Page 26 of Mafia’s Dirty Secret

They’d talked about it over coffee the second morning after Regina started. It had become their routine now, to have a cup of coffee and some breakfast before Regina left. It would be no different tomorrow morning.

Marie poured some coffee into her mug and went into the living room to let Regina deal with Ruby. She only stayed in case Ruby became violent or ranted too much. From what Regina had observed, it was only Marie that could calm Ruby down when she got too out of touch, but it was also Marie that caused the ranting in the first place. She’d calm down when Marie left the room now, as long as Regina was there. If Marie was on her own, she kept ranting and raving.

She thought about sending Matteo a text, thought about maybe slipping away for a few hours, if her mother actually took the pill. The last few nights, she’d spit the pill out every time they brought it to her. Maybe tonight, she’d take it.

She reached for her coffee and noticed a slight tremor in her hand as she picked it up. She frowned, memories of her mother’s hands shaking like that invaded her head and she was overcome with horror. It couldn’t be, she finally decided. Parkinson’s wasn’t generally an inherited disease, especially in women. Then her heart calmed down and she breathed a sigh of relief. That was about her thirteenth cup of coffee for the day. There was little wonder her hands shook!

Regina came in and settled on the other end of the couch. “She’s asleep.”

“Thank goodness!” Marie breathed a sigh of relief and looked over at Regina. “I can’t believe it.”

“I think she’s as exhausted as you are, dear,” Regina reminded her gently that she was able to go home and sleep, Marie was the one that had barely slept in days. “Why don’t you go rest? Or go out. You could do with some time away from this place.”

“I don’t want to leave her,” Marie replied, her eyes on the hallway that led to her mother’s room. “I wouldn’t feel right while she’s ill.”

Marie hadn’t told Regina about Matteo, or what they did, or planned to do, the other woman just knew Marie had a… friend. A good friend that she stayed the night with.

Marie wasn’t ready to tell anyone about Matteo, not even Jane. The other woman had come back to work after her own illness earlier that day. She still looked pale and coughed a little, but she was better and back to work.

“Well, at least get some rest while you can. If that coffee in you will let you. Go on, go to bed. I think she’s out for the night.”

Marie started to protest but knew it was silly to do so. She would fall down and hurt herself if she didn’t get some sleep soon. “Alright, you’re right. I’ll have a shower and then get to sleep.”

“Good girl. And I’ll make breakfast in the morning. Don’t worry about that.” Regina shooed Marie on her way, so Marie left with a soft chuckle.

She stood in the shower for a long time, just letting the hot water run over her numb body. She could barely feel anything but aches and pains, but the hot water helped. She cleaned herself before the hot water tank ran out, then got out, just as the spray turned cold.

She picked up her phone, saw that Matteo had sent a picture, and opened the message up. He was in bed with the top of his silky black pajamas open. Her heart skipped a beat, and then it raced.

She looked up to see the mirror was frosted with steam, so she held the phone out in front of her and snapped her own picture. She had a towel on her head and one around her body, so it wasn’t indecent, just… naughty.

She giggled to herself as she left the bathroom and raced for her bedroom. She closed the door quickly and went to her bedroom to send him a text.

“Regina insists I sleep, but I don’t want to leave, in case Mom gets worse.”

“I understand, and will be busy for the next few moments, so shh!” He’d added a winking emoji and had to smother a laugh.

She wasn’t exactly sure what that meant but assumed it had something to do with him taking care of himself, so to speak. “Oh, if you’re busy, then you won’t want to open this.”

She slid the towel around her chest open, just enough to show her cleavage, and snapped a picture. There were still little drops of moisture on her skin, and it looked sexy to her. She quickly sent the picture before she could talk herself out of it, and this time, she got a voice message on her messenger app.

“Mmm,” Matteo breathed through a growl. “I can’t help myself, Marie. You make me so hard.”

She could hear the sound of his hand sliding wetly over something, and knew exactly what he was doing, even if she couldn’t see him. But why didn’t he just call?

She decided this was a lot more fun, and played the message again. It made her catch her bottom lip between her teeth with excitement and something, down there, went tight deep inside of her.

“Show me,” she texted back.

Within seconds a picture appeared, only this one was for her eyes only. She never would have thought seeing a man’s erection would turn her on, but now that she saw Matteo’s erect cock, well… her mouth started to water.

It glistened in the soft light in the bedroom and was far more colorful than she thought it would be. It was thick and long, at least 9 inches, probably more, and fully erect. She had no idea what it would feel like but knew she’d try to get her hand around it the next time she was with him.

He sent another voice message and she quickly scrambled around for the earbuds that came with the phone. She plugged them in this time, so she could turn it up all the way and hear him properly.

“Marie, I need you so much. You are so fucking hot, baby. I want you here, with me, now. I know you can’t be, but fuck.” He paused, and she heard that sound again. He was moving that hand of his so fast. “I’m going to take my time with you. I’m going to know every single inch of you before I fuck you, but it might kill me first.”

The message ended but another one came right after she’d listened to that one. Her body had already started to respond to his voice. Her nipples were hard little points, her clit throbbed for attention, and deep inside, she ached for him. She didn’t know this could happen, but it fascinated her. All he’d done was sent her a voice message, and she was already hungry for him.