All Chapters of Amatucci Family: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"Just answer the damn question, Nico," I growled as I got my pants zipped up. "It shouldn't be a hard one."He was quiet on the other side of the room. I pushed the flimsy curtain aside, winced when the action tugged at my stitches. "Well?"He was sitting in one of the visitor chairs. Certainly better than the ones found at General Mercy, but they were still just visitor chairs. The man looked like he'd been welded into the damn thing, he was so still. I walked towards him. Snapped my fingers to get his attention. "Nico?"He scrubbed his hands over his face. "What the fuck do you want me to say, Penn? My guys went to the accident site. Your Rover was towed. They tracked it down. Four fucking bullet holes." His body shuddered as his swarthy skin went pale. "She could have died. Hell, you could have died. And while I wouldn't have cared as much about you, I know she does."I snorted. "Thanks, man. I'm feeling the love."He flipped me off. "We need those dossiers Nik put t

Seeing my Grams out of her bed for the first time in over a year should have had me jumping up and down. It probably would have-were it not for Willow in my lap. And the reason we had to move my Grams at all. Fucking Antonia de Silva. My raging erection died like someone had dunked me in ice water. A bit abrupt, but it certainly got the job done. I eased Willow up off my lap. Bonus for the dead erection. Not scaring Grams with the fact that I was ready to mount up and ride Willow like she was my favorite horse couldn't be over-appreciated. I pushed to my feet. "Hey, lady. Where do you think you're going?" I looked down at her. Her emerald eyes were sparkling under the bright lights of the hospital room. She chuckled. Shook her silvered, coiffed head. "If you think we're going to chat about my being out of bed instead of that sweet young thing you all but dumped from your lap, you've got another think coming." She reached out a hand. Heavily veined and covered with delica

I groaned as I turned over in Willow's bed that night. The thing was big. It was not comfy. How I'd missed how lumpy and firm it was the first night I stayed here, I had no flipping idea. But this was pure torture. "Would you stop moving around? It's a bed, not a jungle gym," she whined at me. I snorted. "You're a trust fund baby, have a stellar bakery, and you sleep on a piece of shit bed. How is that even possible?" If I was going to suffer, I was at least going to have her in my arms while I did. I snaked out my arms, pulled her into me. Sighed as a feeling of peace finally washed over me. She laughed, her breath washing over the skin at my neck. "Because I'm not a giant man-beast?"That was it. I rolled us over so I was hovering over her body in the dark. "Man-beast? I'll show you man-beast.""Show me, hero. Show me." She slid her hands up and into my hair. If I wasn't mistaken, I heard a smile in her voice. Through all of the shit that had rained down on her life i

The musky scent of her body called to me. Like a fucking bee to honey, I was helpless to resist her. Coming down off the best blow job I'd ever been lucky enough to receive, I needed to make this good for her. To flood her senses with the kind of pleasure she'd just given me. I kissed her lightly covered cunt. As I wondered if she'd ever let me wax her, using the fingers of one hand, I spread her lower lips apart. Her clit was already engorged, swollen. Ready for me. Closing my mouth over the little nub, I created a vacuum around it as I flicked it quickly with my tongue. Her pelvis rocked up towards my mouth as a sharp cry rose from her lips. I bit her clit softly. I pulled back slightly. "I'm going to gag you if you keep that level of noise up." My smile would have given me away, but she wasn't looking at me. I bit her clit again. Chuckled darkly as the next scream poured through the room. I used my thumb and pushed at her opening. She was so tight it was a struggle to ge

"This is some quality work, Nik," Turo said as he read over the copy of the printouts of her dossiers on de Silva and Cavendish. She rolled her eyes. "Meaning you're surprised a woman could do such work?"Turo smiled, shook his head. "Not at all. I simply appreciate a job well done. No matter the gender of the person providing said job."Nik's face lost the hard edge. Her chin dropped slightly. "Then you're welcome."Turo nodded, smiled. "We have copious amounts of pictures of Cavendish. I'm assuming since none are included in the files, that none could be found on de Silva." He made it a statement instead of a question. Nik nodded. "The only picture I found, and it still wasn't a solid match, was a group of girls, maybe four or five of them altogether. Her name was on the tag, but no face to one of the girls."Turo smiled. "Then we shall work to uncover de Silva's identity.""Brea-brunch is ready," Willow called. Everyone stood up. The men all went to the far side o