Chapter Eleven

I watch as Emelia walks away, the men with me staring at her as well.

She's done well tonight, gliding across the room and charming everyone she came into contact with. I'm glad I brought her with me. She knows how to work in this world.

With every person telling me how stunning she looked, what a cute couple we were, and how lucky I was, I took even more notice of her. She's more than just my little sister's friend now, that's for sure.

"Okay, Luca, you have our full attention. Speak to us now," Carlos, the big guy says, lighting his cigar.

I look around the room. "We have been through most of this before. You have a good product. We've tested it out and I know we have the market for it. I just need you to trust me and know that we are the best family to take this product into the States." I keep my cigar in my hand, not wanting to get too comfortable in case the conversation turns ugly.

"That's all great, Luca. Of course we want our product in your area. But we also want to know you"re serious about this partnership before we move forward. This is our livelihood, and no doubt yours too, so it must be done right," Raul pipes up. I have a feeling he's trying to help me get my point across.

"I'm serious as a heart attack. I have my guys ready to get this off the ground and my family on board to keep things running smoothly. We have the space, the network, and–more importantly–the muscle to get the product distributed without any pesky issues."

We discussed all of this at our first meeting, but I need them to know that this is a big deal for us and that I'm not playing around.

Carlos takes a puff of his cigar and replies slowly, "We"ve got connections, too, Luca. Big players who want a slice of the pie. We are happy with your proposal, and your family's reputation. But we need to know you won"t disappear when the heat gets turned up. Like you did just a little while ago. I come back to the hotel and–poof–no more Luca. We don't know where you were or when you were coming back. If you are coming back, even."

"I know, Carlos, and that was an oversight on my part, but it was an unexpected issue that came up and I had to go home for my family. But I can assure you, heat doesn"t scare me, my friend. I"ve weathered storms you can"t even imagine. And I have strong and loyal people around me. But if we"re going to dance, I need to know I won"t be dancing alone."

I cough from the heavy smell of cigars in the room. "Risk, reward—two sides of the same coin. But let"s be crystal clear. If we"re in this together, there"s no room for mistakes." That's a standard I hold my own guys to, and it's no different with partners. Even the big guys.

"We get it, Luca. Trust goes both ways," Carlos says, I look around the room at each of the men and they're all agreeing with their boss.

"We"re not amateurs, Luca. We know the stakes." Raul almost sounds offended.

"Good. Then we understand each other. The road ahead is gonna be rough, but if we play our cards right, we all come out on top. Agreed?" I hold my hand out to Carlos first.

"Agreed." Carlos takes my hand and shakes it. I hold it out to Raul next.

"Agreed." He says, shaking my hand, nodding in agreement. I know I don't need to go around and shake all of the other guys' hands because they're all nodding in agreement too.

I light up my own cigar, happy with this pretty easy fix for what I thought was going to be a much bigger problem. I say a silent thanks to Emelia for coming with me and melting these men slightly with her stunning body and striking charm.

Now I just need to make sure things stay steady and that nothing goes wrong with this deal. "Welcome to the game, amigos. Now, let"s make some damn history. And money!" I pick up a shot and they all cheers me.

We do a few celebratory tequila shots and finish our cigars. It's only about an hour—and quite a few more tequila shots—before Carlos gets up and says goodnight.

I use that as my opportunity to go to bed too. I feel a bit drunk and I don't want to do anything stupid in the presence of these men. It's also about an hour after Emelia went to bed, so I try to enter the room quietly, but my tipsiness makes it hard.

I'm feeling high on the success of tonight. Not only the conversation, but also the party and Emelia's ability to win over even the grumpiest of the partners.

I'm going home with this huge deal in the bag, and I will definitely be shoving it right in Enzo's face. I don't even really need him to help with it, since my guys are more than prepared to handle the whole load.

This is my time to show my big brother that I have learned all I can, and to convince him that it's time to release the reins a little.

I look for Emelia in the bed, but she's not there. The whole room seems empty, and for a minute I panic. I do see her bag on the bed, so my mind says she must be close by. Then my eyes fall on her dress lying on the floor in front of me.

The thought of her in that dress—and then out of that dress—makes my cock throb with excitement. Then I think of all of those men downstairs wishing they were coming back to this room to enjoy Emelia, but it's me that gets to.

I hear a soft splashing in the bathroom and walk towards the door, seeing Emelia immersed in bubbles, her back to me.

I tear my clothes off in as few movements as I can manage and walk up to the tub. She still hasn't heard me come up behind her. I stroke her light brown hair and she looks up at me, her face soft and almost sleepy. I jump in the tub with her. She doesn't fight me, just opens her legs for me to sit in between them with my back at the opposite end of the tub, so I can face her.

I'm feeling excited and I need a release. There's no time for gentleness tonight. I crave her body, but I want her to surrender to me.

I had never thought of Emelia in a sexual manner before the night in the lookout house, but since then, I've been awestruck at the chemistry hanging in the air between us.

After tonight's victory, all I want is to feel that chemistry and enjoy the euphoria that I know she can give me.

I lean in and kiss her quickly, sticking my fingers inside of her at the same time, surprising her, but she moves her hips to let me in deeper.

I rub her clit as she breathes heavily into my mouth. Her body feels almost familiar to me now, possibly because I've replayed our night in the lookout house over and over in my mind.

The tub is too small to maneuver myself into her, so I step out and pick her up, placing her on top of the counter. Her legs wrap tightly around my waist.

I don"t waste any time, I push my dick into her tight cunt, going fast and hard and deep. She lets out a yelp but allows me to have my way with her, I can tell it's all going faster than she expected.

When the position feels stale for my slightly drunk state, I pick her up again, tossing her onto the bed and turning her onto her stomach, placing a pillow under her pussy to prop her hips up at an angle.

I enter her from behind, she cries out in shock but bucks her hips back to accept even more of me. I slam into her hard, over and over.

The bed works for a while, until the squeaking of our back-and-forth movement starts to annoy me. I pull Emelia up onto her feet and guide her to the balcony. The gardens are dark below us, and there is no light on in our room behind us, so there's little risk of offending Carlos or his family.

Still, I whisper to Emelia to keep quiet while we're out here. She nods, ready to obey me, which only makes me more desperate to claim her body again and again.

Leaning her over the balcony rail, I grab her breasts as I enter her again, my own body leaning slightly over her smooth back. She's standing on her tiptoes just to angle her body so that I can enter her easily. I can tell she's trying hard to keep quiet, and I hear her breath quicken, telling me she's about to cum.

But I'm not done playing with her yet.

I pull out of her, and she whimpers. This time, when I walk back into the room, she follows me obediently. I stand at the foot of the bed and pull her towards me, bringing her face close so I can bite her lip.

I place my hand on her head, and she understands, going down until she's on her knees in front of me. She takes my cock in her mouth, and I moan, the warm, wet feeling sending a shiver of pleasure up my spine.

She sucks slow and soft, until I push her head slightly, and she speeds up, twirling her tongue around the tip of my dick, her lips still around the rest of it. I moan again and she moves her head in, pushing my cock deep into her throat.

I fuck her mouth deep, thrusting repeatedly until I"m on the verge of cumming. Her green eyes watering more with each pump.

But I"m still not done playing with her. When I"m through with annihilating her mouth, I flip her back over until she's on all fours on the bed. Her pussy and asshole staring right at me.

I admire the sight, and then rub my rock-hard dick between her ass cheeks, teasing her asshole with the tip of my dick. Applying just enough pressure to break her open. This gets me the loudest moan yet. I know she wants me, everywhere.

But I"m not going to give her everything she wants, not yet anyway. My cock finds its way to her ready and wet cunt and I fuck into her so hard that she lets out a scream. I don"t stop until my body is shaking with pleasure and my cum is exploding into her.

Now that I've gotten my release I know how not to be selfish. I take her hand and lead her to the shower, turning on the water while I fondle her breasts and suck hard at each nipple. Then I tease her clit, massaging my thumb over her bundle of nerves.

When the water is warm enough, I step into the shower, pulling her with me, grabbing her throat and kissing her, then slipping my fingers inside her pussy. She lifts a leg up and hooks it over my hip and I drive three of my fingers deep inside her, stopping only when I feel her body shaking against mine, and feel the warm liquid come out of her.

Once we're both satisfied, the shower feels comforting, and we take turns washing the sweat off our bodies.

We get out of the shower together, wrapping ourselves in towels, and making our way to the bed. Tired, drunk, and now completely spent, I fall asleep with Emelia lying on my chest.