Down And Dirty Mari Carr Novelas e Histórias

The rental car's heater was fighting a losing battle against the December chill. I pressed my knees together in the passenger seat, watching the flat farmland of Ohio roll past the window. Gray sky. Bare trees. Snow crusted in the ditches like old lace. "Almost there," Mark said, his hand landing on my thigh. Warm. Familiar. Three years of marriage and he still touched me like I was something precious. "Dad's been talking about this dinner all week. You know how he gets."

“Yeah, the men and I scattered in different directions. That way, we'll lose them more easily.” “Alright. See you at home,” I said, ending it. I looked at Mariella. Her hair was a mess, her coat was stained with grease and rain, and she was breathing as if she’d just run a marathon. “Didn’t know you could drive like a getaway driver,” I said, almost chuckling. “I spent the last five years married to a De Luca, Luciano,” she said, finally slowing the car as we approached a quieter residential area. She didn't look at me. “You think I didn't learn anything?”

I follow her inside, and at first everything seems normal, I see Mark smiling, relaxed, getting up to greet us like this is just any other dinner, like nothing is out of place, and for a second I actually think maybe this won’t be that bad. But then my gaze shifts just a little… and I see him. Mateo Carter. Sitting there like nothing. Like we weren’t beating the hell out of each other less than twenty-four hours ago. With a swollen lip, a visible bruise… and that calm expression that makes me want to wipe it off his face.

"Do I know her? There is something familiar about the voice." I nodded my head no and Cara went for my fly. She was every bit as good at sucking cock as her mother was. I had already cum three times in her mother that morning so it took her a while to get me off. She was just licking me clean as Marv walked into the room, naked and with a stiff cock leading the way. Cara looked up at me, over at Marv and then back up at me, "Sorry, but I don't do groups." Marv laughed, "Too bad. The lady upstairs sure could use the help. Come on bro, it's your turn again."

MAVERICK “Lake Winston. I heard you get married. Who’s the poor girl?” He sided glance at me, smirking before they engulfed each other in a big bear hug. “My wife, Maverick. Maverick, this is Cenric Wollf.” “The crypto guy.” I clamped my mouth instantly as I extended my hand for a handshake, and they laughed as they found me calling him the crypto guy funny. “Right, that’s me.” He shook my hand firmly. “Nice to meet you, Maverick. This is my wife, Sadie.”

Maria appeared at the top of the stairs. She was covered in dust, her hair a chaotic mess, her dress torn. She looked nothing like the polished socialite Vincenzo had tried to mold. She looked like a survivor. She held up the drive. “The ledger,” she said, her voice echoing through the ruined foyer. Marcus stood up, a grin spreading across his face. “Now that,” he said, “is a weapon of mass destruction.” I looked at Maria, and then at the shadow of Catrina emerging from the service hall behind her. The Two Marias were gone.

He was married… to Isabella, my best friend, no less. I thought I was doomed. Completely, utterly doomed. Eric Graves appeared, like a flicker of hope cutting through the darkness in my life. I had thought how could I possibly be good enough for him? He was the most powerful mafia leader in New York City, and I was just a woman with a record, nothing but shattered pieces to offer. But Eric told me to never worry about being good enough, that he loved me for who I was. Now, standing here, I realized that I had married the very monster who had made my life a living hell.

" It's just meditation.” Jade spotted Carrie coming up the stairs. Maria turned to look at her. " Get me some soda water from the kitchen, you will? I have something to take care of.” Jade said, never taking her eyes off Carrie who approached with a smile. “Yes ma'am." She bowed. Maria greeted Carrie on her way down while Jade waited for the other woman to come to her at the top of the stairs. “I was on my way to your room but then I saw you coming down. So, I had to use the stairs instead of the elevator." Carrie stopped a stair down from Jade.

"I'll take her home." "No, it's okay," Marietta stopped the two of them. She dared not let SY Group's president be her driver. She was happy enough to hear Kirk call her "Mom". Caroline couldn't win against her. Hence, she led Marietta downstairs. Before getting into the car, Marietta hugged Caroline and advised, "Carrie, Kirk is a good man. You have to cherish him." Caroline nodded. "Don't worry, Mom." "I'll be taking my leave." After saying this, Marietta got into the car.

Valerie muttered. "Hah," Maria laughed. "Glad to know that you have come to your senses. Now let's leave all this bad energy behind and go shop for our yacht party! I was practicing how to twerk on Gordon's dick. That gigolo was staring at my ass all night," Maria quipped, allowing Valerie to laugh heartily. Valerie placed her hand on her shoulder and said soothingly, "I'm glad you agreed to come to Carriacou," "Aw, anything for you boo. Especially since you forgave me for almost killing you," Maria joked again and they laughed till tears threatened to come out of their eyes.