TONY: Book 1 of The De Luca Brothers Series [COMPLETED]

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I moan against him; panting, thrusting, grunting, moaning. Our bodies are slick with sweat as he sucks on my neck, causing me to mumble his name breathlessly in his ear, my fingers curling into his thick hair. He curses and arches inwards, shooting a tingly sensation against my cock. With that and the overwhelming feeling of him inside me, I reach my peak and cry out. He pants and picks up the pace, letting out a low moan before finishing, his seed filling me.

Rolling off, he snuggles me into his chest and I sigh in content: who knew sex was so good. He slowly draws infinity signs on my skin, his finger slowly calming my rapid heart.

"I didn't go to the homeless shelter today," I pout.

"You can go tomorrow," he dismisses.

"With me?"

"I'll drop you off."

Groaning, I turn away from him, "You're such a hypocrite."

"How am I?" He objects. "Just because I don't think it's a good idea."

"I'm with you, it'll be fine."

"No it will not, I care for you, please just listen to me: they'll run. Far, far away. They go to the shelter for sanctuary, away from people like me and the natural environment. Bringing their worst nightmare into their haven will only break the point of the shelter."

I huff, "Why do you have to be involved with crime?"

"Because it's my legacy," he mumbles, pulling me against him. "Plus my family is here and I enjoy the company of the members."

"Haven't you ever wanted to do something else? Like become a doctor?"

"If I wanted to, I'd become one here," he counters.

"Scientist?"

"Development of drugs."

"Engineer?"

"Weapons technician."

"A vet!"

"We have a kennel."

"Model," I giggle. "Or an actor, singer? You do have an amazing voice."

"Popularity isn't what I want, I can sing right here and that's good enough. Recognition is something I've never craved, nor do I desire. I'm very private."

"Actor then," I repeat.

"Zachary, what are you trying to get at? You're not having second thoughts are you? You just had a tattoo and laser removal hurts like a bitch."

"No! God no. I'm sure I want to be here. I know this is a huge commitment, but I have nothing to lose and this actually excites me."

"Is your stepdad still out there?"

I pause, "The police haven't called confirming his imprisonment, which reminds me: can you come with me to help pack my mom's house please?"

"Of course I will, you don't even need to ask," he kisses my shoulder. "Tomorrow?"

"Yeah," I breathe. "Tomorrow."

"Want to go for round two?" He suggests, pushing his sudden arousal into my thigh.

I bite my lip, "Of course I—"

The door bursts open and in comes Gufo, "I just saw a girl at the strip club!"

"Get the fu—"

"And now I'm confused with myself! I don't want to just fuck her brains out, I want to keep her in my pocket and protect her but that's fucking weird because I've never had a relationship before and now I—"

"Gufo," Toro interrupts. "Get the fuck out of my room!"

Gufo pauses and analyses Toro and I, a small grin forming on his face, "Oh you dirty boys. Anyway, I don't care if you're naked under those sheets. You must help me!"

Sighing, I sit up and pull the covers to my chest, "Who is she?"

"She's a stripper."

Tony snorts.

I whack Tony, "Continue."

"She's new," he begins. "I've never seen her before in my life... but she's special. I don't know why, but I felt jealous watching her dance in front of all those men- and oh how she dances! I wish I could just pick her up and take her with me."

"Creep."

"I think that's sweet," I ground out, flashing Tony a warning look. He looks at me innocently- asshole.

"She's got brown hair with highlights, a jawline like Angelina Jolie and these beautiful hazel eyes that shine in the strobe lighting," he sighs. "Her body- usually I go for skinny girls with big tits right? This girl's the opposite; she's got an ass, with some thighs, on the shorter spectrum with a small chest- but she can jiggle that ass hella fine."

"TMI," mumbles Toro under his arm.

"What's her name?"

"Her stage name is Crow, probably because she wears black lingerie or something. I don't know her real name though, but damn. I can't get her out of my mind guys, she's stunning."

I bite my lip, "Would you like some advice?"

He nods eagerly and even perches on the edge of the bed, listening intently.

"Don't scare her off, you don't know her circumstances so don't bang her straight away. Approach genuinely, ask her on a date, be charming but not overwhelming."

"Charming but not overwhelming," he repeats. "Okay. Yeah, okay. I think I'm going there tomorrow anyway, hopefully she's working. You two should come."

"We can't," Tony states.

"And why not?" Gufo objects.

"Since we're going back to my home town to start packing my mom's house," I respond strongly. "I've put it off for a week, it needs to get done."

"That's real strong of you dude," Gufo praises. "I'd come with you, but the mansion'll probably burn down. Plus with all these dealers popping up out of the blue, it's getting really busy."

"Dealers?" I question. "I though Toro and I took them down ages ago..."

He shrugs, "More of them are turning up. There's no real pattern, but we're going to try and clear this up quickly."

"Will you be okay without me?" Tony questions.

"Yeah, Yeah," Gufo waves it off. "We'll be alright. I survived the last time didn't I?"

Tony's face darkens in nostalgia as he clenches his fists and sit up. He glances at me with turmoil in his eyes before looking at his brother again, "I'm not sure if I should leave."

"You're right," I nod. "Last time we left Gufo got hurt- he might not be so lucky next time. You should stay here, I can catch a coach home."

"No! I'm not letting you pack up your house—"

"I'll get Morgan to come with me," I roll my eyes. "She's always wanted to come visit my hometown. Didn't expect the circumstances though."

"Are you sure?" He asks, leaning in and making direct eye contact.

"Yes," I huff. "I'm an adult, I can make my own decisions Tony."

"Fine," he groans and scrubs his face. "I'm sorry for bailing last minute."

"No biggie," I kiss him on the cheek. "I'll come back before you know it."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Ugh!" Gufo throws his hands up in the air. "Just get married already, geez!"

"Fuck off," grumbles Toro.

Gufo flips him the bird, bows and turns to leave, pausing a second by the door, "Wrap it before you tap it!"

"Gufo!" Explodes Toro, grabbing the lamp and throwing it at his brother. The lamp jolts due to the wire in the wall and smashes on the ground; what an idiot.