The Untouchables(20)

That did it.

I thought the term ‘ape shit’ was generally overused, however in this case, Neal really did go ‘ape shit.’ The pliers fell from his hands as he started to beat into the pig’s face.

“NEAL STOP!” Olivia screamed.

But he didn’t. I wasn’t even sure if he could hear anything at this point. He wanted blood.

“Take him outside,” Liam said. It took two of our men and Declan to pull him back.

“I will motherfucking end you!” he yelled, trying his best to break free of their grasp. “You hear me? I will make sure every last person in your fucking family burns!”

“And this is why I wanted to tell everyone after she’d killed them all,” I whispered once he was finally out the door.

“‘They wanted to come along,’” Liam mocked me. “‘I said no, but they didn’t want to listen.’”

I cupped his ass.

“Love, if you wanted me, all you had to do was say so.” He smirked before winking.

Olivia stood still for a moment, looking back at the door before turning back to the half-dead pig. He spit out his teeth, trying his best to open his eyes and breathe.

“I remember you. Harvey’s girl.” He coughed. “Is this revenge? Aren’t you a little late? It’s been years. I doubt any of them remember like I do. Harvey was always a watcher. I could never get that sound out of my head. That cry when I became your first…you never forget your first they say.”

Evelyn moved forward, but Sedric held her back so all she could do was spit on him and unleash a few colorful words that I’d never thought I’d hear Evelyn say.

Even Liam’s hand twitched towards his gun.

“They’re wrong,” was all Olivia said before stabbing the pliers right in his head. She pulled it out only to stab him once more and dropped the pliers. Her hands shook as she stepped back.

That’s one way to do it.

He trembled violently before his body just gave out. Dropping it, she left to go find Neal.

“I don’t care how you take out the trash, just make sure it’s done,” Liam told the men, before leading me to our private car outside, and for a moment, my eyes connected with Olivia’s outside as Neal hugged her.

“You’re welcome,” I mouthed to her before getting in.

When Liam took his seat, I crawled onto his lap and straddled his waist. His stare travelled up my leg, stopping at my breasts before looking at my face.

“Hello, wife,” he whispered, gripping onto my thigh. Kissing him deeply, I felt him harden under me while he pulled me closer to him.

“I love you, you know that, right? I don’t say it often, I’m not good at saying it or showing…”

He cut me off again, flipping me onto the back seat.

“Take the long way home, Sal,” he told the driver as he looked down at me.

“Yes, sir,” he said as he rolled up the partition.

Slowly, Liam unbuttoned my dress, not speaking, just breathing heavily. I tried to get his belt buckle off, but he pushed my hands away.

“Yes, I know you love me,” he whispered, kissing down my chest. “I know you don’t say it often, but I don’t forget that you do, nor do I not feel it, ever. Even when you shoot me.”

I tried to speak, but he flipped me over and smacked my ass. I hated how much I liked it and how wet it made me. Pulling off the rest of my dress, he kissed up my back, rubbing my ass softly before smacking me harder. This time a moan did escape my lips.

I loved it when he got like this.

“My only question is, what brought this on?” he whispered, as he kissed the back of my neck.

“A revelation at confession.” I shivered when he reached under to pinch my nipples.

“Really now?” he kissed my shoulder. “What did the good father tell you?”

The moment I opened my mouth, he smacked my ass again and I bit my lip in order to control myself… it didn’t work.

“Jesus, Liam…” I moaned.

“Yes, I know about Jesus. I’m asking about your revelation.” He kissed my ass cheek.

Licking my lips, I took a deep breath. “I fear losing you.”

His kisses stopped only briefly before they were back at my ear.

“My silly wife, you can’t lose me. Nothing is going to keep me from having your mind, soul and body.” He said the last part as he slapped my ass cheek again.

“I…”

“Shh, love. I’m going to give you something you’re going to need to confess about later. Maybe more than once,” he said, smacking my ass over and over again until I was squirming with pleasure under him.

“Does it hurt, love?” he asked, rubbing my skin.