25. Vito

25

VITO

I looked down at Zeke. His hands were pressed against my thighs, pushing on me as I used a hand on the back of his head to pull him further onto my dick.

His mouth was stretched. His eyes watered, and he stared at me, defiant. He was fucking perfect. He wanted this. His cock was hard as steel while he pretended to fight. He was also leaning back into my hand. I didn’t want a man who surrendered easily. That was the whole reason I’d wanted a game, a challenge, but he was challenging me in more ways than I expected.

Because as good as it felt to feel his hot, tight throat wrapped around my cock, to watch his eyes widen as I thrust into him, to hear him gasp and choke as I pushed forward until his face was pressed against me, the feelings he stirred in me went way beyond the need to fill him with every drop of my load. He was challenging things I believed about myself, about my place in my family, about every fucking thing I had planned for my life.

I had never intended to get involved with him emotionally, but I was realizing now that saying he was mine didn’t mean mine as a plaything. It meant that he was bound to me and that implied that I was bound to him. Is this what falling for Liam had been like for Val? No wonder he would do anything to protect Liam.

I finally let him go. He sat back, gasping for air and wiping tears from his eyes. “You’re doing so good. I’m so proud of you. I’m going to train you up so well.”

“Fucking bastard.”

“Is that what you say to Coach Martin?”

He smiled. “Only behind his back.”

“I don’t care what you say to me, it won’t make me stop.”

“Don’t I fucking know it.”

“Get back here and open your mouth.”

When he did, looking as eager as I was, I thrust into him and kept going, fucking his mouth roughly. He clung to my thighs and took it as my phone started to buzz in my pocket.

When I reached for it, Zeke pulled back. I fisted my hand in his hair and shook my head.

His eyes widened as I tapped on my phone and pulled it to my ear. “What’s up, Val?”

Zeke’s eyes pleaded with me, and he shoved at my thighs, trying his best to pull away when he realized I was talking to my brother.

I shook my head and mouthed “keep going.”

He hesitated for a moment, then he took me back down. He looked up and fucking smiled. He understood just how good something filthy could be.

“You sound out of breath,” Val said. “What are you up to?”

“Don’t you wish you knew.”

“Seriously, Vito, you know you’re supposed to be at Pops’ house in thirty minutes.”

“I’ll be there.”

“Please tell me you’re not fucking Zeke right now.”

“Okay, I’m not fucking him right now.” Zeke sputtered around me, and I shook my head, pulling him further onto my cock.

“Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Vito.”

“As if you aren’t obsessed with Liam. I’m surprised you’re not busy with him right now.”

“Liam is getting ready for our meeting.”

“So you are bringing him?”

My brother snorted.

“I take it he didn’t give you a choice.”

“I always have choices about what I do.”

“Not when it comes to Liam, you don’t.”

I heard Val expel a long breath. “Fine. He wants to be part of this, and he wants to meet Zeke.”

“He should be there.”

“Lucien will be there. Devil and Angelo, too.”

“Oh boy, a whole family reunion.”

“Vito, you’ve got to take this seriously.”

“You think I’m not?” Zeke gagged, and I realized I’d thrust too hard. I mouthed “sorry,” and he rolled his eyes. I gave his cheek a gentle slap and thrust in again.

He swallowed me down, giving me a challenging look, so I pulled him all the way onto me, smashing his face against me and continuing to talk to my brother as if nothing was going on. Zeke struggled against me, desperate for air.

Val was going on about plans for the day, and I pressed the mute button and finally let him go. He coughed and wheezed, looking at me obviously needing to know if Val realized what was going on.

“It’s muted.” Once Zeke had recovered, I unmuted the phone and said, “Look, we’ll figure it out when we get there.”

“Vito, I know you don’t like to make plans, but I want us to be together on this. There’s no telling what kind of curveball that he might throw at us.”

“As long as you’re as interested in protecting Zeke as I am and as determined Benito won’t live a minute longer than he has to for us to get information out of him. If that’s the case, I’ll go along with you like I always have.”

“This isn’t about me. This is your mission.”

“No, Pops is in the lead, that’s how it’s always going to be.”

“Give him a chance, Vito.”

“I’ll see you in a little while.”

“Don’t be late.” I hung up without saying another word, reached out a hand to Zeke, and pulled him to his feet.

“I was really looking forward to you swallowing every drop of my load, but we’re going to have to delay that.”

“We have to leave now?”

I shook my head. “First, I have to get us both off.”

He shoved his pants down, and I took both our cocks in my hand.

“Jesus, Vito. Feels so good.”

I rubbed my thumb over his slit, capturing the precum, then smearing it down his shaft.

He swayed on his feet, and I turned us so he could rest against the wall. “Lean back and wrap your legs around my waist.”

“Are you sure that will work?”

“I can hold you up. Don’t you doubt it.”

He smiled as he wrapped a leg around my hip. I gripped his other thigh, lifted him and pressed him into the wall as I worked us up and down, stroking over our tips, and pressing my thumb into his slit, making him gasp.

“Vito, I’m so fucking close. I think I would’ve come in my pants if you’d come in my mouth. I want to swallow your cum so bad.”

“You will, baby, very soon. You can suck me off every day if that’s what you want.”

“Vito, is this really going to last?”

I laid lay of finger on his lips. “We’re not talking about that now. Just feel. Don’t think too much.”

He had to know this was more than a good—awesome, best ever—fuck, but this wasn’t the time to talk about it. This was the time to get off, then get our heads clear and go meet my family.

It was going to be a hell of a day. And we needed to hurry because my father hated waiting and Zeke couldn’t miss practice.

I wasn’t going to let anything put his career in jeopardy, not Benito, not my family’s need for revenge, not even my need to protect him. We would eliminate this problem, and he would have the best hockey season ever. That’s what he needed, and that’s what I was going to give him.

He worked his hips, pushing his cock into the circle of my hand. “God you’re beautiful like this, wrapped around me, so ready to come, so desperate, lips red and swollen from sucking my cock.”

“Oh God, I’m about to meet your family.”

I just smiled. “We’ll fix you up, and it doesn’t matter anyway.”

“It does. I can’t meet your father looking like?—”

When I started moving my hand faster, he sucked in his breath. “Stop talking.”

I kept stroking our cocks, gripping us so tight it hurt but also felt fucking amazing.

“Vito. Please. Oh fuck.” Cum shot from Zeke’s cock, and seconds later I joined him. I kept working us until we were both utterly drained. I helped Zeke ease his legs down from my waist, then I leaned into the wall, pressing my body against the length of his.

I stayed there enjoying the feel of him for much longer than I meant to. His hands were pressed against my back, and he held me close. I felt so connected to him, like I was truly meant to be right here. I was not going to lose this man. I would do whatever it took to make him truly mine.

“You’re fucking amazing,” he said as he tipped his head back. I kissed the side of his neck and ran my tongue along the length of his throat.

“Vito, I….” He looked away as his words trailed off.

“I know,” I said. “Me too.”

“How do you…?”

“Just trust me.”

He nodded. “Okay.”

Something melted in my chest then. Warmth spread through me, comforting, gentle, and just as heavenly as the fiery heat of watching him come. But I had to push those thoughts away for now. “We’ve got to get ready. We’re already running late.”

“Great, your family is going to be pissed off, and I haven’t even met them yet.”

“They’re going to love you. Angelo, Devil, and my dad are already fans.”

“Oh God,” he covered his face with his hands and let his head fall back against the wall again. “I don’t know if I can do this, Vito.”

“You can. You can do anything. Come on. Let’s get you dressed.”

We showered as quickly as we could, stepping into the water together, but focusing on washing, no matter how much we wanted to let ourselves get distracted.

Zeke dressed in a charcoal gray suit. I wore the suit I’d worn the day before and borrowed a shirt from him. It wasn’t a perfect fit, but it would do.

I was going to have to bring some clothes over to his place or else move him to mine. We’d get that figured out after we made the takedown tonight.

He looked in the mirror to straighten his tie, then he turned to me. “How do I look?”

I smiled. “You look exquisite, beautifully dressed and intimidating. You’ll fit in perfectly with my family.”

“I don’t intimidate you.”

“No, baby, but you mesmerize me.”

“Fuck, Vito.”

“I wish I could strip you out of that suit right now, but that’s going to have to wait.”