"Fuck me harder, baby. Come on my cock so I can fill you up."
"Burke!"
Her fingers froze, but I moved faster while she fell apart above me. Gripping her waist and pounding up into her, I smirked as I elicited a strangled cry from her lips and she came a second time. As promised, my orgasm was so intense I shouted her name, feeling the warmth of my cum slipping out of her and dripping down my balls.
"God!" Collapsing on me, Kinsley draped herself over my chest as she settled down.
I kissed her temple, running my fingertips down her spine. "I love you," I whispered.
Shivering, Kinsley lifted her head to smile at me. "I love you too."
"I thought opening up to you would be a disaster, but I couldn't have been more wrong. It loosened up this terrible grip on my chest so I can finally breathe."
"I wish I'd spoken up sooner."
My hold on her shifted until I cupped her face. "I gave you no reason to, Kinsley. I was foolish, but it's water under the bridge now. We move forward from here."
She kissed me. "I like that idea."
After a few minutes, we left the bed to clean up, and I ordered room service for breakfast.
"What happens now?" Kinsley asked.
I thought about it while buttering a piece of toast. "We're hoping Anna will call Logan back. If she does, he'll meet with her and pretend to be on her side. Once he gains the rest of the information we're missing, we'll move forward with the plan for the Navarros. And Logan volunteered to take Anna down for her part in everything that happened."
Sitting in one of the two small chairs, Kinsley curled her legs beneath her and poured coffee. "I have a tough time picturing him doing it."
Sighing, I sat beside her. "I asked him point-blank if he was involved in her deceit; if he ever fed information to Carson."
"And?"
"And he said no." I shrugged. "My gut tells me I can trust him, but I'll have to see it for myself before I believe he's fully committed to us, to our Family, and not my father and the Navarros."
"Will you tail him to witness it?"
"I haven't decided yet how to get my proof. If she sees me with him, she'll know right away he's lying." I shook my head. "I can't quite believe I'm condoning the murder of my flesh and blood, but what she did can't be undone. She knew ahead of time what the consequences of her actions were, same as Carson."
"I don't disagree, Burke. They both deserve punishment, and in our world it comes at the hands of the Family. They grew up with the rules; most likely even created a few of them."
The ache in my heart eased off when she picked up my hand. Somehow, perhaps more than anyone else I'd ever known in my life, she understood how deep my loyalties ran and what my obligations were.
"If The Algonquin Club has agreed to extend an invitation for dinner to the Navarros, why don't you have them offer the same invitation to Carson?"
"Two birds with one stone?"
"Why not? You said you weren't certain if their punishments should be the same, but I say they should. They act together, they die together."
Reaching for the coffee pot, I paused with my hand midair as a thought hit me. "You should meet with them."
Kinsley gaped at me. "Pardon me?"
Though the idea nearly burned me from the inside out, I could picture how magnificent it would be. "You should sit with them at dinner, pretend you ran into them. Talk it up." I shrugged casually, feeling anything but.
"It would give me the chance to watch them die," she murmured.
"That's justice you've earned." I swallowed the dryness in my throat. She'd be unprotected in a room full of mafia men, but it was only fair to give her the chance to face her enemies after all the pain they'd inflicted on her.
"The chef will poison their meals?" she clarified.
