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The Spitfire Chapter 28: ARIANNA
Sucker, I'm glad his mom had let slip how much he hated tears, now I had him just where I wanted him, I knew the silent treatment wouldn't work for too long on his hard headed ass, the man had Alpha male stamped all over his shit, but there's always more than one way to skin a cat, now I had him in the palm of my hands, oh the possibilities. I had to control my grin before I could answer him, couldn't give myself away had to make him sweat the little shit. "I don't know that there's anything you can do, you made me look stupid in front your boys and my uncle and dad." I gave a little sullen shrug for effect. You should see his face, if he could kick his own ass in that moment he would've. Meanwhile the tears are still flowing, hehehe. "Come on now baby, stop crying you're fucking killing me here, whatever you want me to do I'll do it." I let him hug me close, after all I loved his hugs and the sex, sweet merciful heavens, that shit was hot, maybe
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"So let one of the others play body guard." "I do not trust anyone else with your care when things are this hot, no fucking way. Don't pout baby it's not forever, just a few more days until I finish this shit up. Besides you're not supposed to be working at the club anymore remember?" "You let me go last night." Yeah that's because you caught me at a weak moment after those tears, I'm back on track now though. Of course I didn't say that to her, no sense giving her any more ammunition she'd just use it to make my life hell. "Yeah well things have changed, you're not going, and that's final." She threw her fork at me. The fuck! "I'm not your kid; you can't talk to me like that." No but you might be carrying him, fuck if I'd let either of you be in danger. Again I kept that little tidbit to myself. "Did you just throw a fork at my head?" "Yes brainless, and if you keep stressing me I'll do worse." "I'm stressing you;
Last Updated : 2022-10-26The Spitfire Chapter 30: Prince Of The City
I awakened to darkness, fuck; Mouth wore my ass out, shit. After that second time she'd sucked me back to readiness and then ridden me like nobody's business. The way she moved her hips and ass ...she fucking owned my cock. I reached for her next to me, empty, cold sheets. Aw shit, I jumped from the bed and went in search of her but the stillness of the apartment already told me all I needed to know. There was no one here but me. I tamped down the fear and lead with anger. If I got scared people might get hurt unnecessarily, it was better to hold on to anger. I called downstairs and learned that she'd been gone for more than an hour; Taylor had been on ice for the last three, he could wait. I called the club and was told she'd never shown there, that's when fear kicked in. I called every last one of my men and flooded the city looking for her. She'd left on her own I was sure of that, but where the fuck was she? *** ARIANNA ***
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Oh shit, I turned to head back from whence I came. I'll take my chances with the goon squad thank you very much. One pissed off Gambino or three inept goobers, easy. "Get your ass back here."Well damn, my shoulders slumped as I strolled over to him."Funny meeting you here." I tried a smile; I guess it didn't work when the scowl on his face got darker. He studied me for a minute before pulling me into his chest and kissing the shit out of me. Now the adrenaline kicked in, and I did the most female stupid shit thing in the world. I burst into tears. Why the fuck was I crying? His strong arms wrapped around me tight as he soothed me. "Hush baby, it's okay, you're okay now. Did you do what you came here to do?""Uh huh, I had to Shane, please understand that...." "We'll talk about that later; right now let's get out of here." "You came alone?" "The boys are around, let's go." He put me in the passenger seat and buckled me in before com
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I woke up over mob boy's legs while he prepared to spank me, oh hell no. I tried twisting away off his lap but he kept me in place with one hard hand in my back. "You up...Good." He brought his hand down hard on my ass. I think I yelled more from the surprise than the actual pain, that hadn't set in yet. "What...I...say...goes." He punctuated each word with a smack to my bare ass that burned. This fucker had lost his mind. "Stop it Shane that hurts." I tried kicking up my legs but he just wrapped his around them somehow and kept wailing away on my ass. "Pretty sure it's supposed to, now be a good girl and take your punishment." I cried, I begged, I pleaded, but to no avail, I was never so embarrassed in my life, how could he? I was crying real tears and plotting his death. What reason was I going to give Pia for killing her son? He rubbed my sore behind when he was done, all the while laying down the law, all I heard was a lot of you can't do
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I made us eggs and toast for breakfast as Mouth toddled around the kitchen. She didn't sit to eat which clued me in to how much her ass must hurt along with other things. "Mouth, go put something on." "What, why, there's no one here but us." "There're windows all over the place that's why, go put something on now." "Hey Vito Andolini, I can't put anything on because my ass hurt, and if down there is bare what's the point in covering up-up here? Besides the kitchen window faces the back deck which you have covered in a forest, we're fifty stories high who the hell can see anything?" "There're buildings all around here, who knows what fuck is out there with binoculars or some shit, plus the fucking Feds probably have me in their cross hairs and I'd be fucked if I have their greasy asses jacking off to my woman, now go put some shit on." Instead of listening to me, the little terror actually leaned over the table with her ass to the window.
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"What the hell are you doing? You didn't ask.""Who can ask you anything? With you I have to just tell or do because you don't listen for shit.""Hey, that's not true...." "Mouth do you not see yourself? You're a pain in the fucking ass. Now that that's done I don't want to hear anymore about whores and shit...you like it?" She looked at the rock I had just forced on her hand. "Four point two...I can't walk around with this shit on my hand...""You ever take that off it's going to be your ass just saying." "Listen Captain twit, stop with the threats and go do something about that eye, it look a mess." Shit I forgot she'd clocked me. I probably had a shiner by now oh fuck Mikey and Tony, shit. "We clear on the money shit?""Clear." She nodded her head once for emphasis."And the marriage deal?""Working on it, still not sure I want to spend the rest of my life dealing with your brand of insanity." "My...fuckingpainintheassnutjob." I mumbled under
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I pulled her in for a kiss. "I would've spent more, my girl deserves only the best. Now you want to tell me why you think you can't have my kid now?" So much for changing the subject: great, now she's got me confusing my own fucking self. She looked away guiltily; fuck me."Mouth...." I was starting to get a sick feeling in my gut. Just then we heard the elevator and my family came out. The women dressed pretty much like Mouth, the two boobs in Armani suits. "Later Eddie boy, we'll talk later."I'd forgotten all about my eye until my sister-in-law Michael mentioned it. "Nice shiner there bro another knockout bout with the champ?""Oh Shane, we heard all about you getting beat up, my poor boy did the mean little girl hurt you?" Ma kissed my cheek while stifling laughter. The bigmouthed duo was cracking themselves up, and my adoring sisters were smirking. Everybody was a damn comedian around here. "Very funny let's go.""I need my purse and jacket."
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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
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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
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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
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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
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"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;
