“No.” She shakes her head. “It was so deep. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before.”
I know I haven’t. I shook through my orgasm, holding her tightly to my chest as I pumped out every last drop.
“I take that as a challenge.” I hand her a bottle of water.
She takes a sip. “A challenge?”
“I can make you come harder than that.”
She gazes at my semi-erect penis. “Not tonight.”
“Tonight.” I take the water from her and down a gulp.
The sound of my phone ringing catches her by surprise. She jerks her head to look over at it sitting on the nightstand. “Saved by the bell.”
I laugh. “You’re not getting off that easy.”
“I see what you did there.” She closes her eyes. “You get me off easy, Rocco. Your hands, your mouth, that big beautiful cock of yours.”
My phone quiets but only for a second. It starts ringing again.
“It’s after midnight,” she says quietly. “Answer it.”
I do. I pick it up, my brow furrowing when I see who is calling. I swipe my finger over the screen to answer it. “Pop?”
His voice quivers on the other end. “I need you, son.”
“I’m coming,” I say without hesitation. “I’m on my way.”
Chapter 51
Rocco
Four hours later I’m staring out the window.
It’s not the view I wanted or expected.
I’m not looking into the apartment of the only woman I’ve ever loved. I’m gazing at Manhattan as it starts to wake.
It’s a typical day for most of the city. People will roll over in bed to see the face they adore. They’ll eat breakfast, brush their teeth, dress and head off to wherever they earn a paycheck.
It’s a day like any other for most of New York City.
It’s another day in hell for my father; for me.
I glance over to where he’s sitting on a chair. His eyes are closed, but he’s awake. He’s been up all night.
The sound of an announcement over the intercom system cracks one of his eyelids open.
“Are they...”
“No.” I glance back out the window. “No word yet.”
I scrub my hands over my face as I listen to him sigh. “How, Rocco? How did this happen?”
How did we end up in a hospital again waiting for news about the woman who owns his heart? How the hell do we get through the conversation with the doctor who will explain to my father why his new bride took a nap after dinner last night and didn’t wake up when he tried to rouse her?
How do I hold my father up through the loss of another woman he loves?