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

where
there was no room left.   And he came
too.   He poured out as he ate her!   And he ate harder and harder as he poured
more and more.   Even Gemma was amazed, as
he ate her until she was almost off of the bed, and he was still cumming.  
    When
he stopped, and looked up, and as the throbbing in his dick continued to
pulsate, he shook his head.   He couldn’t
believe it.   “Sonafabitch!” he said, as
his chest pounded.
    Gemma
was breathing heavily too, as she moved her body back straight onto the
bed.   Her vagina was inflamed from his
oral, and was still contracting.  
    “Sonafabitch,”
he said again.   As if he still couldn’t
believe it.   He’d never cum outside of
her, or anybody else’s vagina, while giving cunnilingus.   Not ever.   But he did this time.
    It
was so startling to Sal, and exhilarating, that it took several more minutes
for him to settle back down.   But he did,
eventually.   And stood up.   
    “I
mean it,” he said, as he started heading for the bathroom, to clean up again.
“Get your ass up.   You represent me now.”
    Gemma
smiled when he said that.   Because she
loved the thought of it.   The idea that
she represented Sal Gabrini now felt like music to her ears.   And she hated the idea that he had to leave
town again, even if it was just for a day and he promised to return
tonight.   It scared her how much she
hated it.

 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
    CHAPTER TEN

 
    Jimmy
Mack Gabrini sat on the sofa beside Valerie, his wife.    They were inside his father’s penthouse
waiting for the rest of the Gabrini family to get there.   They were trying to decide if this family
function would be the perfect time to tell their good news.   They, after all, just found out this
afternoon themselves.   Should they wait?   Was this the right time?
    “Why
wouldn’t it be?”   Jimmy asked after Val
posed that question.   “We’re
married.   We’re legal.   We just found out ourselves.   Why would they object?”
    “Your
father might think it’s too soon,” Valerie said.   She and Jimmy’s father Reno were on decent
terms, but she still feared him.
    “Too
soon?” Jimmy asked.   “But I’s married now ,” he said in a female’s
voice, as he quoted a famous line from The
Color Purple .  
    Valerie
hit him on the side of his ever-expanding bicep.   “Quit playing, boy.   I’m serious!”
    “I’m
serious too.   It’s not too soon.   And if it was, that’ll be for us to say.   Not him.”
    “You
sound like my dad.   I told him you
couldn’t have dinner with him tonight, and you know what he said to me?   He said good, there’s this woman he wanted to
spend time with anyway.   Here I was
feeling bad for him, and he’s already moving on.”
    Jimmy
smiled.   “He told you to come with me
tonight?”
    “Yep.   I told him it was a Gabrini family meeting.
He told me I was a Gabrini now.   Get my
ass over here too.”
    Jimmy
laughed.   “I love your Dad!   He’s always right.”
    The
doorbell rang.   “If you say so,” Valerie
said.
    “I
say so,” he said, and was about to rise to answer the door.   But Trina Gabrini came into the living room
from the back of the penthouse, and headed for the door herself.
    “I’ve
got it,” she said.   “I want you to be the
bartender tonight, Jimmy.”
    “My
life’s ambition,” Jimmy said as he stood on up and headed for the bar in the
back of the room.   “You think of
everything, Ma.”
    “Do
my best,” Trina said as she opened the door.   Then she smiled.   “Guys and Dolls,
come on in!”   Then she realized it was
Tommy Gabrini and his pregnant wife Grace at the door, and Gemma Jones with
them.   “Or should I say Guy and Dolls?”
she added as she looked beyond them.   “Where’s
Sal?”
    “He’s
coming,” Gemma said as she and Grace entered first.   “His plane should land within the hour.”
    “Why
couldn’t he ride the same plane as Tommy and