He arched hard and slammed the knot into her with a loud howl, the knot suddenly swelling more and creating a seal as he emptied his massive load deep inside her.
With both of them working in the casino as long and as often as they did, when they got days off to be together they made the most of it. They would go out for lunch or sometimes walk the Strip or just stay in depending on how they felt. This time they just stayed inside and Goldie braved the buffet to bring them back a bunch of garbage to eat all day. They watched shitty movies and just cuddled on the couch under one of their blankets.
It was the end of the night, and it was one of Rocco's favorite mobster flics. He loved his cheesey old movies, they were always long winded, but he loved them none the less.
When they opened again, he was in a smokey room - a piano parlor - sitting in the back corner and in perfect view of the stage. Goldie was up there, in one of those sultry little numbers without straps and a long slit up the side. She was singing but he wasn't focused on the words. Oh no. Not with her looking like that.
When her show ended, she left the stage and moved to her dressing room. He didn't see her again until she moved beside him in a short dress and straddled his leg, putting her arms loosely over his shoulders, "Hey, daddy~ enjoy the show~?"