“We have Vinnie and Leo to consider,” Angelo replies.
My shoulders slump a little because we can’t leave them behind, and I’m not sure Vinnie could easily move now that he’s the franchise player in Chicago. Then there’s Leo and his hotel empire, which has its headquarters in Chicago.
“Vinnie doesn’t work the entire year, and most of the players don’t actually live in Chicago anyway. Leo, he’s the boss, the headquarters can move with him, or he can do most of his work remotely. He’s often out of town anyway. His life wouldn’t change all that much,” Lucio says.
“Let’s talk about this later as a family,” I tell the boys because this is a decision we must make together.
That’s what I’ve learned about the Gallos. They don’t make big decisions as individuals. They’re a package deal.
Where one goes, they all follow.
23
Angelo
I crawl under the thin sheets, curling my body into my girl. “Are the kids asleep?” she asks.
My hand is around her waist, just below her breasts. “They are,” I say against her neck before running my tongue along her soft skin and sliding my thumb underneath the swell of her breast.
“What if they wake up?” Her voice is all breathy and wanton as she pushes her ass into my hard-on.
“They didn’t nap, and with all the travel and excitement, no one will wake up for a little while.”
She moves onto her back, staring up at me in the faint glow from the television. “What if they catch us?”
“Baby.” I smirk, loving this woman so damn much. “We can live dangerously.” My gaze drops to her lush lips as she bites the bottom one, working the soft skin between her teeth. “Let go a little bit. Stop thinking so much,” I tell her.
“They could wake up and see something.”
I’m out of the bed and at the door that separates our room from the living room, where our three kids are fast asleep. I close it quietly and lock it before turning around, catching Tilly checking out my bare ass.
“You seriously have an amazing ass. It’s so not fair.”
“You got the more impressive set of tits, so let’s not complain who got the better end of that deal,” I tell her as I slide back into the bed next to her, pulling the sheet down to expose her body.
She shakes her breasts right in my face, knowing exactly what she’s doing and how she affects me. “You’d look funny with these.”
Grabbing her around the waist, I pull her closer to my side. I run a finger down the space between her breasts, slowly raking it back and forth as I stare into her eyes. “They’re mine. Make no doubt about that.”
“Sweetheart,” Tilly says, reaching down and fisting my cock. “I need you inside me.”
My body jerks with each stroke, and I need to be inside her too. “Don’t you want to take it slow?” I graze my fingertip over her nipple, and her eyes darken as her grip tightens.
“I want you between my thighs.”
And being a good husband, I go there. Sliding between her thighs, hovering over her naked skin, and staring down at her. “Better?” I ask, taunting her with my cock just out of reach.
The look in her eyes is anything but amused. “Angelo.”
“Baby,” I reply, but as soon as her mouth opens to complain, I lean forward and pull her nipple between my lips, silencing her.
Her fingers are in my hair, nails against my scalp, making my skin break out in goose bumps. She moans as I suck harder, drawing the stiff peak deeper into my mouth. I love the way she says my name and claws at my skin when I’m loving her.
She wraps her legs around my body and sticks her heels into my ass. “Fuck me,” she whispers.
I’m done playing games. Done playing around. When you have three sleeping kids in the next room, there isn’t time for any bullshit but getting busy and making love to my woman.
With a small thrust of my hips, her legs fall away, spreading for me. Inch by inch, I slide inside her until there’s no more left to give. She pulls my face forward, pressing her lips to mine, and kisses me deeply. Not just deep, but with so much hunger and need, I can taste the sweetness on her tongue.
