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“Told you I could still out shoot your ass.” I smile smugly at my brother.
“Well I’m glad to know that being so famous hasn’t made you lose all your sense. Can’t say the same for your choice in men though.” He grumbles.
“My sex life is none of your business.”
“I don’t want to know about your sex life.” He curls his nose in disgust.
“Then what is your problem?” I huff out as I roll my eyes.
“Baratta is just not someone you should get mixed up with is all I’m saying. You don’t really know him.”
“And you do?” I roll my eyes again. “I may not know everything about him. Yet. But what I do know is that he is kind and protective. You are going to have to step back and let me live my own life.”
“I just want to keep you from getting hurt.”
“I know that but you tend to forget that I am more like you than you would have others to believe. After all, red is my favorite color.” I widen my eyes while looking directly into his.
“I haven’t forgotten half pint.”
“I thought about going up there. To the mountain. Just to see if they rotted the ground.”
“They haven’t.”
“You’ve been up there? When?” I ask with surprise.
“About two years ago. I’d heard they were building some cabins in the area. I wanted to be sure one wasn’t built there. So I went to check, and then bought the twenty acres. I went back again and planted a fig tree directly over the spot. That way each year rotting figs litter that exact spot.” He smiles at the thought while I giggle.
“Ruthless brother dear. Just ruthless.” We both just sit and laugh while drinking a beer.
Today was a great day that I truly enjoyed. I’ve missed my brother while being away. Hopefully we don’t miss so many of these chances to hang out again.
I walk into the apartment with the puppy in my arms and there are bags of stuff sitting everywhere. One look tells me that Baratta apparently bought out the pet supply store.
“Have fun with your brother?” He asks as he walks out of the bedroom.
“I kicked his ass as usual. Why didn’t you come to the BBQ? Everyone was expecting you.” I was expecting him but I leave that part out.
“I had to get caught up on some work after going to the pet supply store.”
“Did you leave anything at the store?” I say as I look around yet again at all of the bags.
“What do you mean? He is going to need all of this.” Surprise is evident on his face telling me that he is completely serious.
“He’s not going to need that huge bed for several months. Do you really think he needed five bags of dog food?”
“Just wanted to be sure he had plenty in case there was a shortage.” He tries to hold a serious expression but it doesn’t last long when we both start to laugh.
“I’ve got his bath ready so I’ll get him all washed up with this amazing dog soap I got while you relax a bit.” He holds his arms out until I hand over the puppy.
“Actually, I’m a little hungry. I thought I’d call in a delivery from that Chinese restaurant down the road.”
“Sounds great. But didn’t you eat at the BBQ?”
“No. I was too busy waiting for you.”
“I’m sorry; I should have been there for you. Go ahead and place the order while I take care of this little guy.”
I watch as he heads to the bathroom to give Bleu a bath. I can’t help but shake my head at him. He acts as if having the dog is a hindrance but I can tell from the amount of stuff he bought for him that he loves the puppy. Good thing because I love the puppy already and don’t plan to give him up.
After calling in our order, I head to the kitchen to get plates and drinks ready. While standing at the counter, I see something behind the coffee maker. Grabbing it, I see it's an envelope like the ones from before.
I’m just looking through its contents when Baratta comes into the kitchen. He stiffens when he sees what I have in my hands.
“When did these come?” I look directly at him waiting for an answer.
“Last night.” He murmurs. I realize that when something is going on or he doesn’t really want to answer, his voice gets a little bit quieter.
“Last night? Why did you not tell me? Why the hell are they hidden behind the coffee pot?” My voice gets a little louder with each question.
“I wasn’t hiding them. I just wanted time to process the information. Possibly reach out to some of my contacts and see what we could come up with. Those aren’t the only ones.” I say as I go get the ones that were here while she was kickboxing with Austin at the gym.
“You had no right! You should have told me as soon as you got them! And in a way, that is technically hiding them!”
There’s a knock on the door as soon as I finish talking.
“Pay for the food. I’m going to take a shower.” I say through gritted teeth before I stomp down the hallway.
I climb under the spray of the water hoping it will wash away some of the anger I’m currently feeling. I realize he is just trying to help but it reminds me of my brother always trying to take control. And that just pisses me off.
I’m just standing under the spray while the hot water beats down on my back when I hear the glass door to the shower open. I don’t bother turning around as I know that it’s Baratta.
“I’m sorry.” He whispers in my ear as he presses his naked length to my back.
Even pissed off at him, my body still reacts to his closeness. His hands slowly glide down my sides over the curve of my hips. Unable to control myself, I push my ass back into him.
“Will you forgive me?” He whispers again as he pushes back into me.
“You can’t do that. You can’t take control like that. I don’t like it. I expect to be your equal and I’m not just a helpless woman.”
“I just want to protect you.” His voice is sincere.
Turning to face him, I look up into his eyes.
“I get that Baratta but I’m not an innocent angel. You have no idea what I am capable of.” I whisper back before laying my head on his shoulder wondering what he would think of me if I ever told him the truth of what I had done. What my brother and the MC covered up to protect me.
“I know we don’t know everything about each other completely, yet. But I’ve seen the fire in your eyes. It’s the same fire I’ve seen in your brother’s eyes.” He lifts my head until I’m looking back at him.
I feel as though I could tell him anything and it would still all be okay. The weird part though that I’m still not sure he would be okay with is the fact I don’t feel the least bit guilty about what I did. I even catch myself smiling when I think about it. Just like my brother did earlier today.
I’m brought back to the moment from my thoughts when I feel Baratta’s hands slowly moving over the curve of my ass cheeks. Lifting me up, I wrap my legs around his waist putting my core directly against his cock. I can’t stop the sigh that escapes my lips at the heat radiating off of him.
He lifts me up and down gliding himself between my already wet pussy coating himself with my essence.
“Oh, God, that feels so good. Do you feel what you do to me, woman?” His voice sounding strained as he continues to torture us both.
He lifts me up a little higher to line himself up with my entrance. He grabs my right nipple with his mouth, biting down slightly as he eases me slowly down onto his hardness filling me up.
He sets a hard pace hitting my clit with his pelvic bone every time he slams into me, never letting go of my nipple with his mouth, only sucking on it harder in a throbbing rhythm that can be felt deep within my core.
I’m so close to the edge and ready to let go but feeling as if I need just a little bit more.
“Come for me Fi, come for me now!” He grits out after letting my nipple go with a pop. One more hard slam into my pussy sends me over the edge as I scream from the pleasure that I am learning only he can give to me.