Lahat ng Kabanata ng Trapped By The Mafia Don: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

ScarletWhen I was showered and dressed, the bags by the hotel room door, I called Emily, praying for her voice mail. The phone message I'd left for Mr. Rutherford had been explicit without saying anything, except for holding off on my father's cremation services. I was certain the shark would attempt to call and when he couldn't get me, he'd snoop in any method available. He'd find no indication of where I was."Wow. It's early, especially for you," Emily said through a yawn."I know. It's an hour earlier here. I hope I didn't wake you." Shit. Shit. Shit. What was I going to say to her? I had to convince her that everything was going as planned."Yes, you did, but for you I don't mind. How are the arrangements going?"I was pacing the room, digging my toes into the thin carpet. Every few seconds I glanced out the window. The waiting was the worst. You can do this. Breathe. Calm down. There was no way I was going to calm down. At this rate, I might scratch out Gage's eyes. Fuck the de

GageThere were no words to express my excitement as we boarded the plane. I'd taken a chance hiring the two pilots, but I didn't want to spend time in the air actually flying the plane. I wanted every moment spent with Scarlet. She'd changed to some degree overnight, her cheeky attitude more subdued, her curiosity increasing. "Take a seat until we're in the air.""Yes, sir," Scarlet replied, moving to a window seat and sitting down, her body tense.I yanked off my jacket and the moment I did, she concentrated on the holster, the Glock positioned just in case we had unwelcomed visitors. I hadn't wanted to terrify her any more than she was and while I hadn't expected trouble as of yet, I was going to make certain we didn't have any. The terse conversation with my father had certainly given me pause, even concern. I was no fool. There could be an attempt on my life at any given time. To stop the bleeding, as my father so aptly put his distaste of my particular method of dealing with the

GageThe whisper was husky, seductive, and meant to entice. I rubbed her arm, moving up and down, keeping the touch light. "Very much and I will have you."Capturing my mouth, she darted her tongue inside, flicking it back and forth across mine. She wrapped her other arm around my neck as the kiss continued, her fingers traveling from my jaw to my neck, and roaming down the length of my chest, finally moving between her legs to stroke my groin.Yes, I was captivated by her actions, her willingness to give me everything I desired, but of course, even this game came with a hefty price. I was no fool to think otherwise.Scarlet undulated her body, rocking forward and backward, the change pushing my head back and against the edge of the chair.The friction as she ground her pussy against my cock sent a series of sensations rocketing into my system. And still I maintained control even as her long fingers toyed with my crotch, rubbing and stroking.She broke the kiss and nipped my lower lip

GageMaceo Consuelos was trustworthy as well as kind and had become perhaps one of the few men I considered a friend. I'd been lucky to find him and he rarely asked questions and certainly never judged my activities or aspects of my life. He'd stocked the refrigerator and the cabinets, including the purpose of various wines and liquors. Whatever I'd said to him in haste, he'd determined I was bringing someone special with me, which I'd never done before. The selection of food and wine most would consider sensual. I had to give the man credit. He was a hopeless romantic. I could only hope he'd heeded my other instructions with such excellent taste.I popped the snaps on the holster, easing the leather straps away before placing the entire unit on the counter. I had other guns secured inside my vault, a location even Maceo wasn't aware of. There was plenty of firepower if necessary. I only hoped that wouldn't be the case.I felt a wafting of the breeze and turned to find she'd gone outs

ScarletGage switched to fucking me with his fingers, pumping in and out several times before running the tip of his fingers down the crack of my ass. "Where do you want me to fuck you?""I can't stand it any longer. Please."His hand peppered my bottom again, slapping so hard my entire being was rattled, the pain becoming anguish, but not from the round of punishment."Where?" he demanded, his voice booming. The fingers were slid into my pussy again. "Here?""Yes. Yes, sir. Please." The sound of my own voice was no longer recognizable.Taking his wet fingers, he wiggled them between my reddened ass cheeks, pushing the tips inside my asshole.I stiffened, another moan escaping. "Oh, God." Blinking, I tensed as he pushed past the tight ring of muscle."Or here?" he asked, his voice gravelly, full of lust."Yes. There. Everywhere."He pumped inside, taking his time yet his actions become more insistent."Please. Please fuck me. Anywhere. I don't care. Just fuck me." The barrage of words