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The Spitfire Chapter 13: Prince Of The City
Ma lead the way into the noisy club, looking around with a smile on her face, like she knew what mouth looked like. Then again with these two ya yas she probably knew down to my girls' shoe size. Big mouthed fucks. Wait till I get them alone, they had the good sense to stick close to their wives. I don't fuck with my sisters, you ever seen a pissed off feral cat, well tie two of them together in a sack and you have Anna and Sophia, and that's on a good day. Teresa came over all gushing smiles. "Hello Mrs. Flanagan, so nice of you to join us this evening." "Hello Teresa, how are you dear?" Mom is a diplomat down to her toes, she hated it when she suspected I was banging Teresa, I had to keep reassuring her that I had no intention of marrying the other woman, that she was just a distraction, no matter what she thought. Mom had to be satisfied with that, I'm a man after all, I had needs. Imagine the embarrassment of d
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Ma's mouth was hanging open, meanwhile my sisters were looking like they didn't know whether to laugh or take her down, though we were already on the floor. When Tony and Mikey started laughing their asses off it broke the ice and I helped us both up off the ground, keeping my arm round her as I turned her to face ma. Ma was beaming, see she understood crazy, she'd given birth to enough of it, raised it, lived it, she knew crazy, crazy was right up her alley. I'm telling you, the woman is a saint. "Well hello Arianna, that's quite an entrance you made there.""I'm so sorry Mrs. Flanagan; I don't know what came over me." "Of course you do, and I accept the compliment, you thought I was Shane's date didn't you?"Uh...um...well...."The Mouth had no words, will wonders never cease. "Don't give it a second thought dear, come sit here by me." She walked over and sat between ma and Anna, with Sophia leaning over to get into the convers
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We spent the rest of the night with the women playing twenty questions, I had to hold onto mouth the whole night to get her to stay put, which wasn't really a hardship, I even managed to steal a kiss or two without losing any body parts. This felt right, having her here with my family. By the time dad came along the others had a nice buzz going, I was the only one not drinking, I liked knowing what the fuck was going on around me. Teresa had tried to infiltrate once more but the unexplained eruption of laughter when she showed up soon had her running away again. My sisters were mean bitches. Dad fell in love with my girl of course; he claimed he had someone to side with him in our Sunday debates. We left the club in the early morning hours, my girl had exchanged numbers with the family, she seemed a little hesitant but I chalked that up to her independent nature, she probably felt like she'd been sucked into a vortex. My family was fuc
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"You like it rough don't you mob girl?" She bucked against me trying to throw me off but my dick was buried too deep inside her. "That's right baby, fuck back on my dick." I kept whispering shit in her ear that just seemed to spur her on. "I'm gonna fuck you hard every time you disobey me, next time I'm going to tie you to the fucking bed. Then I'm gonna beat your ass with my belt, no love taps either, until you learn to fucking listen." Then I decided to fuck with her don't ask me why. "You see who's going to be in charge from now on don't you little girl?" "Fuck that, I want on top." I slapped her ass hard. Oh I'll pay for that I'm sure. "You get on top when I say, right now I want to show you who's boss, who owns you, owns your pussy from now on." Now she was mad and my dick reaped the benefits. She squeezed down on me almost making me come too soon; I pinched her nipples until she released me
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She licked and bit my bottom lip before sucking my tongue into the vortex of her mouth. Now her eyes were doing that dreamy look thing they did whenever I fucked her, like the pleasure was too much and she was drifting on another plane. "Harder Shane..." "Get up." I pulled her up, her legs went around my hips, and mine were under her in a sitting position. This way I could look into her eyes as we moved together, it also drove me deeper into her core, which made her arch her back, thrusting her beautiful tits in my face. "Hmmm." I tasted her soft flesh with my tongue. "I can't wait to give you my son." Ah, you liked that did you? Your mouth might say one thing but your body can't lie. She'd clenched around me at my words. I looked at her, really looked at her, in this position it was hard not to. My heart clenched. Fuck, fuck me, how did she do it? I didn't even realize I had stopped moving
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How the fuck had she made Tommy? Had he been carless or was she just that observant? I had to play this shit off or who knows what the fuck would come of it. "Who's following you crazy lady?" "The guy you were just talking to, I hope he doesn't sit in that car all day while I'm in class, you might as well pay me the money to look out for myself. "Whatever, we'll deal with your paranoia later; right now I just want to take my woman out to breakfast." "Uh huh, paranoid my ass, you tell Tessio if he's going to be tailing me he might as well give me a ride, I could save on gas, it would be good for the environment." "Would you quit it, damn; can we just go have breakfast like normal people?" "Listen John Roselli, only one of us is normal and it ain't you." "Plan on dumping me in a steel drum do ya?" "Don't forget the sawed off legs part, handsome Johnny." She had the nerve to laugh in my face, I didn't know wh
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"Ari Mia who is this yahoo?" "She isn't your anything old man, watch what the fuck you call my woman in front of me." Shane stepped towards him as if he was about to throw down. I placed myself between them; men are so pig headed, "Cool it Michael Corleone, no one's taking out the five families today." "You still doing that shit Ari Mia?" Shane pointed his gun at him again and I gave my uncle a glare, he was just provoking Shane on purpose now. "Put that thing down, it's fine I promise." He lowered his gun but kept his eyes on uncle Alphonso. "What shit?" He finally asked. "Quoting mobster flicks, how many files you got now by the way Principessa?" "All of them." I smirked at him; I'd pulled off something none of the others could in all the years they'd been trying. I had the files of every sitting head in America. "Damn, you selling?" "I ain't no stinking snitch!" "Whatever, what are you doing in this
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I'm trying to take all this shit in. I had a mafia princess in my jurisdiction for a while and had no idea. How the fuck did she slip by my guys? She wasn't even using an alias, not that anyone knew too much about Rossi's only offspring. She was one of the mob's best kept secrets. "Swear to me that you didn't play me Mouth." I could forgive anything but the thought that she might've played me wasn't one of them, I'd let her into my circle, introduced her to ma. Fuck, ma. "I didn't even know who you were, my research was only concentrated on the ones who took out dad, believe me I only found out about you after I got here, and since you weren't on my hit list I had no real interest in you." "Wait, your hit list, what the fuck, you're not hitting anybody, what the hell would I tell our kids?" "Uhhh, what do you plan on telling them about you?" "I'm a man; my boys will expect me to handle shit." "First of all, our daughters aren't goin
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I playfully begged her not to off the poor woman. The fact is; Mouth has a spreadsheet on every person who has anything to do with our son's school. She ain't collecting that shit to invite them over for tea. "Mouth, your pregnant ass can't fight, let me handle it okay." "What're you gonna do Shane? Talk her to death?" I ignored her snippy ass and went back to entertaining my kid. Mouth had lasted two years before I bred her ass again, not from lack of my trying. Her body just seems to work that way, because as soon as Lily turned two, I bred her ass again. I think it has something to do with her nursing shit. I heard the hospice rejects pulling my back door before they trooped into my damn house. Her old man headed straight for my kid and took her off my lap. I'm tired of threatening him over that shit too; no one listens to me anymore. Poppy dropped down on the chair beside me while uncle Al checked the pots like this was the fucking local eatery. "What's wrong w
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I sat up again and covered her lips as I moved inside her. I slipped one of my hands between us and found her clit. I fucked until she got off and then stopped, taking soft little nibbles of her lip before pulling back to look at her. "What is it then?" "I was thinking... Since we already have Shane Junior, could we name this one after my dad?" "Roberto Flanagan? You'd be shooting motherfuckers everyday for beating up your kid for that fucked up name." Her face turned thunderous and she looked like she was giving serious thought to maiming me. My dick got harder, longer. "Then we should give him both his names. Roberto Rossi." "Mouth, I know you're an independent, strong willed, bad ass, Beyoncé loving bitch, but don't go too far. Don't forget who's the man here. My son will never have another man's name, no matter who." She gave me one of her looks and teased my nipple with her nail. "Fine, then can we call him Ari?" Her face blushed and I won
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"You know, a gift for having the kid, that's what they call them." "How the fuck would you know? You don't have a kid Tony." "The girls be talking and we be listening, just forget all that and get her some shit." "Like what jewelry? Does Mouth look like the kind of female to go for that shit?" "Bro, all females like jewelry even the ones who pretend they don't. Besides it doesn't have to be jewelry. She's your woman you should know what she likes, get her something she would appreciate." "Fuck no I'm not getting her murdering ass no bow and arrow." The two idiots rolled their eyes at me and moved the fuck on. Thank fuck, I was enjoying junior before they came with their shit. Fuck, what am I supposed to get her? Ma might know, yeah. Nah I have to figure this one on my own, if I go running to ma for advice the mouthy one might find out and ride my ass. *** "Mob boy what's this?" I threw the key on the bed next to her and dropped d
The Spitfire Chapter 84: Epilogue, Part 2, Prince Of The City
I picked her up and yelled for her team who came running. I directed them to her bags and rushed outside as fast as I could while carrying her. "Breathe Mouth." I fell into the breathing exercise easily as I placed her in the back seat and got in beside her. She had a death grip on my hand as Mikey and Tony came running. We peeled out into the night with a caravan behind us. Mouth would choose the dinner hour to do this shit when everybody and their mother were on the damn street. "Drive Mikey." Basically I was telling him to mow down any motherfucker that got in the way. I don't recall much of what happened once we reached the hospital. I only know that I never left her side. There were voices all around us but I couldn't tell you what any of them said. Mouth was doing her best but she was in a bad way. When she wasn't digging holes in my hand and screaming bloody murder, she was giving me the stink eye. "This is bullshit." She'd just had a contraction so I though
The Spitfire Chapter 83: Epilogue, Prince of The City
I was making my way to our bedroom with the new stuffed toy in my arms. It was like the tenth one I'd bought in the last month. This one was about three feet tall, and cute. Mouth will probably hook him up with her surveillance shit. She'd turned the nursery into a showroom for NASA. There were more cameras and recording shit in there than the damn space shuttle. I think Mouth has ADHD or some fuck. More like she hasn't offed anyone in a long time and she's fiending. It has been a rough few months with me trying to blend the two families and keeping her ass out of it. It makes her crazy but I threatened everyone that if they went around me this time they'd be done no matter who the fuck. That had kept her ass quiet so far but I think that had more to do with the child growing in her womb than anything else. It sure hasn't done anything about her damn mouth. One mystery that still baffles me to this day though, is her new relationship with Jimmy. For some reason t
The Spitfire Chapter 82: Prince Of The City
I took my life in my hands and knocked on the door. Ma of course answered the door and went into warrior mode when she saw it was me. I held the flowers behind my back out of view of her nosy ass. "Where's Mouth?" "Shane you can't be here, shoo." "Ma, those women in there decent?" I moved to go by her in the door and she tried to slam that shit in my face. "Ma stop fuck... ah ma, get Mouth." Hell if I'm begging her in my own house. "Mouth." When she realized I wasn't going away she turned back into the room and called my girl. "You have five minutes." She gave me the stink eye and closed the door in my face. A vision opened the door and stepped out. It took me a minute to realize that ma wasn't playing a joke. "Mouth, is that you?" I reached out a hand to touch her hair and dropped for fear that I would mess it up. She started to say something smart when she stopped and sniffed the air. I saw the tears start to gather in her eyes and brought the special bouq
The Spitfire Chapter 81: Prince Of The City
"Oh for fuck sake." I was finally at the end of my rope with the women around here and their shit. Mouth was in the middle of a tug of war, me on one side ma on the other. Apparently we weren't allowed to see each other the night before the wedding. "I feel really bad for you and whatever asshole came up with that one, she's not sleeping away from me." Ma had given up scolding me for cussing about five minutes after she dropped her little bombshell. She was trying to take my woman out of my house for the night and thought all she had to do was tell me as they were sneaking out the door. "I told you he wouldn't go for it Pia. You need to calm down mob boy. It's just across the yard." I leaned over into her face and finally tugged her away from ma. "You're not sleeping any fucking where but here." Why do I always have to repeat myself? In the last week or so leading up to the wedding that was turning into more of a production than the second coming, these people have tried
The Spitfire Chapter 80: Prince of The City
"I'm hungry. What do we have to eat?" Mouth headed for the fridge as soon as we got in the house. It was damn near five o'clock in the morning and we'd just landed. I nodded for the twins to disappear to their place, which was between our home and my parents on the grounds. "Mouth sit down I'll make breakfast." "I don't want breakfast, I want...Parmesan." She rubbed her hands together and rummaged through the freezer for chicken I guess. I'm tired as fuck but if she wants that shit I'll help her make it. Fuck I know about Italian food. She defrosted the chicken and the homemade sauce that she and her uncle had made a few days ago, all the while talking to me about what we had to do in the coming days to get ready for the wedding. Now I know I'm a cold motherfucker, but I don't think I've ever gone out on a hit and came back home to make a three course meal. I helped as much as I could. Okay I boiled the water for pasta. By the time Poppy and the others came straggling in
The Spitfire Chapter 79: Prince of The City
She squeezed my hand before pulling away and heading for the door. I wanted to call out to her, to tell her let me just put one in him through the window, but had to bite my tongue before I gave us away. I was right on her ass though when she burst through the door. Tommy jumped up from his chair and reached for his gun on the side table. Before his hand could connect there was a whistling sound in the air as she released the arrow. I hadn't even seen her notch that shit. She missed. The shot had gone through his shoulder with such force that it had driven him back and pinned him to the wall, but it wasn't her usual kill shot to the head. Fuck! I didn't look back when I heard the others come into the room behind me, but kept my eyes on her. Her breathing didn't even accelerate as she approached him. His eyes went wide and he seemed more afraid of her than the shit in his shoulder. "You... can't be. You're dead." What the fuck? Had he tried to kill her too? Then it hit me;
