Page 64 of Winter
“Further.”
Inca felt her hips burn. Tommaso stopped and stared at her glistening, swollen cunt. “God, look how beautiful you are. Taste her, Raff.”
Raff licked along her slit, savoring the taste of her, flicking his tongue around her clit then plunging it deep inside her.
Tommaso walked behind her and pulled Inca’s head back and kissed her roughly. “Inca,mio caro, do you trust us?”
She nodded, hungrily kissing him as Raff continued his ministrations to her pulsating sex. Tommaso smiled. “You know the safe word,” he whispered. “If you want us to stop, just say it. I’m going to try a few things ... if you don’t like any of it, say so immediately.”
“I will.” She moaned as Raff brought her to orgasm with his tongue and she squirmed against the restraints.
Raff looked up, smiling at her, then at Tommaso. “What now, brother?”
“Stand and offer the lady a taste ...”
Inca took Raff’s aching cock into her mouth and sucked him until he came, pumping hot creamy cum into her throat. She swallowed him down and gasped as Tommaso reached around and thrust a dildo into her cunt.
“You like?”
She nodded as he fucked her with the rubber toy, grinding her hips against his hands as he plunged it deeper and deeper into her until she came.
Exhausted, Tommaso freed her from her bonds, and the brothers stroked her body as she caught her breath.
Afterward, she started to laugh, and they looked at her curiously. “I’m sorry,” she said, “but this is like some kind of weird fantasy palace.”
Raffaelo grinned. “But very real, my love.”
She put a hand on both of their faces. “I love you, both of you. You have changed my life. I’m just scared that when the snow outside melts and the world is able to get in, our little bubble will burst. I’ll have to go back to work— wherever that will be—go back to seeing my parents, my friends and try and keep this—us—a secret.”
Tomaso shared a glance with Raff. “In Italy, it would not be such a big deal. No one knows you there.” He drew his fingertips down her belly. “Isn’t that right, Raff?”
“Right.”
Inca looked between them. “Why do I feel like a conversation has been had that I wasn’t part of?”
Raff grinned sheepishly. “I was just saying to Tommaso last night—we cannot reasonably expect no one here to find out what we have been doing. It’s like you said, once people are able to see us again, they’ll know.”
Inca felt a sadness. “I don’t want this to end.”
“Neither do we ... which is why we thought up a plan. You said you didn’t know if you could work in the Sakura again. Here’s our plan. Sell the business. Come to Italy with us for a year. There we have a home in Sorrento, set high on the hillside. Completely secluded, but with views of Naples and, of course, Vesuvius.”
Inca’s heart began to thud in excitement. She propped herself up on her elbows—the fact that she had two beautiful men naked either side of her didn’t escape her attention—but something else was bothering her. “I couldn’t be your kept ...” she searched for a word that wasn’twhore,but her face reddened and her smile faded. Raffaelo guessed her thoughts.
“You would be ourguest, Inca. Our friend and our guest. Anything else is nobody else’s business. You would be able to regroup there and decide on your next move.”
Inca smiled at him. “It is tempting.”
Tommaso chuckled. “Then it is decided. And anyway,” he glanced out at the snow still battering the huge windows. “I am so sick of seeing this white stuff. I need the sun.”
He hadno idea where Inca had gone, but he assumed wherever she was, she would be fucking somebody.
Whore.
Stuck in Willowbrook, it irked him that he could not kill when he needed to. As soon as he was able, he risked driving into the city. Luckily, although the roads were still treacherous, the snow ploughs had cleared the main highway into the city, and he immediately drove to the only place he could think of where there would be plenty of people and plenty of opportunities.
The hospital.
He chose the biggest in the city; he knew the layout, knew the dark places. Knew where the staff and patients came out to grab an illicit smoke.
