Sal Gabrini 4: I'll Take You There (The Gabrini Men Series Book 7) by Mallory Monroe Read Free Book Online

  Intensified to that
degree.   
    Gemma
held on.   She leaned her head back and
bounced to his syncopated beat; to his masterful rhythm.  
    Sal
held on too.   He held onto her tight ass
as he sucked her breasts, and fucked her pussy, and ravaged her with his
love.   Because he was so in love with
this woman that it sometimes scared him.   He had never known such a strong emotion before.   He loved his brother Tommy deeply, and he
loved Tommy’s wife Grace and even his knot-headed cousin Reno and his family
deeply too.  
    But
he’d never loved this way before.   And
for that love to be reciprocated meant everything to him.   He felt it every time he looked into Gemma’s
eyes.   He’d never had the love of a woman
before, not as a child, not as an adult, until he met Gemma Jones.   Until he met the woman who was soon to be, he
thought deliciously as he fucked her, Gemma Gabrini.
    He ultimately
gave her breasts a rest, but her pussy was still all his.   He pulled her into his arms and continued to
massage that pussy, over and over, with such loving strokes.   Until his dick was so full of cum that it had
to release.    And it did.  
    It
was such a powerfully explosive release that it affected them both so
intensely; that they came within moments of the other.   First Sal, and then Gemma.   A cum that was so heartfelt that the feelings
felt endless.
    Sal
held her even tighter in his arms.   This
was paradise.   This was the beautiful,
the magnificent, the calm.  
    He
could only hope that Indiana, and her parents, weren’t going to be the
storm.  

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
    CHAPTER SIX

 
    Sal
and Gemma un-boarded the plane and walked across the tarmac to the waiting vehicle.   One of the flight attendants had their
luggage, which was only one suitcase, and was hurrying behind them.   Sal’s people had arranged for a dealership to
have a car waiting for them, and a car was waiting.   Along with the Salesman, apparently.
    “Mr.
Gabrini, I presume?”
    Sal
studied him.    Yep, a Salesman, he
decided.   “That’s right,” he said.
    “Paul
Grueger, of the Jeff Rogers Dealership, at your service, sir.”   He extended his hand.   Sal shook it.   He waited for Sal to introduce the lady beside him, but Sal didn’t.  
    “I
was told to deliver this wonderful automobile to you for your personal use,”
Paul said, and extended the keypad.
    “Thank-you,”
Sal said, taking the key.   “Have a nice
day.”
    His
reaction surprised the Salesman.   “But. .
. I’ll need to explain all of the features on this excellent automobile, sir.”
    “It’s
a whats-it?” Sal asked, looking at the car.   “It’s a Cadillac, right?   What’s
there to explain?” Sal continued to check out the car as he opened the
passenger door for Gemma.   Gorgeous car,
he thought.
    “Well,
yes, sir,” Paul said, confused that Sal wasn’t as excited as he was.   “It’s a beautiful silver coast metallic
Cadillac ATS, fully loaded with black leather seats, Onstar Navigation, and all
of the bells and whistles you could ever want.”
    Gemma
got in.   Sal closed the door and began
walking around to the driver side door.
    The
Salesman continued.   “There’s ways for
you to program-in any radio station you want to listen to, including SiriusXM,
and you---”
    “The
bells and whistles like you said,” Sal said, opening the driver side door.   The flight attendant placed their luggage in
the trunk, said his goodbyes to Sal and Gemma, and headed back toward the
plane.   Sal looked at the Salesman.   “I’m sure I’ll figure it out,” he said.
    Paul
was perplexed.   “But, sir,” he said with
feeling, “this is a seventy-four thousand dollar car.”
    “Yeah,
so?” The car Sal drove in Seattle was worth twice that.   But he didn’t want to be totally rude.   “Listen, um . . .”
    “Paul,
sir.    Paul Grueger.”
    “Paul,
you did your job.   Good job.   I can take it