Saving Blu (Kings Reapers MC Book 4) by Nicola Jane (classic reads .TXT) 📕

holds his cock and watches as I lift up slightly, letting him line himself against my entrance. When I feel him prodding me there, I slowly lower myself, taking him an inch at a time. It’s agonising and delicious all at the same time. Blu grabs my waist and guides me up and down his cock. “I could watch you fucking me all day,” he mutters, staring down between us as his shaft disappears inside me.

We move like this for some time. He seems in no rush to take over and fuck me senseless. This slow rise and fall we have going on is building up a storm inside the pit of my stomach, and as the warmth spreads through me, my movements become jerky. I lean my head against his broad shoulder and move faster, chasing the orgasm that I know will explode any second. When I finally reach it, I cry out, my body shaking uncontrollably. I bury my face into his neck and pant heavily. “Keep going, baby,” he whispers into my hair. “I’m almost there.”

I rock back and forth, sweat glistening on my skin. If he doesn’t come soon, I’m going to again and my body can’t handle another orgasm like that. He places his hands under my ass and stands, keeping us joined. He moves us towards the wall and presses my back against it. “I wanna stay like this forever,” he mutters, looking down between us again as he pulls out and then slams back in with such force that my head bumps against the wall. “Buried inside you,” he adds, slamming in a second time, then a third, fourth, fifth. His pace becomes so frantic, I lose count. His teeth graze my shoulder and I start to see stars as a second orgasm rips through my exhausted body. Blu growls, thrusting a few more times and then he comes, his guttural cry muffled against my neck.

BLU

I’m lying on the couch naked with Gia on top of me, her head laid against my chest while I lazily draw circles on her back. It feels right.

“You have to be straight with me, Blu,” she whispers. “I want to know it all, everything about you.”

“I know, baby, I know.”

“Why didn’t you tell me who you really were? How did Riggs not find out?” she asks.

I sigh. “I used my mum’s maiden name. My real name is Azure Rossi. Riggs knows now, he worked it out.”

“Why do we call you Blu?”

“Azure means the colour blue. It’s used to describe the bright blue of the sky on a clear day. My mum chose it, she’s Spanish,” I say, smiling to myself. “Blu was her nickname for me when I was small. It kind of stuck, and so when I needed a road name for the MC, it seemed the obvious choice.”

“I like Azure. It sounds mystical and alluring,” she says, smiling at me. “Tell me about Giorgia.”

“She was a pain in my ass. At least, that's how I remember her,” I say, grinning. “She hated being the girl. She wanted in on the family business more than I ever did. Dad would tell her she could never run his empire because she was a girl. It would send her into a rage. I remember her screaming at him once that it wasn’t her fault god gave her a vagina.” I chuckle again. “She had a typical Italian temper.”

“How old was she when she died?”

“Eighteen. It was our birthday.”

“Blu,” she whispers, resting her chin on her hands and staring at me with sadness in her eyes. “That’s so sad.”

“She was home with Mum celebrating quietly. She was pissed at me because she’d wanted a joint party, which Mum was happy to arrange, but I refused. I wanted to go out and drink with my mates. I didn’t want a family party where most of the people were only going to attend to impress my dad.” I pause, remembering the arguments we had over our eighteenth. “So I was out getting drunk with my mates and someone broke into our home and killed my mum and sister while they slept in their beds.”

“Where was your dad?” she asks.

I shake my head. “With his mistress,” I say bitterly.

“So she covered her tracks,” mutters Gia. “What happened to her?”

“She married him,” I scoff. “He claimed he loved her. And it wasn’t that he didn’t love my mum, because he did, but he didn’t want to be alone. And if he pursued her for Mum’s death, it meant he’d lose her too. How fucked up is that?”

“Sounds like a mafia thing to do,” she says. “Always fucked up.”

“So it was buried with all the other shit that my dad messed up. It pays to have people in high places,” I say.

“And he’s never met Molly?” she asks. I shake my head. I always thought Hell would freeze over before I let that happen, but now with things closing in on us with Cobra and possibly Ricardo, I know I need to speak with him.

“Was he a good dad, before all the shit?” she asks. I nod, smiling because he really was. Growing up with him around was fun and crazy. He never let us worry about anything, and when it came to showing me the business, he did it in a way that I never felt pressured. Walking away from him was hard, but at the time, I couldn’t forgive him. I’m still not sure I can.

Chapter Sixteen

GIA

Sleeping in Blu’s arms feels like home. When the girls mentioned marrying him earlier, I was adamant that I wasn’t going to. There’s always been an attraction between us, I can’t deny that, but things have been too complicated. But right now, in this moment, I know I’d say yes if he proposed.

I prop myself up on my elbow and watch the rise and fall of his chest. He’s gorgeous. We could be happy together, but would he have to step back