Guns and Numbers

chapter 23

I woke up and I sat down. I realised I was in bed. Our bed. In Celeste’s house. Celeste was right beside me sleeping on his stomach. he had removed the suit and he was shirtless and in a pair of white shorts and some socks on his feet. He had scratch marks on his back but they were fading. He also had a few scars but they were not that prominent. Three bullet wound and a stab wound as well.
He had a few tattoes on his upper back and mid back. He is one sexy man.
“you done checking me out” I heard him mumble.
I looked at his face and he was rubbing his eyes.
“no am not.” I said and I smiled at him. He smiled back.
People always talk about how beautiful my smiles are but they haven’t seen Celeste. His whole face brightens up and his eyes turn a shade lighter. His lips stretch out and give you a full view of his dangerously white teeth.
“you are so handsome.” I said.
I could see his cheeks turn a slight shade of pink.
“are you blushing?” I asked and that made it worse. I burst into laughter and I took a picture of his face.
“I hope you delete that.” he said trying to sound serious.
“its hard to take you seriously when you are blushing like that.” I said still laughing.
“am a mafia boss. I don’t blush.” He said.
“the redness in your face states otherwise.” I said. It was going away but he didn’t need to know that.
He groaned.
I laughed.
“how are you?” he asked.
I took a moment to answer his answer. How am i? am I fine? Yes. Am I happy? Yes. I guess I am fine. I am great.
I looked at him and smiled. “ I am fine.” I beamed at him.
He seemed a little shocked. I get that. I had a panic attack and I was stuck in a bad memory but that is what it is. A memory.
I had a bad childhood and I can never change that but at least I know that I can do something about my future and Lord knows am not going to let myself get through that pain again.
That day he whipped me so bad and then he ordered his men to get rid of me. One of the men took advantage of the state I was in.
He untied the ropes that were binding my hands and my body fell down. I used all the strength I could master to turn my body so I could lay on my side. My back was ripped and the shirt was none existent and I was soaked with my own blood. I would go in and out of consciousness. The man ripped my underwear and he forced himself on me. I could feel the extra weight on my battered body and I could barely register the pain from his assault as my brain went into shock and my body convulsed. I don’t remember much but next thing I know I was in a hospital with a kind old lady next to me holding my hand. I was lying on my front.
“bunny..” Celeste shook me.
“huh? What did you say?” I looked at him.
“I asked what you want for dinner” he said.
“you.” I said.
He smiled and bit his lip.

I straddled his lap and kissed him. He responded immediately. He was taking his time, he let me take the lead as much as I know he wanted to flip us over and just have his way with me.
I licked his lip and he let me slip my tongue inside his mouth the same time my hand slipped through his shorts. I grabbed his dick and gave it a light squeeze and he grunted and his hands immediately went to my waist. With my other hand, I pushed the shorts a little bit down his thighs and I moved my hand up and down his growing dick. I could feel him getting hard in my hand and that was a turn on. Feeling his throbbing cock in my hands, feeling it harden and throb in my hands and also the feeling that I made him hard was a huge turn on for me.
His wondering hands went to my clothed clit and he rubbed circles and pressed down on it. I moaned and my hips grinded on his lap to seek more friction. I stopped kissing him and I got off  his lap.
He looked so sexy with his lust filled eyes that were hooded and his slightly swollen lips that looked a shade darker than usual. His shorts were riding down his hips and his dick was hard against his stomach waiting to be pleased.
I licked my lips and I immediately stripped which wasn’t hard since I was just in a shirt and underwear. I pulled the shirt over my head and I shimmied down my lace thong. He started to stroke his dick as he looked at me. I decided to run my hands up my stomach to my boobs. I gave a squeeze to the two globes and moaned.
This was not the time to tease him.
I got on the bed and straddled him again. I got his dick and rubbed it against my folds. I bit my lip and tried my best to not just shove his dick inside me. I rubbed it against my entrance and he lifted his hips and that made his head to slip through my wet slit.
“celeste” I moaned.
His hands had a firm grip on my waist and he was slowly pushing me down his dick. I wanted to stop him but I was way too gone.
“fuck.” He grunted.
Soon enough I was seated on his lap with his cock fully buried inside my core. I started to grind my hips in a slow pace and I started to raise my hips a little as I grinded on him. I whined on his dick and the way he was moaning was like he was hyping me and pussy up. I would clench my walls as I raised my hip and when I was going down I would loosen them up and when I went down I would grind a little.
I leaned down a little and I clenched my pussy walls around his dick and started to twerk on his dick. The twerking made me go up and down his dick.
“fuuck baby….turn around.” He moaned.
I slid off his dick and I straddled him with my back to him so he would get a full view of my ass. I took hold of his legs and I leaned down. I started twerking on him again and he smacked my ass.
My toes curled and I was a moaning mess.
Celeste’s phone rang.
“ignore it baby.” He said smacking my ass with both his hands. He held me in place and started fucking me from under me.
His phone continued to ring but he was adamant on ignoring it.
“so close.” He grunted,
My pussy started to milk his dick and I could feel my own orgasm coming.  He hit a spot that made my sight go dark and I was holding his legs for dear life. I creamed all over his dick and he pulled out and came on my ass.
He pulled out. That’s a first.
His phone rang again and this time he answered.
“what?” he said.
I moved from my position and walked on shaky legs to the bathroom. I removed my hair from its hair tie and I entered the shower cubicle. I opened the shower and waited for a few minutes till the water was the desired temperature. I stepped under the shower head and I loved the feel of hot water running down my body.
I got my shampoo and I lathered it on my head and I was massaging it on my scalp when I felt extra hands in my head.
“its hair day today isn’t it?” he asked.
I nodded my head.
Its so sweet how he remembers these things and tries to involve himself as much he can. But today was not that extreme, I just washed my hair and tied it up to whatever hairstyle I could think of. He loved it when I would put most of the hair products in my hair and wear the satin bonnet. I made him do it to his hair too and I got him a durag.
I rinsed the shampoo out and I turned around and made him slouch a bit so I could do his hair.
“I need a haircut.” He said.
“again?” I asked.
I liked his hair the way it was. I loved running my hands in it. And with the hair therapy I have him under, his hair has gotten curly. Very curly.
We finished bathing and he sat by the toilet as he watched me braid my hair into cornrows.
“so I put Matteo and Rochelle in the cellars. And I have the men getting the rest of the family. This is the end of them.” He said.
“but—” I started
“I am not going to let them roam the streets free and go on vacations after what they did to you. You were innocent in all of this and you didn’t deserve a family like them. So no matter how much you disagree on this, I will still kill them and when you hate me I will fuck you till you love me again. When you fall out of love with me, I will always get you back on track. You are never getting out of this bunny.” He said.
I looked at him through the mirror and I couldn’t hold back the tears that fell on my face. He saw my tears and he stalked towards me and he held me from behind.
“don’t cry bunny.” He said kissing my neck.
“you say the sweetest shit ever and I cant help it.” I said.
He chuckled.
“so whats going to happen to the cartel?” I asked.
“will give the men and women a choice. To forfeit or die with the disgraceful name of Phantoms.” He said.
I  nodded. It’s the mafia. You can never walk out of it alive. And they all know too much. Letting them all go Scott free is out of the books.
“finally got the Russian bratva to be allies with me. Having the Russians as an enemy is not the greatest idea.” He said.
“how?”  I asked. As far as I know, he was always butting heads with the Russian leader.
“they have a new leader. the stepson overthrew them and lets just say we have a lot in common.” He said.
“I fear for the world.” I muttered and he chuckled.
“bunny am content with taking over the small gangs and stupid leaders like Matteo just right here. Too much power, too much work which will get me stressed. Stressed Celeste is not good for anyone.” He said.
“if you were never in the mafia, what would you have been doing?” I asked.
“I don’t think I would never have been in the mafia. I wanted to be an assassin. Or like that transporter guy. Lets just say, I have never dreamed of ever having a normal picket fence life. It’s the thrill of it all that I love.” He said.
“good. Cause the normal life is boring as hell.” I said.
“I mean like you are an accountant. It just has to be boring.” He said.
I gasped.
“numbers are not boring.” I said.
He scoffed. “yah sure my little bunny.” He said.