Page 33 of A Wife’s Duty

All those years ago, Boone had kept a level head. It was all down to choices. The ones they made and of course the ones they didn’t make.

Glancing at Lucia, he had every intention of leaving Valdez and Bonaldi well enough alone.

Then, two things happened: one, the attack on Howard and Nancy, which made him wake up and pay attention to what Bonaldi’s greed had done.

He tried to ignore it, tried to move on, tried to make out in his own head that this was not his problem, and it really wasn’t. His father had died long ago.

Then, he caught the video of Lucia being hit, and that had triggered something within him.

He knew the men in the Bonaldi family were cruel. Their wives were often sporting bruises or some sign of a beating. It was how they kept their women in line. They loved the lifestyle, and he knew some of the women had even accepted it.

Lucia had been different from the start. She tried to avoid the hits, and it had also been unprovoked.

That was when he couldn’t turn back. He’d been on the verge of quitting, leaving everything behind, not giving a shit about anyone or anything. Lucia’s situation had changed it all. And now, it was time to end it.

She rolled over and sat up. “You’re leaving?”

“Yes.”

“What about my ink?” Lucia asked. “You’re supposed to be taking me back to Cameron.”

“Frank is going to be here in the morning. He already knows the drill and he knows Cameron.”

“Boone ... please.”

He cupped her face. “I’ll be back in no time.”

He went to leave but she captured his hand. “Stay until the morning, for me, please.”

Damn it. He wanted to get this done. Enzo Junior and Bruno were waiting, along with a few other tasks. He looked at Lucia and knew he should say no.

“Son, if there is one thing I would ever ask for, it would be to be with your mother for another minute. Don’t ever allow yourself to be pulled away from having those couple of extra minutes. They matter. Those minutes are important. Nothing else.”

Boone was already dressed and pulled his shirt from his body.

Lucia surprised him by sinking onto the floor at his feet.

He didn’t push her away or tell her to stop.

Instead, he watched as she eased the button of his pants open, and then lowered the zipper down over his dick. At the moment, he wasn’t hard.

He’d been about to leave, to start a lot of killing, and to right a wrong. Now, as Lucia stared at him intently, he pushed that shit out of his mind and focused on the woman currently at his feet. She looked so fucking beautiful.

Reaching out, he stroked her cheek, not wanting to leave her. Her green eyes stared up at him, and he was pretty sure he knew his wife was already in love with him. He loved her too, but he wasn’t going to tell her or force her to admit the truth to him.

He stepped out of the pants, kicking off his sneakers as he did so. Lucia gripped the edge of his boxers and began to lower them down his body. Within seconds, they were gone, and he was naked while Lucia wore one of his favorite silk negligees.

The curve of her tit was exposed, and he loved the way it pushed her tits together, showing off the inviting valley of her breasts. He couldn’t resist reaching down and stroking the curve. Lucia surprised him by wrapping her fingers around his length.

She looked up at him, at the same time he stared down at her. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said.

That was fucking sexy. His wife had been a virgin, and he’d been enjoying Lucia’s pussy for some time now. He’d not allowed her to suck his cock.

“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he said.

“I do want to,” she said.

She licked her lips, and it was the single most tantalizing sight he had ever seen.

Boone moved and sat down on the edge of the bed. He was going to need the support of the bed for this. There was no way he was going to be able to handle her untutored learning without sitting down.

“Touch me, Lucia, and then let everything else happen. Just enjoy it. Don’t use your teeth. Don’t bite down too hard, but let me feel it.”

She nodded and her gaze was on him. He was pretty sure she was trying to figure him out as if he were a puzzle, and she just needed to fit a piece of it.

She put her hands on him, and for a short second, he closed his eyes and just enjoyed her touch.

Her hands were a little cold, but it didn’t take them long to warm up.

One of her hands was on his cock, the other, his thigh.

Her short hair fell around her face, and he couldn’t help but reach out, run his fingers through her hair, and then curl them around his fist.

She let out a little moan. Then, she slid the tip of her tongue right across the top of his cock, over the tiny slit of an opening.

He gritted his teeth, and tried to keep control.

Her untutored touch shouldn’t be this arousing, yet that was exactly what it was.

Gritting his teeth, he tried to gain control, but she took him into her mouth and sunk deep onto his length until the back of her throat made contact with his dick. That felt way too good.

Lucia pulled back and he winced as she used just a little too much teeth.

She pulled back. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“Did I hurt you?”

“It’s fine. Keep going.”

Lucia looked at him, and he stared right back.

After a little hesitation, she began to suck him again, only this time she explored, trying to learn what he liked.

She didn’t use her teeth again, but it felt good.

Her mouth was so fucking warm and inviting, and he loved that she wanted to play with him.

He’d give her anything she wanted. But his patience and control would only last so long.

Her mouth was too damn good, and he quickly pulled her off his cock.

“What is it? What have I done?”

“Nothing,” he said. “But now it’s my turn.”

He pulled her to the bed and tore the negligee from her body. She moaned his name, but he didn’t give her a chance to catch up as he spread her legs open and licked her pussy. Twirling his tongue around her clit, he stroked back and forth, then sunk down and began pressing his tongue inside her.

She cried out, his name filling the air, echoing around the room. He loved hearing her scream his name, especially as she was so close to orgasm.

Once he had fucked her multiple times with his tongue, he then went back to focusing on her clit.

Stroking back and forth, he was tempted to keep her at the peak and not allow her to go over the edge.

Only, this time he didn’t. He pushed her straight into her orgasm, feeling her body shake as she cried out his name.

Moving between her spread thighs, he pressed his cock in her and slammed in hard and deep. She felt so hot, so tight, so warm. He pressed forward, taking hold of her hands, locking them together, and pressing them either side of her head.

Staring into her eyes, he made love to her, knowing there was a chance he might never return.

It was a risk he had no choice but to make.

If he didn’t come back, he already had everything in place.

Frank and Ronald would know what to do. They would keep her safe and help her build a life for herself, which was all he could offer her at this time.