Page 12 of The Bratva's Weakness

Chapter Six

James

I know I need to tell Allie what’s going on, especially now that this gem deal has gotten so out of control. Not long after our shopping spree, my “friends” from Colombia let me know they have people tailing me and the “gorgeous blonde” I’ve had on my arm for the last few days. The thought of anything happening to Allie is enough to send me into a full-blown rage and I would just say fuck it to the gem deal—and all the extra money they’re trying to squeeze out of me—if I didn’t absolutely need these gems to take the jewelry store to the next level.

That didn’t stop me from sending my own men out to find the fuckers who think they can tail me and my girl. Unfortunately, in the two days that has passed, my men have only caught glimpses.

Just thinking of anyone threatening Allie makes it hard for me to focus on the Italian food we ordered in for dinner tonight. When I realize she’s speaking, I look up with an apologetic look on my face.

“I was just saying that I appreciate you taking the time to help me learn the business,” she says, and I notice how her eyes shimmer in the candlelight.

She softly smiles across the table and that melts the rest of my resolve. I would risk anything in the world for this deal to go through, except her. She has become everything to me in thelast few days, and nothing is worth losing her.I love her.The realization should hit me like a ton of bricks, but instead it washes over me like a wave, and I know in that moment that she’s it for me. It’s time to tell her everything.

I take a sip of wine then dive in, “The legit side of the business.”

“What?” she asks.

“I taught you the legitimate side of the business. The rest you don’t know.”

She looks at me expectantly, hopefully, and I’m overcome with fear at the idea of her walking out on me after I tell her this, but I think I’m risking even more by not telling her.

I power through telling her about the family business, how hard I’ve had to work to keep our organization running and how I’m trying to make the business honest.

I tell her about how the gem deal is going wrong, how they’re squeezing me for money and I tell her how they’ve threatened her safety and how worried that makes me. As I finish running through everything, I’m relieved that she hasn’t run out of the room but has instead wrapped my hand in her own, showing me affection in a moment where she should be scared for her life.I don’t deserve her, but I’m going to do my best to keep her anyways.

“Wow,” she says after a moment, lifting her hand off of mine and leaning back to tie her hair in a loose ponytail. I notice that she tends to run hot when she gets nervous, and I hope she’s in my life long enough for me to learn all of her nervous ticks so I can learn how to ease them.

“That’s… a lot. But I understand why you were keeping it from me. Although I wish you’d told me they were threatening me directly earlier, I would have been a lot more cautious.”

“I know,” I say, pulling her hand back to mine. “But now you know, and I’m not letting you out of my sight again. I’m also adding some extra security around the house and will send some to your place to make sure nothing happens to your grandfather.”

“His bird watching trip got extended until next week, but think you for thinking of him,” she says. “You really want me to be around 24/7? I don’t want to feel like a burden.”

I stare, shocked that she can’t see the depth of my feelings.

“Come here,” I command, my tone bordering on anger. Her eyebrows raise, but she stands and does as I say like the good girl she is. I pull her down on my lap and whisper in her ear. “Let me make something very clear. You’re my girl. I don’t want you here just for safety; I want you here so I can watch you moan as you eat your favorite foods.” I nip her earlobe, causing her to shiver. “I want you here to make you a cup of coffee that’s more milk than coffee.” I kiss her neck, and her head falls sideways giving me more access. “And I want you here, writhing under me as I put my fat dick in your sweet, tight pussy.” I bite her neck, eliciting a gasp, making sure to leave my mark. I soothe my tongue over the mark, then force myself to stand.

“Go get comfortable. I’ll just clear the table.”

After placing the dishes in the sink, I walk upstairs and find Allie lounging on my bed in a bright red lingerie set I bought herearlier, the color popping on her pale skin and somehow making her hair even more golden. I want to eat her up.

“Baby,” I groan, immediately feeling myself harden in the grey joggers I threw on earlier.

“Do you like it?” she asks, sounding a bit shy and I have to remind myself that she’s never done anything like this before.

“Does this answer your question?” I ask, walking over to her on the bed and bringing her hand to my hardened cock. She palms me, exploring the feel of me. I groan when she lightly strokes me and suddenly lose any remaining shred of self-control.

“God, you make me crazy, Allie,” I say. I swiftly peel off my own pants and shirt and when she lets out a light gasp at the sight of my length, I know she’s about to ruin me for all other women.

“I hope that’s a good gasp, baby, because there’s no chance of me holding back tonight.”

“I don’t want you to ever hold back again,” she replies, eyes still on my cock.

I join her on the bed, making quick work of removing her set. “I need you bare.” I pull her on top of me and our kiss is nothing short of consuming. She lowers her hips down and I feel her folds sliding over me, her wetness already covering my stiff cock. “That’s it, baby, you’re so wet for me already.”

“James,” she moans as I reach a hand between us and play with her clit. I lift her a bit and quickly insert two fingers inside of her, wanting her to be nice and relaxed before I take her completely. My mouth never leaves hers as I work my fingers into her depthsand at the first flutters of her orgasm, I lift her even further and settle her over my face, slurping up every bit of her release.

After I’ve thoroughly cleaned her with my tongue I flip her so she’s on her back on the bed. “Do you think you’re ready for me?” I ask, planting kisses on her cheeks, down her neck, across her perfect tits, and on her pussy while I wait for her answer.

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