The Lyon Trilogy (31 page)

The Lyon

The barbecue was in full swing
my girl had done a great job if I do say so myself even though I'd been kicked
out of my house early this morning and sent on errands while her and the
sisters did their thing. Seems she'd been taking lessons from mom; send the
guys on errands to keep them from underfoot. Of course I roped in Jared and
some of the others to help out, dad was a lost cause on the weekend so I didn't
even bother. Kat had spent the better part of the night before marinating shit
and making sauces and side dishes. It had looked like a crap load of shit for
one person to do but she swore she was having fun so I stopped stressing it.
Around eleven o'clock at night I tried dragging her off to bed to fuck but she
wasn't having it; said she had a lot more to do before the morning. By the
third try I gave up on trying to entice her to the bedroom and just nailed her
right there in the kitchen. She bitched and moaned about hygiene but what the
fuck, she knows I need my nightly fix or shit was out of~whack. I left her
alone after that just grateful that she didn't ask me to peel or dice anything.

Now the fruits of her labor
were being greatly appreciated by our guests if all the words of praise were
anything to go by. Those who weren't able to make it the week before for our
impromptu engagement party were sure to make it today so the place was freaking
crazy; somebody had even invited the pain in the ass wedding planner Elise. I
guess I better start calling her by her name before I fucked around and called
her pain in the ass to her face. Of course the first opportunity she had she
cornered me with her bullshit.

"You see Colton if all
these people are going to be at the wedding as well as hundreds more according
to Elena then we definitely have to get everything organized pretty soon; it's
only because your parents are who they are that we're even having this
discussion. Most of the appropriate venues are already booked but your family's
name holds a lot of pull and so a lot of these places are willing to work
something out but we must have all our ducks in a row if you know what I
mean."

 I felt like fucking with
her so I did.

"I don't see why we can't
just do something like this; a nice backyard barbecue you see I have enough
room for two three hundred people what more do you need? Get some beer and wine
coolers throw some meat on the pit and we're good to go. We'd have to hire someone
to do the cooking though because I don't think the bride should be doing all
that work on her wedding day unless you think it's cool." I kept my face
serious even after she looked like she would have an epileptic fit. She
couldn't get away from me fast enough after that; I'm sure she was off to
complain to mom about her barbaric son, whatever at least I'd bought myself one
day of peace. Dad, Drake and Cyrus set up a card table on one side of my big as
fuck backyard; probably about to fleece my guys as usual. There was a volley
ball game getting underway on another side and yet more people were sitting
around the picnic tables we'd set up. Kids were running around with balloons
and shit and Stacy was painting faces. Kat had rented some kind of tent like thing
that looked like a castle full of balls for the kids to jump around in. I would
never have thought of that shit this is why the women should be the only ones
dealing with this wedding shit since their minds ran to such things.

"Do you like it
Colt?"

"You did good baby."

I wrapped my arm around her
neck and kissed her head.

"Babe what the fuck is
that thing?"

"What?"

"That shit those kids are
jumping around in it looks like it's going to topple the hell over any
minute."

"That’s how it's made
it's not going to topple over though it just looks that way the bottom’s
sturdy."

"If you say so meanwhile
how about a quickie; no one needs either of us for anything right now; mom and
her gaggle of hens pretty much have the food situation covered what do you say?"

"Geez Colt I just gave
you some like an hour before everyone got here."

"Your point?" I
teased her thigh under the little flirty shorts she wore; another one of her
fuck me outfits that made me want to lock her ass in the house somewhere. The
top she wore played peek-a-boo with her tattoo just barely hinting at its
existence it made me want to strip her bare and fuck the shit out of her
knowing what was hidden there. Without waiting for her answer I took her hand
and headed for the house; I wasn't taking any chances of being interrupted this
time so I locked the backdoor. The pool house and the boathouse both had
bathrooms in case someone needed it. She fussed the whole way up the stairs but
I paid her no mind just stripped those damn shorts down her legs. By the time
she tried to form her next words my mouth was on the pussy and my hand was busy
trying to undo the snaps of my jeans.

"This is going to be
quick." Taking her ankles in both hands I spread her wide and sunk my cock
deep loving that squeal that escaped from behind the hand she'd thrown over
mouth. Everything about her made me crazy; the tattoo surrounding her shaved
pussy, the jewel that adorned her clit piercing, and her belly button ring. I
pulled her top up so I could gaze at her beautiful tits; couldn't leave them
unattended.

"Fuck babe play with your
tits for me." She was only too happy for all complaining to take hold of
her nipples and pluck them making them stand out. Bending her double I pulled
her ass up to meet me as I sucked first one then the other into my mouth making
sure to bite down on her piercings. I felt the answering twinge deep inside her
as she flexed around my pounding cock. When I'd made sure she came at least
three times I offloaded but stayed where I was my forehead resting against hers
as I fought to catch my breath.

"Stop with the fuck me
shorts babe or I'm gonna nail your ass all day and all night."

"Get off me you big
lug."

"Love you too baby."
I kissed her senseless until her stubborn ass kissed me back with equal fire
before climbing off of her and helping her up from the bed and into the
bathroom to clean up. Needless to say she dodged me the rest of the afternoon;
she was always either in a group of women or with the kids that didn't stop me
from carting her ass off a couple more times she kept griping at me but each
time she was there with me the whole way.

By the next morning things
were back to normal, the party had broken up around midnight kids had school
the next day people had work and shit like that. Kat's first foray into the
sisterhood had been a big hit; she was proud as fuck and so was I my woman
could handle her shit and it was good that I won't have to rely on mom for
those kinds of things in the future. I sound like a domesticated fuck.

"Babe get the lead out
we've got work."

"I can't I'm calling out
sick." She buried herself under the covers.

 I felt her forehead and
there was no fever I checked her over, nothing; she looked like she usually did
every morning; bed rumpled and fuck hot. I smacked her on the ass to get her
moving.

"Ouch that's just mean
besides I am too sick I think you broke me last night or this morning or
whenever."

"I wasn't the one doing
Acrobatics babe I think that last wine cooler you had loosened you up a little
I have the sprained dick to prove it."

"Humph, can't I just have
ten minutes more?"

"Sure baby I'll go make
breakfast in the meantime." I left her and headed downstairs; I should
really give her the day off since she'd worked so hard this weekend but the
truth is I'd miss the fuck out of her if I did. I've grown used to having her
there where I could see her, hear her voice all throughout the day. She finally
crawled down the stairs sometime later.

"Babe I made you multi
grain pancakes that ought to give you a little energy boost."

She plopped down at the
breakfast bar and I poured her coffee and juice.

"Did you put the stuff on
your tats?"

"Yes."

"Alright grumpy you think
maybe next time we should let someone else take care of the party planning and
the cooking and shit since it seems to wipe you out?"

"I'm not wiped out; I'm
perfectly fine to take care of the parties."

 I knew that would get
her she took that woman of the house thing serious and the way mom has been
teaching her I knew there was no way she was going to pass the reins off to
someone else.

"Glad to hear it."

Work was work; the guys spent
a lot of time in the shop reliving some of the highlights of the day before.
Vanessa had been officially moved in and welcomed into the crew; that meant she
was off fucking limits to fucktards including her ex. Now that she was one of
ours shit was different. The kids had been enrolled in school already and I
hadn't even been aware that Kat had helped buy stuff for their new apartment. I
guess the sisters had schooled her on how things were done. My bad I hadn't
even thought past the BBQ and shit but it was good to know that she could be on
top of shit like that and the guys noticed it too. Of course I could do without
the teasing about my past flings that weren't as proficient.

Zack, Jared and the others
chose today to approach me about the shit that had gone down in Arizona; we
haven't really discussed it since right after it happened after all what was
there to discuss; but I guess it was too much to expect that it would never
come up again. Jared was the ringleader as usual so he was the one to ask while
the others hung back a little.

"Anything?"

 "The same."

"Your thoughts?"

"We're clear." That
was the extent of that conversation because like I said there wasn't much to be
said.

"What about
Rossetti?"

"Nah that fuck's still
hiding he'll surface sooner or later though and when he does I'll be ready. I
just added a little heat to smoke his ass out; I'm sure his old man is going to
come down on him like a ton of bricks for this one too."

"What did you do?"

"Okay this doesn't leave
here yeah!" I waited for their assurances before continuing on; not that I
didn't trust my guys but they'd understand the seriousness of what I was about
to divulge by me asking for their affirmation.

"So it's a little-known
fact that my grandfather owned forty percent shares in the Rossetti flagship
Enterprise; I'm talking the main deal not an offshoot like the ones I've been
screwing with to get his goat. Anyway I got a couple of the other shareholders
to sell me their shares and let's just say I now own the majority shares in
their family business."

"Fuck bro how'd you pull
that shit off, what the fuck you gonna to do with a company like that?"

 "It was pretty easy
to pull off actually I just did a little digging; one of the people who sold
out to me had gambling debts he didn't want the wife to know about and the
other one got hit hard by bad investments which he might've recovered from if
the recession hadn't hit when it did."

"Yeah but how did your
grandfather come to own so much stock in their business and why didn’t they own
the other sixty?"

"That's easy sometime
back in the sixties their grandfather ran into trouble and mine helped him out
by taking a forty percent cut in the business in lieu of cash. I guess Rossetti
still owned sixty percent at the time but when he died he gave ten percent each
to two former business partners so that left the son with forty percent. I
guess because grandpa never said much about the way they ran things they
thought it was safe and it would've been if him and his sister hadn't fucked
with what's mine."

"So your grandfather's
giving you his forty percent?"

"Already did now I'm
really gonna start fucking with that piece of shit."

"What the fuck you gonna
do with it though bro?"

"Nothing it's Kat's
wedding present."

"Smooth bro real fucking
smooth."

"She doesn't know yet so
don't say anything about it I'm going to lower the boom on the Rossettis
sometime soon but I have to make sure all my shit is straight can't have too
much going on at once. Grimaldi seems to be trying to keep us busy for the next
twenty years or some shit which is good; I knew it would be good for all of us
the old bastard did too that's why he's been dragging his ass all this
time."

"Yeah but now he has the
hots for your woman you better watch out."

I threw a punch at Jared for being
an ass; everyone knew that Grimaldi and I were in the midst of a cold war; the
old fuck thought it was funny to only deal with Kat. At least my baby had a
head for business because she was brokering million dollar deals and getting me
the better end of the deal. The girl had cut her business teeth on a
multimillion dollar deal; it was going to be fun to see what she could do with
the Rossetti business once I passed it off to her. The corporation had a lot of
interests and was worth billions; there was a board that oversaw most
everything but I don't see her being as silent as grandpa had been; she seem to
thrive on that shit me, I like building bikes.