A Family Affair: An Extreme Taboo Anthology - Page 44

I hated when he called me that. But what could I do? He was right, I owed it to him. The thing was, I had the money. I was just a compulsive gambler, and it was more exciting when you used someone else’s money. I had mine in a secure savings account.

“I will bring it to you Sunday,” I said.

“No. I am having everyone wire what they owe me to my account. One of Little Mike’s enforcers was killed out in the alley behind Brickhouse Royale while trying to collect a debt. Someone bashed his brains in. I’m not taking any chances.”

I almost dropped my cup onto the floor. He was dead? He was an enforcer? For Little Mike? Little Mike was the most brutal Godfather there was in Nevada. And I just brained one of his enforcers. Holy fucking shit.

“You still there, Ricky boy?” Miles was saying.

“Yeah, I’m here.” I said.

“So just wire that money to my account. Do you got it? Or do you need time?”

“Yeah. I got it. I just decided to take a small vacation. I will wire it tonight.” Miles and Rick never did business together except when rent changed hands. It just made things easier.

“Great.” The click in my ear let me know he hung up. Well, I am glad I didn’t call the cops. Someone for sure would’ve ratted me out.

Shaking my head, I know I need to pull it together. Walking into the living room, I’m hoping like hell that Stacia can distract me from my problems.

* * *

Miles

“Hey, I just sent you the GPS coordinates of your boy you are looking for.” Hearing Little Mike’s heavy breath in the phone made my stomach curl.

Little, my ass, the man must be over four hundred pounds. But he was one of the largest mob bosses around, so when he gave an order, you followed it. He came into my building after looking at video footage of the alley, seeing Rick beat his guy to death. Hell, I would’ve never thought the guy had it in him. When he asked if I knew him, what else could I do but be honest and find him for him?

It wasn’t personal, it was business. Just needed to start the tracking app then dial his number. Rick talked long enough to trigger a location.

“I just wired the money to your account. I assume you won’t be stupid enough to warn him,” Little Mike barked into the phone.

“Warn who?” I said, “As far as I know, he never existed.”

Chapter 6

Stacia

I liked horror movies, but I’m scared to watch them by myself. I figured if Rick is going to be here, I would see if he wanted to watch any with me. He seemed game, almost relieved.

I brought up the first movie, it’s about a guy who skins people and wears their skin on his face. Creepy as fuck, but as long as I’m not alone, I would be alright.

“Want some popcorn?” I asked him.

“Sure.” He smiles. Those dimples are what the girls go crazy for. I walk into the kitchen and throw a bag of microwave popcorn in. Grabbing a couple of sodas, I take those in and hand those to him. “Thanks, sis.” He says grabbing them, accidentally brushing my nipple with his hand. He says quickly, “Sorry about that.”

Like the dork I am, I turn away quickly and walk back into the kitchen. What could I say, don’t be sorry, it made my pussy wet? Grabbing a bowl, I poured the steaming bag of popcorn in it and went back in, plopping myself down on the couch. He scooted close to me to get to the snack. My traitorous body reacted every time he reached his hand into the bowl to grab some out. At one point, I had to bite my tongue so I wouldn’t moan.

Halfway through the movie, after a jumpy part, I realized he was resting his hand on my bare leg. I wasn’t even sure when he first put it there, and now it was all I could focus on. It seemed to inch a little closer to the inside leg of my shorts. I unconsciously shifted a little to give him a better angle. I didn’t put any panties on after my shower.

His breath hitched just a little as he slid his hand inside my shorts. His eyes stayed on the TV like he was scared I would tell him to stop if he looked at me. I wasn’t sure what to do. I had never been with a man before, and my brain seemed to keep forgetting this was my brother. His buttery finger rubbed up and down my wet slit. I adjusted my position a little to open up for him. He turned toward me, pulled his hand out, slid my shorts off, and pulled me further down on the couch.

It was like I was standing outside of my body watching it happen. But holy fuck, when he climbed in between my legs with his tongue, I was sure I had died and gone to heaven.

I had managed to work my shirt off. I was pinching and pulling on my nipples, trying to understand this new ecstasy I was feeling. He was so talented. The pleasure that started to crash into me was so overwhelming it brought tears to my eyes.

“Oh my god," I screamed.

Chapter 7

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