The First Sin (Sins of the Past 1)

“You pull my hair harder when you fuck me,” I muttered, out of breath.

He winked. “Wait until later.”

My skin tingled from one look, and those words made me wet in anticipation. I had no doubt Angelo would give me what I wanted after this was all over. Angelo was good at three things—fucking, stealing shit that didn’t belong to him, and killing the people who wanted what belonged to him. And I was sick enough to want to fuck him after he did all of those things.

Sonny and two of Tony’s crew members were in front of us, keeping a safe distance. They turned off the main stretch in the industrial park which I thought we were supposed to follow. Instead, Angelo took another turn, one that led us in the opposite direction of where I came from.

“What are you doing? The cops are on our ass.”

“I’m taking a detour.” He said it so matter-of-factly I’d assumed he knew the way. “Keep the driving to me, babe. Just sit back and relax. I got you.”

Angelo always had me. He would never let anything happen to me. Whether he knew where we were going or not, he never flinched, not once did he look panicked. I did enough of that for the both of us. Angelo had nerves of steel. He was made for this life.

While I was also born into the life, Angelo was forged into the man he’d become through the sweat, tears, and the blood of others. His father made sure of it. That’s why he made Angelo and Sonny do the bullshit jobs no one wanted. It was his way of teaching him a lesson. Angelo Morelli, Sr. owned everyone and everything in the city of Philadelphia—myself included. I just didn’t know it until it was too late.

As much as my dad wanted me away from the life, he was so heavily in bed with mobsters he had no choice but to become one of their associates. Our fathers were best friends. They grew up together, same as Angelo and me. When my dad saw how much I cared for Angelo at an early age, he knew we were doomed. He knew we would never stay away from each other.

Tony drove in front of us, with Chase in the rear. We turned around a bend, and then Tony swerved in the opposite direction. He was leading the cops down a different path. We had one of the stolen boxes in our trunk, but Tony was clean. The most the cops could pull him over was for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Angelo drove without any more interruptions with Chase still behind us. He raised my hand to his lips and planted a kiss on my skin.

“I fucking love you, woman. That’s why you can’t come with me anymore.”

Anger shot through me. “No, you don’t get to decide what’s right for me.”

“This shit is dangerous, Gia. What do you not understand about what happened back there? You are not coming anymore.”

“No,” I said again with more forcefulness in my tone.

“Keep talking back. It will hurt worse.”

My pussy clenched from his promise. I smacked my legs together, and he glanced down, noticing my sudden gesture.

Angelo pushed my thighs apart with his hand and tore at the crotch of my leggings until they ripped. “Don’t fight me, G. You know how much I like it when you beg.”

Despite our age, Angelo and I were well beyond our years. We might as well have been in our thirties with how much shit we’d been through together by our second year of college. He kissed me on a park bench when we were ten, and he hadn’t stopped since that day. I let him feel my tits when we were twelve. I parted my legs for him a month later, and he said I was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted. But I made him wait until we were fourteen to take my virginity. Every good moment I’d ever had was with Angelo. The only problem was that we grew up too fast.

Over the years, our sex had become rougher. But I loved it. With each job Angelo took or man he killed, he became a different person. I became a different person along with him. We were no longer the innocent kids kissing when no one was looking.

He moved my panties to the side and hissed when he pushed two fingers inside me. “Damn, Gia. Fuck.” Biting his bottom lip, he drove and continued to finger fuck me, groaning with pleasure the more he spread me open.

He was like a ravenous beast. I saw the hunger in his eyes, felt the intensity with every thrust of his fingers. I clamped down on him, holding his fingers like a vise.

“I need to feel you, baby. Come for me,” he growled, his eyes still focused on the road.

My breathing was erratic, the jolt of adrenaline rushed through my body, causing my heart to pound. I gripped the handlebar on the door and rode my orgasm along with his fingers, shoving him further inside me until I could comply with his request.

He withdrew his fingers and held them to his mouth, forcing me to watch as he sucked my juices from them. “Best pussy I’ve ever tasted.”

I laughed. “Only pussy you’ve ever tasted.”

He winked. “Yours is the only one I’ve ever wanted.”

“I can’t lose you, Angelo. I love you too much. I couldn’t handle it.”

He pressed his finger to my lips to silence me, his eyes on the road. I could taste myself on his skin.

“You’re the only one who matters to me other than Ma. So, listen to me when I say this was the last time you’re helping me. I have too much shit to deal with when I’m on a job. Worrying about you fucks with my head. It could get me killed. If you love me, you’ll stop begging me to take you along. Worry about school and acting like a normal college student. Forget about what I have to do on the side…” he paused, his forehead crinkled. “I don’t care if I have to drag you over my shoulder to the campus or chain you to my fucking bed. It doesn’t matter if I go to school or not. This is my life no matter what. But you are better than this. Promise me, Gia.”