I couldn’t stand him bringing her up anymore. I will gladly do the time for killing Joel, I just hate that Savannah has to do the time as well. It’s not fair to her.

  “What’s it like in here?” She whispers and I look at her face. It’s rounder than before but she looks more like a baby doll than before. Her dimples are more pronounced and her lips are swollen and red from me.

  She’s fucking gorgeous.

  There was no way in hell I was going to tell her the truth about this place. Savannah didn’t need that shit in her mind. Plus, all she would do is worry about me and I didn’t need that either. “It’s prison, my lovely. It’s not the Four Seasons but it is what it is. I only have four more years.”

  “Wrong,” she whispered. “We have four more years.”

  I took her face in my hands and held it straight so that she could look at me. “You are not in here with me and I refuse for you to think that you are. Now stop that shit and spend some time with me.”

  “So, we are supposed to just have sex for the whole twenty-four hours?”

  My head flew back like she striked me and I looked at her. “Are you kidding me? I don’t just have you here for that. I’ve missed you, baby. If that’s what you think, then I can call the guard back here and she can take you home.”

  I’m bluffing and I hope she doesn’t call me out on it. There is no fucking way that I am sending her home yet,
if not ever. I don’t want her to leave, I mean I do… It’s conflicting. When she leaves, that means that it’s just another day closer to getting out of this hell.

  “I’m sorry. So, Cherub is getting big.”

  Savannah’s eyes light up when she talks about that dog. “That’s good. He’s going to be a big dog. How much does he weigh?”

  She nods and shrugs. I hold her to me, she’s the little spoon and I’m the big one. “Like fifty pounds. He eats a lot.”

  “Tell me, how is LaVinia doing and everyone else? I haven’t seen anyone in forever.”

  “LaVinia is getting sassy. It’s funny. She’s two and she thinks that she is the boss of everyone. Of course, I think she knows she’s the boss of Ronnie. He’s like her bitch instead of her dad.”

  “Why, what is he doing?” I ask and then rub my hand down her arm.

  She laughs and snuggles in closer to me. “He’s a marshmallow. I swear! She points at something in the store and he buys it for her right then. It’s crazy.”

  I laugh and pull her closer to me. “That’s what I thought. He’s always been like that when it comes to pretty girls.” I feel a little on the melancholy side because I haven’t seen LaVinia in a while. But I can only imagine how pretty she is.

  *

  There’s a knock on the door and I shield Savannah with my naked body. She’s next to me lying naked and I don’t need a guard to look at her. “Yeah?” I call and then the door opens.

  My naked ass is in the air but I don’t really care. The guard can take a look at my balls for all I care. “Moretti, you’ve got one more hour. Make sure you clean up. I will be back in forty-five minutes,” Roger says.

  Roger is a guard that is on the Lucky payroll. I’m not sure if other people know that he’s working for me instead of against me, but I’m not going to rat him out. He’s got a major gambling problem and got in debt big time with Dice, but we bought him out. Of course, he’s working that debt off with us. We are not going to be a charity type of thing.

  “Baby, wake up,” I croon and shake her a little.

  “No,” she grouches.

  I chuckle and shake her again. “I forgot how grouchy you are in the morning.”

  “I don’t want to wake up.”

  “Baby, you have to. We only have an hour left.”

  She wakes and then turns in my arms to hold on to me. “That was quick. I don’t know if I can leave you.”

  “You have to. If you can’t do that then you shouldn’t come here anymore. Savannah, this is supposed to be easy and nice. Don’t make it difficult.”

  She nods and tears roll down her eyes. “I’m sorry. You’re right.”

  We clean up the room and then I throw her down on the bed. “We have enough time for one more time. Are you too sore?”

  Savannah shakes her head and then I dive between her legs. I concentrate on her clit and massage it with my tongue. Once her head is thrashing against the pillow she brought, I suck on it and bring it into my mouth. “Yes, oh god, yes!” She sings and then grips her fingers into my hair. “Right there, make me come.”

  I lick her and suck on her clit. When her pussy starts to convulse around my tongue, I slam my fingers into her hole. She sucks the two in like a champ and then starts moaning louder. “Baby, oh god!”

  “Are you going to come?” I ask around her clit and she nods her head dramatically. “Okay, you gotta let go now. Give me all of it.”

  “Fuck!” She screams and I feel her juices flow over my fingers and her thighs slam shut around my face.

  I continue to lap up her juices and she continues panting. Once I’m certain that she has finished coming, I retract from her body and then stick my rock hard dick in her. I hump her slowly but hard. Each thrust, I bottom out in her and she gasps each time. I love that she looks crazy right now with her face beat read and lips swollen from biting them to keep quiet.

  “That’s it,” I murmur into her throat and she screams. I hump her harder and faster because I don’t know how much more time we have. I want to make sure she comes every ounce that she can.

  I feel the tightening in my balls and then the shudders in my spine. “I’m going to come,” I whisper against her throat.

  With my load shot up in her, I hear the knock on the door. “Moretti. Honeymoon is over. You have one more minute.”

  That was a fast hour. Shit.

  I pull out of my wife and help her get up. She’s dressed in a dress that is gathered at her waist before I fucked her, so all she had to do was pull it down. I tucked myself back into my jumpsuit.

  Savannah

  My heart is beating so fast, and I’m beginning to panic. What if this is the last time that I see him? What if this is the last time I see Vincent before the four years are up?

  “Uh, is there a way you can get a shorter sentence?” I whisper as he picks up the suitcase and sets it on the ground.

  “What do you mean?” He asks me and looks at me through his thick eyelashes. Vincent has got more ruggedly handsome with his jaw sharper and his cheek bones are stronger it seems.

  “You know…” I’m hoping I don’t have to spell it out for him because I don’t want him to be mad at me.

  He grips my elbow and pulls me into a corner of the room. “I don’t ever want to hear you suggest that. What will happen to us is worse than prison. Do you understand me?”

  I nod and then kiss his cheek. I know that he couldn’t rat but I want him home with me so bad. I know all of his friends miss him too.

  “By the way. If you see Stilarno cross your path, go the other way.”

  There’s a knock on the door and it’s loud enough to shake me back to reality. “Honeymoon is over, kids. It’s check out time.”

  Vincent wraps his arm around my shoulder and kisses me quickly. “Don’t make it in any harder than it needs to. You know I miss you so much and love you. Soon, this will all be over and we will be together again. So kiss me and walk out with Roger.”

  Tears start pouring down my face and I kiss him hard and quick. He kisses me just as hard and the door opens to show an Italian looking guard with a scowl on his face. “Moretti, come on. I’m not putting my ass on the line for you.”

  Vincent breaks the kiss and then lightly pushes me over to Roger and I walk reluctantly over to him. Once there, he nods to Roger who takes hold of my elbow and leads me out of the room. I turn back around to see Vincent in the doorway getting handcuffs and foot shackles slapped on.

  “I love you, baby doll. I will see you soon.”

  I crumble and die some more inside when I walk out of the hall and into the intake room. “Are the cuffs necessary?” I ask Roger and hope that he tells me that it’s normal.

  Roger shrugs and pushes me through a door to get out of the prison. “Due to his crime, yeah. It is. Lady, he murdered men. Of course they are going to be cautious about him.”

  Of course I don’t see him this way. He’s gentle and kind to me. There’s no way that he’s as dangerous as they make him seem.

  The drive home is lonely and cold. I miss the cocoon that Vincent and I had made while in the room together. It was so warm and peaceful. The real world is lonely and cold.

  Driving home is a blur of memories of every kiss and touch that Vincent and I shared while driving the few hours home. Instead of stopping at the hotel this time, I’m just going to drive through.

  Vincent

  I don’t take a shower after I get back to my pod. I want to smell like Savannah for as long as I can. It’s not even me being fucking disgusting, I just miss her smell.

  Walking back to my cell after a day with my wife is a fucking let down. I don’t know if I can do this again next year. I think about her and how she’s driving home right now to our house and I’m stuck here.

  I feel like the biggest pansy that I’m feeling like this but I can’t help it. It’s almost as if they are giving me a taste of my old life to take it away again.

  Fuck!

  Like a fuck
ing child who didn’t get dessert after dinner, I stomp up the tier steps to my cell.

  “Yo, Pop!” A gruff voice calls from his cell.