Inherited The Mob Chapter 33

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Chapter 33

The shopping trip took all day. Bobby knew it would be exhausting, but he never knew he’d be suckered into going into every clothing and shoe store in the huge two story downtown mall. Tommy had been persistent and his face lit up the entire place so there was no telling him no. Not when he was taking his role as mate so serious. He had not missed one beat. He’d brought every outfit he thought would look great to Bobby. He told him the ones that fit his style and those that looked awful on him. They agreed on some and others they compromised on. Bobby could tell Tommy longed to help carry the bags, but he knew it was not his place to do so, so he refrained from taking any of them. Bobby even got to order first when they stopped for lunch and once again Tommy remembered that he was supposed to ask if what he wanted to order was okay with his mate. There was so many little ways that mates live that Bobby disliked, but they were the way of life and must be abided by. Tommy even fell into step when they got home and he put all the clothes away. After that, he began to clean the house while Bobby he oriented himself with the rest of the house. 

Bobby came into the living and Tommy was leaned across the wooden table behind the sofa with a dusting rag. Perfect spot. He wrapped his arms around him and kissed the side of his neck.

“You are sexy as hell, baby.”

Bobby tugged them until they were around the table and in front of the sofa and then pushed him face first onto the sofa, rubbing his cock across his jean clad ass. Bobby caressed him until his hand was stroking his cock and then unsnapped his jeans and lowered the zipper so he could shove his hand inside, gripping that throbbing, engorged cock of his. 

Tommy had just released a loud groan and plea for more when some soft spoken woman said, “Uh . . . Excuse me.”

Bobby’s hand yanked his hand from Tommy’s jeans and pressed his head into the base of Tommy’s neck.  “Can I help you?”

“Yes, Sir, there is someone at the door by the name of James. He is asking for Bobby.”

“That is the guy you are hunting, right?”

Fuck. Guards. He’d forgotten they had them and he was giving them a free sex show. Shit. Tommy would kick his ass once he came out of the lust haze. Oh well.

The guards marched out of the room, yanking his cuffs from his side pocket. Him and Tommy followed to watch as they cuffed James and brought him through and to the lower cells that Tony kept for interrogating people who wronged him. Wasn’t sure why he’d keep such a place in his nephew’s house, but . . . He was the leader of a mob.

Bobby had expected more guards to show up and shadow them since James was in residence, but not four of them to encircle them as Tony and Daddy Simon came in.

“You two are not to leave this room until the entire house and grounds are searched.” Tony took hold of Daddy Simon’s hand and they walked away, leaving the guards.