Chapter Fourteen

~ Vittorio ~

The moment I opened my eyes I knew I was in trouble. Memories of the previous evening flooded my brain, overflowing it with images of the most perfect night of my life, and the one that would probably get me killed.

Couldn't really say I regretted it.

I swallowed tightly and then lifted my head to stare down at the man resting on my chest. Asleep, Tony looked like the most innocent man in the world. I knew that was false.

He was dangerous, smart, and had hidden depths I wasn't sure I would ever understand. He certainly wasn't what I expected from a man born and raised on the streets of New York City.

The biggest factor here was that he was my boss. I had crossed a line last night that could never be uncrossed.

"Go back to sleep," Tony murmured without opening his eyes. "You're making my head hurt with all that thinking this early in the morning."

I chuckled lightly. "Yes, Boss."

Tony's snort was cute.

I kept my arms around him as I laid my head back against the pillow and stared up at the ceiling. Going back to sleep wasn't an option. The thoughts swirling in my head would never allow it.

I tried to place what happened between us last night to one side and concentrate on what I knew about who was trying to kill him, but they hovered at the edges of my mind, taunting me.

Tony huffed and lifted his head. "Are you going to be like this every time we have sex?"

Every time?

I was afraid to ask him what he meant.

I was also afraid not to ask him.

"Every time?"

"Well, I had a pretty good time last night and I'm thinking you did, too. I wouldn't mind doing it again. Would you?"

Way to put me on the spot.

"No," I replied honestly, "but you know this isn't a good idea."

There was that snort again.

"It's an epically stupid idea," Tony stated matter-of-factly. "Doesn't mean I don't want to do it again."

Oh.

"You know this will put a bigger target on your back, right?"

He had to be aware of the dangers.

Tony sighed as he dropped his head back down on my chest. "Yeah, I know, but like I said earlier, I'm not going to hide a part of myself just because some old geezers can't handle the fact that I like dick. It's none of their damn business."

Eloquently put.

"Don't worry," Tony continued. "No one has to know you fucked me. I won't tell anyone." He pushed himself out of my arms, rolled, and scooted to the side of the bed. "If I can get used to being a mafia boss, I can get used to being someone's dirty little secret."

I grabbed Tony's arm before he could climb out of bed and yanked him back down to me. I cupped the side of his face with my hand and raised it until our eyes met.

"You will never be a dirty little secret." I wouldn't do that to him. I respected him too much and not just because he was my boss. "I'm just worried about your safety."

All of the tension seemed to fade from Tony's body as he slumped against me. "So, what do you suggest then?"

"Let's talk to Luca. He's had to navigate this world. He'd probably have some suggestions." It was the only thing I could think of. I had no knowledge of how to navigate in this world for an out and proud gay man. I'd never lived outside of the closet.

Tony pushed himself up until he was sitting next to me. His face was grim, his eyes looked dim with sadness, and the corners of his mouth turned down.

It was not a look I wanted to see on his face.

"Look," Tony began, "we barely know each other and one night of admittedly really great sex is not a sound foundation for anything except a one night stand. I swear I won't hold it against you if you want things to end here."

"Dumping me already?"

Tony's eyebrows shot up to his hairline. "Dumping you?"

"Isn't that what you're doing?" I asked. "Not less than a minute ago you were talking about us starting something together and now you want to end it. Doesn't that mean you're dumping me?"

"No, I—" Tony's eyes flashed with something unidentifiable for a moment before he lowered them. "I just didn't want to put you into a tight spot. I know you've been hiding this side of yourself all of your life. I don't want to put you in a position where you could grow to hate me."

I didn't think that would ever happen.

"I've always known that sooner or later my secret would come out, Tony. It was just a matter of when." I cupped the side of Tony's face again, pulling him down closer to me. "And I don't think I could ever hate you."

I leaned up, pressing our lips together. Kissing Tony was an experience in itself. It wasn't just a kiss. It was an intimate gesture that took me to a different plain of existence.

My heart pounded a little faster as I slid my tongue between his lips and then pressed in to explore. Tony groaned and moved into the kiss, parting his lips even more. The feathery light touch of his tongue against mine hardened my cock to a steel rod.

I wrapped one arm around his waist and pulled him up against me. I grabbed the nap of his neck with the other, tilting his head to give me better access.

I moved my mouth over Tony's, devouring its softness. The kiss was urgent and exploratory, like the soldering heat that joins metals.

The kiss sent the pit of my stomach into a wild swirl.

By the time I lifted my head, we were both out of breath and panting heavily. I had heard about kisses that made people's toes curl, but I had always been skeptical...until now.

"You keep kissing me like that and I'll dance out of the closet covered in a rainbow colored flag."

Tony snickered. "I don't think you need to be that daring."

"I'd do it if that's what you wanted."

I had no idea where all of this bravado was coming from. I only knew that the way I felt when Tony looked at me with his honey-colored eyes made me feel ten feet tall and bullet proof.

I didn't want to give that up.

"Like I said, I don't think you need to do that. In fact, I don't think we need to do anything. We are under no obligation to inform the world that we're lovers."

My brow wrinkled as I frowned, the beginning of a knot forming in my stomach. "Does that mean you want to keep us a secret?" Hadn't we already decided that wasn't a good idea?

"No, I think we should just do what feels right for us. Eventually, everyone will get the picture."

My mouth parted in surprise and I just stared at Tony.

"We just continue going on about our business the way we want to and ignore everyone else. They'll eventually get the clue and if they don't like it, they don't have to be involved."

I let out a little chuckle. "So, you're saying—"

"What I am saying is that anything that happens between the two of us is between the two of us. It's nobody's business but ours. We are under no obligation to inform anyone that we've become involved. We should just let nature take its course and eventually, they will get it."

I wasn't sure it was that easy, but I liked what Tony was saying.

"Okay." I gave him a quick peck on the lips. "Consider me out of the closet then because I want to go along for this ride with you."

That was about as close to a commitment I could do right now. This thing between us was brand new. We still needed time to discover if we meshed as well out of bed as we did in it before we moved to the next stage in our relationship.

Tony's smirk made me nervous.

"I think going on a ride is an excellent idea," he said before yanking down the covers and swinging his leg over mine.

I groaned when his body settled over me, our groins pressed tightly together. If this feeling was what I could get by coming out of the closet, I was ready to jump feet first.

"We're out of condoms," Tony whispered against my lips. "This going to have to be down and dirty."

I had no idea what that meant.

A slight pressure skimmed all the way down my back, cupping my right butt cheek. Callused fingers molded into my skin, trailing over my backside, and then over my left hip.

I shuddered with need.

Spreading my legs further apart, I arched my back, pressing my ass into Tony's hand. He consumed me with one kiss that seemed to go on forever.

I didn't want it to stop,

Tony moved against my skin, sharing in my pleasure. His hands were everywhere, touching me, exploring me, and bringing me to life. I closed my eyes as Tony's fingers slid over my body, caressing me with feathery light touches.

I'd never felt such need and want in my life.

I gasped as Tony's hands continued to brush over my skin. My cock was as hard as granite, straining as Tony's hands explored my aching body.

"Touch me, please," Tony begged in a low voice. Tony's lips pressed into my shoulder as he grabbed my hands, placing them on his hips. There was a burning lust in his eyes that left me speechless.

With a shaky hand, I reached out and brushed my fingers along Tony's hard shaft, the man hissing at the contact.

Tony bent his head, his tongue demanding against my lips. It was a demand that speared through me as Tony gripped my hips and brought us closer.

Releasing Tony's cock, I slid my hands over Tony's biceps, pulling the man closer, biting at Tony's lower lip.

I wanted to be buried inside Tony's tight heat. I wanted Tony to lose himself to the sensations rushing through us both, to come apart under my hands, but now wasn't the time—maybe.

A little brown nipple drew me and I lightly ran my fingertips over the pebbled nub.

Tony caught his breath.

I did it again more firmly, causing Tony to moan and swivel his hips, pressing against my trapped cock. I couldn't stop my own moan when Tony fell forward and began to devour my mouth with urgent heat.

Tony pressed me into the mattress, his thigh insinuating itself between mine. When Tony lifted my hips, I could feel my sac pressing hard against that muscled thigh. My entire body felt like one exposed nerve, sensitive and receptive to Tony's touch.

When Tony lifted his head, he looked at me with blistering heat in his eyes. It was a look that sent shivers all through my body.

Looking into the man's face, I only saw amazement and then bliss as Tony's hand wrapped around our cocks. Gasping with need, I pulled Tony back down for another kiss, a hand cupped to the back of his head

I reached around Tony's body and pressed my fingers between Tony's ass cheeks, my fingertips massaging the puckered entrance before I pressed a single digit slowly into Tony's gripping heat.

The air whooshed out of Tony's lungs, a soft keening followed, words spilling almost incoherently out of the man's mouth. "Oh, Vito… your touch…I need you deeper…don't stop—don't…"

My gaze devoured Tony. The arch of his back, the ecstasy on his face, the sweat dripping off of his ink black hair, the curve of his neck, all of it, all of it was the most spectacular sight I'd ever seen in my life.

And when I actually pressed against the bump inside Tony, the man went wild, his hips thrusting, a keening cry leaving his lips as his entrance clamped down on my finger and Tony thrust erratically against me.

I watched the beauty of Tony coming apart before my testicles drew up and my own thrusts became sharper, my hips snapping until I came too.

Tony collapsed onto me, loose and tension-free. I stroked my hands lightly down his sweaty back, more content than I had ever been in my life.

I didn't want to give this feeling up.