Model for the Mob (Steamy Standalone Instalove Romance)

I love you, I almost scream. He just said it.

A life without love…

It seems like the perfect place for one of us to say it, but then he kisses my forehead and lets his head fall back, and the moment has passed. I rest my cheek against his chest again, reminding myself not to push too much too fast.

We’re together. We’re safe. We’ve just had the most amazing sex of my life.

Fine, I have literally nothing to compare it to, but the way those orgasms slammed into me one after the other was like something out of a wild fantasy.

And I think he might be right.

As crazy as it sounds, there’s a flickering in my belly, a stirring I can’t quite explain. It’s like my womb is sending me messages through my body, quivering full of intention, telling me this is it, the moment our lives change forever.

“I’m so glad we met,” I murmur, with tears of happiness streaming down my cheeks.

“Me too,” he says softly, and I can hear the sleepiness in his voice.

He’s started the day by saving my life, he spent the bulk of it saving the city, and now we’ve hopefully made our first child. That would make anybody sleepy, even my hulking Mafia beast.

I smile and close my eyes, enjoying the simple gift of being so close to him.

Chapter Twenty-One

Luca

“That’s exactly my point,” Lucy says, giggling as she waves her hands. “Luca was all, Oh, Toto’s a sleepy lazy-ass dog. He never likes to run around. But every time I’m with him, the little rascal never stops.”

I chuckle my chest swarming with joy at the simple sight of my family sitting around the table together. It’s a glorious sunny morning, and we’re taking our breakfast on the balcony.

Toto sprints around the garden below us, leaping in the air to snap at butterflies and insects and sometimes at things only he can see, maybe things in the little terror’s imagination. He runs to our end of the garden and barks up at us, wagging his tail happily.

“That’s right, little man,” Aunt Maria calls down. “We’re talking about you.”

I lean back, exchanging a look with Aldo. He grins up at me, looking like the teenage boy he was when we started on this road together.

My body is still aching from what Lucy and I did last night, the amazing sex followed by the nap and then – when we both woke at midnight – more incredible mind-blowing sex. The second time she sat atop me, clasping my hands as she rocked back and forth.

“Am I doing it right?” she moaned.

I could hardly get my words out, she was moving so perfectly, but I managed to growl a yes.

She’s wearing a flowing summer dress this morning, with little flowers dotted all over it, made of the sort of light fabric that hugs onto her body and outlines it gloriously. Her dark hair falls to her shoulders in shiny waves, dancing in the sunlight. Her smile is wide and her eyes are bright.

She’s so confident, so sassy, so fiery beneath her shield of shyness.

Drawing more confidence out of her is going to be one of the greatest pleasures of my life, I know…

Well, if I don’t think about her perfect breasts and her round spank-me ass and that heavenly place between her legs.

“Luca?” Maria says, turning to me with a laugh. She’s wearing a big hat and heart-shaped glasses.

“Yes?”

She giggles, rolling her eyes. “See, Lucy? I told you he was too busy thinking about how lucky he is to be listening. I asked if you’re going to get a dog now that you’re settling down.”

I smirk and reach over to Lucy, giving her hand a squeeze. “That depends if my lady can handle the responsibility of another little Toto running around, causing havoc. I’ve gotta say, Lucy, you really bring out the worst in him.”

I make my tone light and she giggles, rolling her eyes and then throwing me a mock-glare that gets my blood pumping.

An hour… an hour until our lives change forever.

Or an hour until I humiliate myself and set us back, making it so she finds it awkward being around me.

Phantom words whisper in my mind.

I know we said there wasn’t such a thing as too fast, but I didn’t think you were talking about this.

“I’m so relieved this is all over.” Maria sighs, picking up her coffee cup. “The city’s safe, Franco’s far away, there’s less crime on the streets than ever before… Ottavio is in charge, which means there won’t be any gang wars. The docks are in check. You’ve done well, boys.”

Aldo grins and I nod.

“We do our best,” Aldo says. “I’m just looking forward to when Luca runs for mayor. That’s going to be one hell of a show.”

“Hey, he could do it,” Lucy says, rushing to my defense.