Page 26 of A Wife’s Duty

L ucia laughed, and she giggled.

“Stop. Stop. Stop.”

Boone’s laughter echoed around the room and Lucia couldn’t stop giggling.

“You’re not playing fair.” She tried to wriggle out of his arms, but there was no use. He was in control, and he held her down. They were playing, and it felt so good to let loose. Betty was still in her bed, fast asleep.

Lucia didn’t even know what had happened for them to start playing like this.

Boone was so adorable, and she saw a weakness as he lifted up.

Taking the opportunity that struck her, she pushed him back and he fell to the bed.

There was no way she beat him, he was the one who let her win, as she moved to straddle his waist. She cupped his face, then leaned in and kissed him.

This felt ... strange. It felt so good to be in charge, being able to touch him freely. He put his hands on her thighs, then stroked up her body until he cupped her tits. She let out a moan, whimpering. He pinched her nipples, and she moaned.

Between her thighs, she felt the hard ridge of his cock. Another moan escaped her, and she wanted to feel him inside her. Lifting up, she didn’t know how she suddenly felt this bold, but she reached for his cock. Being with Boone made her feel so alive and free.

“That’s it, Beautiful,” he said.

Lining the tip of his cock to her entrance, she started to lower herself, and Boone had a grip on her hips, guiding her. She stared at him and was completely captured by his brown eyes. All she wanted to do was sink into them.

She loved this man, and she had this overwhelming feeling of never wanting to live in the world without him.

His grip tightened on her hips and he guided her down onto his length. She sunk her teeth into her lip.

“No, let me hear the sounds,” he said.

She let go of her lip and moaned. She didn’t want him to stop as he continued to thrust up to meet her.

Holding onto his shoulders, she slid down, fucking onto his length, taking more of him.

Boone groaned. His hands worked over her ass, then around to her hips.

When he reached between her thighs and began to stroke her clit, Lucia cried out.

“Does that feel good?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Then I want you to come all over my cock, Lucia. Come all over my dick, let me feel it.”

She felt that peak and was already climbing toward it. There was no holding back, not that she wanted to. She couldn’t stop herself. The pleasure built until she went right over the edge.

Boone held her as she came in his arms, but he didn’t stop.

Within seconds, he had her on her back, and he thrust hard and deep inside her, filling her over and over.

She looked up, even with the aftershocks of pleasure rushing through her, she watched as he came apart.

She felt the kick of his cock as he pulsed within her.

Boone collapsed against her, his face pressing against her neck, and seconds later they heard Betty whimpering.

Lucia laughed. “I’ll go.”

“I can do it.”

“No, no, I’ll go and let her outside.”

Boone kissed her lips. “I’ll carry her downstairs.”

Who was this man? He had filled the whole Bonaldi family with fear, and yet he would take the time to carry a dog downstairs.

She quickly pulled on a robe, as Boone pulled on a pair of sweatpants. They walked downstairs, and she rushed toward the door. Betty trotted out, and Boone stepped out into the cold morning. He wrapped his arms around her.

“Go and get a shirt on,” Lucia said, with a chuckle.

As Boone left, Frank stepped out into the yard. He had two mugs of coffee and handed one to her.

“Good morning,” he said.

He looked terrible.

“Didn’t you sleep well?”

“Fuck, no. I never sleep well unless I’m in my own bed.”

“You could go home,” Lucia suggested.

Boone had the house locked up so tight, it was impossible for anyone to penetrate it without him knowing.

“Not yet. I’ll wait until Boone tells me to.”

“How is Amy?”

“She’s good. She sends her love and would one day love to meet you,” Frank said.

This startled her for a second. “Really?”

“Yeah, why?”

Lucia shook her head and then offered him a smile. “I’m just not used to people wanting to meet me. It’s kind of strange.”

Frank chuckled. “That’s the kind of shit Valdez will do to you, huh?”

She didn’t say anything but blew across her coffee, then looked out where Betty was sniffing. She had already used the garden as a toilet. She had gone far enough away that there was no stink.

Boone returned, wearing a pair of pants and a dress shirt. He looked ready for a day at the office. Glancing toward Frank, who looked like crap, and her husband who appeared so put-together, she felt bad.

“Boone, don’t you think Frank should go and be with Amy for a bit?” Lucia asked.

“Huh?” Boone asked.

“Well, you’ve already said you’ll be staying with me, so it makes sense for Frank to go home and spend some time with the wife and kids before he returns.”

Frank glared at her and she smiled.

“Yeah, you could have gone home last night,” Boone said.

“Don’t you think we should talk about ... you know ... the threat?”

Lucia looked from Boone to Frank. She could only imagine this had to do with her father and Bonaldi.

“There is no threat, and right now it is all taken care of. You can go and be with your family. I want you back in three days,” Boone said.

Three days. Was that all the time she had with Boone, and then he was going to finally take care of business? She felt her stomach twist and knot up. Three days, and once Bonaldi and her father were gone for good, what did that mean for the two of them?

She hated the questions that fired through her brain, making it hard for her to focus or do anything.

Frank finished his coffee. “See you guys in three days.”

He left, and Lucia suddenly wished she had kept her mouth shut. This was not what she wanted. Crap. Three days was all she had left with her husband?

Betty came over and sat down at her feet.

“I think someone wants feeding,” Boone said.

She offered a smile.

Three days. That was all that kept ringing in her head. Three days. Three fucking days. Not that she cussed all that much, but three days didn’t seem like a long enough time to get over someone.

They walked back inside, and Boone went to the dog food and started to serve Betty. Lucia went to the fridge and looked inside.

“French toast?” she asked. She had been working on that recipe back at Boone’s apartment.

“Yeah, so long as the eggs are good and the bread isn’t moldy. Today, we’re going to head to the supermarket. Get you stocked up on the groceries you’re going to need. I can’t rely on Frank.”

“And his return in three days,” Lucia said.

“Yeah. Last night he trashed a lot of food by forgetting it.” Boone chuckled. “Also, I have arranged for Betty to go to the vet.”

“The vet? Why?”

“I don’t know if you noticed, but her stomach is somewhat swollen.”

“It is?”

“Yeah, and I have a feeling she might be pregnant.”

Lucia gasped. “Betty might be having puppies?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, wow, talk about going in deep. Puppies. Are you sure?” Lucia looked down at Betty who had finished her food. She had already gone and found a spot in the sun, and now that she looked at her, her stomach did seem a little swollen.

“Yeah, I’m sure. I figured get the vet to check her over, find out what we can do. Make sure that piece of shit didn’t hurt her.”

Lucia hated that. That man had kicked her more than once.

“You don’t think he’s ... hurt her?”

“I don’t know. But we will find out.”

Lucia got the egg mixture ready for the French toast. The hot plate was already heated, and she added some butter.

She made sure not to get it too hot. The first pieces she had ever done of French toast, Frank had been polite about, but after one bite, he tossed it into the trash.

It hadn’t been cooked properly, and she had somehow flooded the bread with egg.

On the outside there had been a lot of burnt edges, and the inside was still wet with uncooked egg.

She hadn’t stopped learning, though. Eventually, after several loaves of bread and multiple cartons of eggs, she got it just right. This was a breakfast she could cook.

But it didn’t stop her from thinking about three days.

“What is going to happen in three days?” Lucia asked. The moment she blurted out the question, she wished she could take it back.

“I’ve got to take care of some business,” Boone said.

“And you’ll be back after three days?”

“It will take me a little longer to get back, but once I’m done, I’ll be back.”

Would he divorce her when he was done? If her father and Bonaldi were gone, that meant their marriage was no longer needed.

He could divorce her. She had no idea what his intention was, but she did feel like a coward, because right then she didn’t want to find out.

She would rather stay in her bubble of illusion which seemed to be the safest option for her.

It was the only option she had.

****

T hey went to the supermarket and stocked up on groceries. Lucia was incorrigible as she went down the pet aisle, and any toy Betty didn’t have, she made sure she bought. There was no way he could say no to her.

She had been a little distant since she found out in three days he was leaving. Frank would return, and then Boone had business to tend to. Three days would be enough time for Leandro to weaken as well. The man was not making it out of the apartment.

So far, Valdez hadn’t even sent out a search party to hunt for his youngest child, but he had also been dragged into the local police station for questioning. It would seem Valdez’s past had come back to haunt him as the body of the serving girl Lucia had told him about, had been uncovered.