LEO
It’s rare a man like me gets conflicted. I make my choices and I stick with them. It’s the only way to move up in this world.
Spend too long doubting yourself and someone more certain will pick you off and take your place. I’m the underboss. I decide quickly. That’s why I’m the underboss.
I make several calls. First to the Don to tell him what I found up at the lighthouse. “The clock’s ticking,” is all he says before hanging up.
I speak to Timmy and get him to do some more tracing. He might link the locator ping to an IP address if it’s static but connected to the computer, not the location. I could move and we could get lucky. I leave the details of working it out up to him.
The clock is ticking, though. I’ve only got until tomorrow night. If I don’t find the snitch by then, Mikey will have my head.
By the time I’m done, it’s getting late and all I want to do is keep hunting. I can’t. I need to get Amelia to give me an alibi, so it’s time to go back to her place.
I try to tell myself I’m not happy to be going back there, but I know the truth in my heart. I want to see her again. I shouldn’t be conflicted though. So why am I?
Why am I trying to decide what to do the entire time I walk back to her place?
I know exactly what I want to do. I also know the problems it will bring.
I want to fuck her. I want more than that, in fact. I want to get inside her soul. She does something to me that I can’t even describe.
I can’t tell her how much she’s been on my mind since we first met. I can’t tell her how sure I was that Rex was being looked after by the right person.
It was for the best that he stayed with her. She looked after him right until the end. That’s who she is. Gentle, kind, compassionate. Also, hot as Satan’s fireplace.
I want her, but if I take her, she’s getting into real deep shit. Once I get her naked and into bed, which is what’s about to happen, there’ll be no turning back.
I get to her place and my neck’s still hurting. The wire cut deep. If he’d been stronger, I’d have stood no chance, but there’s a reason I’m alive and Benny’s not.
Same reason I’m underboss and no one else. I’m stronger, faster, sharper. No one gets anything past me.
I get to her place and look up at it from the street. Again, I picture myself living here. Heading home from a day on my boat. Impossible dream, but still enough to make something inside me feel warm. Something I don’t feel often.
I head up and don’t knock. I push the door open, cursing her for not keeping it locked. Has she no idea of her safety? She’s in the lounge, fast asleep, TV on, some trashy program blasting out so loud I don’t know how she’s not awake.
I turn off the TV, and then I stand and look down at her. I could be anyone. She’s in real trouble, especially wearing those tiny little pajama shorts that show off her legs.
My cock twitches when she shifts and turns to face the back of the sofa, ass pointing toward me, a hint of buttocks sticking out from underneath the shorts. I want her so badly.
I go back to the front door and slide the bolt across. I sweep the house, making sure it’s clear. I shut the curtains as I go. When I get to her bedroom, I pause. I’m about to bring her up here.
I walk back into the living room and she’s sitting up, yawning and brushing her hair out of her eyes. “Good evening,” I say as I look down at her.
She smiles and yawns again. “You said you were only going for an hour,” she replies, wagging a finger at me. “It’s late. Where have you been?”
“Busy,” I reply. “I told you to keep the door locked. You left it open. I won’t warn you again.”
She sits up, face pale. “I’m sorry, I forgot.”
“Forgetting can get you killed.”
“This is a safe place, you know. No burglaries in years. We all keep our doors unlocked here.”
“You don’t.”
She frowns. “You’re pissed at something and it’s not me. What is it?”
“We need to talk.”
“What about?”
“Anyone asks where I’ve been all day, you tell them I’ve been here with you, got it?”
She wrinkles her brow, getting to her feet. “What happened to your neck?” She strokes the line the wire left with a soft finger. “Who did that to you?”
“It’s nothing,” I reply, taking her finger and then her hand, holding onto it. “I got to ask you something.”
“What?”
She’s blinking up at me, and I could drown in those eyes of hers. All at once, the doubt crumbles away. To hell with the consequences, I’ve got to have her.
“I want you,” I say, squeezing her hand. “But when I have you, there will be trouble coming your way. Big trouble.”
I think she’ll look scared, doubtful maybe. Instead, she smiles at me. “I reckon a big guy like you can keep me safe. Just answer me one question.”
“What?”
“The man who did that to your neck, is he likely to come back?”
I think of the fire burning bright by the time I got to the end of the street, away from Louie. “Definitely not,” I tell her honestly. I add nothing else. There’s no need.
“Good,” she says. “Listen, I will not lie. I like you, Leo. I mean, I really like you.” She shakes her head. “Jeez, I sound so dumb. Hold on.”
She coughs loudly, holding a finger in front of her face. “Mature, sexy, I can do it.” She speaks in a husky voice. “So what do you say you entertain a lonely lady for a few hours?”
“Only if you talk in your normal voice and not that one.”
“You don’t think I sound sexy?”
“You sound like you smoke fifty a day talking like that.”
She goes all high pitched. “What about now?”
“You want a spanking? Because you’re going the right way toward getting a spanking.”
She laughs. “Fine, I better speak normally then. Sorry, have I ruined the mood?”
I lift her into my arms, and she shrieks with joy as I kiss her forehead.
“That give you an answer?”
“I guess so,” she replies. “So, big boy, where are you taking me?”
“To bed,” I tell her, carrying her up the stairs into her room. I set her on her feet when we get there. “Keep still,” I tell her, pulling open the top drawer of her bedside cabinet.
I see a couple of vibrators in there and I make a mental note of them while she shuffles in place behind me.
I go to the next drawer down. There’s nothing useful in there. I frown as I look around the room, and then I see her dressing gown. That’ll do. I cross to it and pull out the cord, turning to face her. “Close your eyes,” I tell her. She does as I say.
I wrap the cord around the top of her head. It’s makeshift but another twist and then it’s covering her eyes. She can’t see a thing. I stand back and admire her for a moment, watching her breathing growing heavier. “What are you going to do to me?” she asks.
“First, this,” I say, reaching out and unbuttoning her pajama top. With each button coming loose, more of her chest comes into view. I look down at the valley of her breasts and I’m rock hard at once.
I get the last of the buttons undone and stare at her hard pink nipples, aching to put them in my mouth. I slide the top from her shoulders, leaving her in just the shorts.
Turning her at the waist, I bend her gently over the bed, placing her hands on the blankets. “Keep still,” I say. “I need to see what that ass looks like.”
I hook my fingers into the waistband of her shorts and slide them down to her ankles. By the time I stand back up, I’m desperate to fuck her. I don’t do it yet. I want to enjoy this moment. It might be the only time I get to do this.
If I don’t find the snitch by tomorrow night, I’m a dead man or on the run. Either way, I won’t be seeing her anytime soon. I’m going to savor her, savor this night, forget about everything but her for a while.
I lift my hand into the air and hold it there. “You’re a bad girl,” I say.
“Aren’t you?”
“What did I do?” she asks, her voice slipping into a whine.
“Left your front door unlocked,” I growl. “Kept yourself unsafe. Fell asleep while anyone could walk in anytime.”
I bring my hand whipping down onto her ass, loving the sharp sound of the spank as she gasps, shifting her hips in place, her ankles wriggling but held together by her shorts. “Ow,” she says. “That hurt.”
“It’s supposed to.” I spank her a second time, watching her skin bloom bright pink. She shifts in place again and I lift her ankles, tossing her shorts aside. I use my knee to shove her legs apart and then I press one hand into the small of her back, holding her there.
I spank her a couple more times. “You need to say sorry,” I tell her as my hand raises and lowers. “You need to remember to lock your front door, don’t you?”
“I will!” she says, her voice a loud cry. “I’m sorry I forgot.”
I step back, undressing quickly. I need to be naked so I can feel my body against hers. In amongst the vibrators is a bottle of lube. I retrieve it and slide a portion over the shaft of my cock, easing the ache in the tip with my enormous fist.
I add lube to her ass, using my hands to slide it between her cheeks and into the hole back there. I only dip a tiny amount into her ass, but she’s already groaning like she’s not sure if it’s pain or pleasure she feels. “Anyone been in that ass of yours?” I ask.
“No one,” she replies. “Only…”
“Only what?”
“Only a toy.”
“You dirty girl,” I say, my cock twitching at the thought of watching her fuck her own ass with one of her toys. “Maybe I’ll get a plug to stop you putting things in there without permission.”
I slip my hand between her legs, feeling the heat coming off her pussy. I need to taste her. The need is all-consuming. I haven’t even kissed her properly yet but I need to taste her.
I grab hold of her and twist her around, throwing her onto the bed, shoving her legs apart and then forcing myself to stop.
I stand at the end of the bed and start stroking my cock, staring down at the most beautiful naked body I’ve seen in my entire life.
This is it. This is the last moment before. I want to savor it. In a moment, I’ll know just how sweet she tastes. I’ll know how her pussy feels wrapped around my cock.
I enjoy looking at her, the way her chest heaves up and down, the way she shifts in place like she’s waiting for permission to touch herself. I don’t give it. Instead, I stroke my cock and try to resist spraying hot cum all over her perfect body.
“Can I look at you?” she asks, her hands going to the makeshift blindfold.
“Not yet,” I tell her, sliding my hands up her ankles. “First, I’m going to make you come.”