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Maine was a beautiful state, yet incredibly underrated and under-talked about. Steady summer temperatures and plenty of explorable nature escapades brought millions of tourists each June, July and August. The ocean and mountains were within mere miles of each other with restaurants serving fresh seafood and homemade desserts in between. It was the way life should be, and not just because that was their state motto.

Growing up in the southern part of the state though, was nothing special when a person reflected on it. Or at least Y/N thought so. She’d spent most days of the summer locked inside of her home while her parents were at work, and was only ever able to enjoy the beach or nearby mountains when her friend’s family would take her. So, it felt incredibly disconcerting when Silvio’s slick black Cadillac rolled into her driveway, despite the overwhelming joy she felt at the sight of him in the driver’s seat.

Luckily, she’d timed the pickup right so her mother wasn’t home when the Dante’s arrived. When she opened the door, Sil was leaning into the side of the car and Heather was getting out. She had a smile across her face, and wore a set of blackwash overalls and a colorful t-shirt. “Coppola!”

Y/N grinned at the sound of his voice, and shoved the door shut behind her. She fastened her duffle bag over her shoulder and clung to the top of her backpack as she approached the vehicle. Heather embraced her and grabbed her backpack.

“Hey, long time no see,” she grinned, squeezing her friend’s shoulder. Y/N nodded and slipped her tongue across her lips. “How’ve you been?”

“Uh, doesn’t matter. I’m good now,” Y/N answered, nodding slightly. Heather slowly nodded and turned back towards her door, getting into the car. She rested the bag in the middle seat while Y/N went around the other side. “Hey, Sil.”

“Y/N,” he murmured, casually hugging her from the side, knowing better than to do what he actually wanted. She caught a sneaky smirk on his lips and restrained herself from playfully smacking his arm. He got into the driver’s seat and she got in behind him. 

Gabriella turned around in her seat and offered Y/N a smile. “How are you honey? And I have to say, the few minutes we’ve been driving through here… you can tell just how beautiful this state is!”

“I’m good, and, uh, yeah,” she nodded, smiling as genuinely as she could. She cleared her throat. “Sebago is unreal. I can’t wait ‘til you guys see it. I think it’s gonna be a really nice trip. Tony picked a very, very good spot.”

“Yeah? It’s not too touristy I hope,” Gabriella asked, her elbows leaning into the partition between herself and her husband. Y/N shook her head and leaned her back into the seat completely as Sil pulled off of her street and towards the road leading to I-95. “How were your first two months of break?”

Heather inhaled deeply, her eyes fluttering shut, as if she was embarrassed by her mother’s question. Y/N could see Sil roll his eyes in the rearview. She cleared her throat. “Fine. I did a deep clean of Heather and I’s dorm, and I’ve really just been relaxing and writing for the rest of the time.”

Gabi nodded and turned her eyes forward again. Y/N settled into the side of the car door, her forehead pressed into the window. She draped her arms around her waist and watched the other vehicles speeding by as they got onto the highway. It wasn’t a particularly long drive, but it was long enough for the silence to be awkward for the entire ride.

Upon arriving in Sebago, Gabriella and Silvio became more talkative, mumbling about the locals who rode on their bikes, way too close to the road, and the shack-like restaurants and gas stations. It was quirky and quaint, nothing that either of them were used to. Heather’s arm hung out the window and Y/N leaned forward, between the two front seats. She watched where Sil drove to, taking in the sights of beautifully crafted lake houses, lining the sides of the streets. Some were hidden by tall oak trees and trimmed hedges. Between some, the sandy bay and dark blue lake was visible.

The car started to slow down when approaching a large, wood sided cabin-esque home. It had a windy dirt driveway and luscious green grass leading up to the large porch steps. He pulled in and parked on the side of the drive, so other guests could make their way further up. A number of cars were already there, and a couple of people lingered on the front lawn.

“Heath, is that your little boyfriend?” Sil questioned, gesturing his hand towards the blonde boy speaking to Meadow and her younger brother. Y/N glanced at her friend, seeing her face fill with a blush. A smirk pulled onto her dad’s face and he got out of the car, slamming the door behind him. He pulled Y/N’s door open for her and took the bags she handed him, hoisting them over his shoulder. He went around to the trunk, starting to pull out the rest of the luggage. “Alright, uh, so, I know I’m stayin’ in this house. Gab, you’re stayin’ next door, with Carm and Ro, and all of them. Y/N, Heather, I’m not entirely sure.”

“Alright. I’ll talk to Carmela and see what she says,” Gabriella murmured, barely looking at her husband when taking her bags from the trunk. She started across the lawn, to the smaller, dark green sided house where the wives were congregating.

Y/N trailed after Silvio and Heather, who were making their way to Connor. She watched amusedly as he engulfed his girlfriend in a big hug before quickly stepping aside to hold his hand out to Sil. “Connor Phillips. It’s really great to finally meet you, Mr. Dante.”

“Yeah, you too, Con,” he smirked, shaking his hand with a little too tight of a grip. The younger man gulped uncomfortably and tucked his hand into his pocket once it was released. “AJ, Med, where’re you two stayin’?”

“We’re staying over there. Same with Heather, Connor, AJ’s friend Danny, Jackie Jr and Kelli, the Bonpensiero boys. Uh, Allegra and Y/N are staying with you guys, I think,” Meadow responded, nodding in a civil manner towards Y/N. She pursed her lips and merely nodded, unsure why she wasn’t included in what seemed to be the ‘kids’ house, but she didn’t mind. “Ginny was gushing over Y/N to my dad, and he figured that since there’s only a few bedrooms in the third house, her and Allegra could room in the first one.”

“Alright, well uh, Y/N, why don’t we find you a room and then you guys can meet up on the beach later, or whatever,” Sil suggested, his shoulders shrugging a bit as he started up the porch steps. Heather watched Y/N nervously, hoping she wasn’t offended by already being excluded.

“Are you alright with that?” she asked quietly, her hand resting on her friend’s arm before she could follow Sil. Y/N looked back at her and nodded. “Okay. Come to our house once you’re settled in, and we can all go explore or something.”

“Sounds good.”

She did not care, at all . In her mind, the situation was ideal. No Gab or Heather, every single night. The screen door clapped closed behind them, and Sil shot her a knowing glance. He cleared his throat. “Anybody inside?”

“Yeah, upstairs. Sil?” Tony called back, and footsteps followed his echoing voice. His head poked out from the top of the stairs, and a grin spread across his lips. “Ho, Scorsese!”

Y/N smirked and rolled her eyes, shaking her head slightly. “Thanks for letting me join you guys on vacation this year. It’s appreciated.”

“Oh, don’t thank me. This guy was pullin’ my leg about it, for like, a week straight. My best friend, what a stand up guy,” Tony smiled, coming down the stairs. He approached Sil first and hugged him, before giving Y/N a kiss on the cheek. “Pick any room you want, both of ya. I’m at the end of the hall, on the right. Nobody else sleeping in our house has shown up yet, so Sil, I’d grab the big room on the left side if you’re smart. I’m making Patsy stay in Donna’s room so there’s a place for Paulie. He wouldn’t stop bitchin’ when I said he’d have to stay with the wives if he wanted to come. There was an extra room there, for Christ's sake. Ginny’s stayin’ here with John, and I wasn’t gonna make John stay over there. At least he’s kickin’ up some cash for this trip. Ah, my rantin’ ass. I’m gonna go and grab AJ, get the Stugots on the water.”

“Sounds good, T. I’ll be out in a bit, maybe we can take a spin around the lake,” Silvio answered. Y/N had been watching him throughout the whole conversation, observing his manner in which he showed that he was listening. The head bobbing, the occasional mutter of annoyance or excitement. It was entertaining. Tony clapped his shoulder and left the pair alone in the loft. Sil started up the stairs and she followed him, biting her lip. “We got lucky, hm?”

“So fucking lucky,” Y/N grinned, already stepping closer to him as they made their way to the top of the stairs. She could see a wide smile on his face as he led her down the left side of the hallway. He tugged the door open and stepped inside, and she slipped in after him. He quickly shut the door and dropped the bags, grabbing her waist and pulling her close. Her arms snaked around his neck, and Sil wasted no time in dipping his head down and pressing his lips to hers. “Mmph, Sil, I missed you so much.”

“Oh, I missed you too, baby,” he murmured against her lips, his hand drifting down to the mound of her ass, grasping it tightly in his hand. She whined and dug her fingers into the ends of his soft hair. “Fuck, what I’d give to fuck you right this second.”

Silvio pulled away and kissed along her cheek, and down her neck, inhaling her scent, hard. Her front pressed up against his, and he sighed softly. The sexual moment simmered into a softer one. They hugged one another in a comfortable, tight hold. She buried her face into his shoulder and smiled, feeling him rocking from foot to foot. “I love you, so, so much.”

“I love you too, beautiful. God, I wish it were just the two of us on the way up here. How about you come on the boat with us? So we can talk, catch up a little. I know it’s not ideal, but uh, it’s time together. We won’t be able to be alone ‘til tonight,” Sil mumbled, his voice just above her ear. He felt her nod, and he squeezed her once more before letting her go. “Let’s put your stuff in your room. I’m bettin’ Chrissy and Aid will be showin’ up soon.”

“Okay,” she huffed, letting her hands slide down his chest. Y/N looked him over, smiling to herself. He cocked a brow and tilted his head, silently asking what she was smiling for. “I like your outfit. It’s cute.”

Sil wore a mustard yellow, short sleeve button up shirt, half undone. A white tank was underneath it, and his St. Christopher pendant was prominent against his tanned, hairy chest. Some black dress pants were fastened together with a leather belt, and he had his usual, tied up Oxfords on.

“Thanks, sweetheart,” he murmured, reaching for her bags. He pulled them over his arms and grabbed her hand, smiling as he opened the door and led her to the nearest bedroom to his. She nudged it open and looked around. It was similar to Sil’s, just smaller. A nice, carved dresser and matching bed frame. A king sized mattress, draped in a flannel bed covering was pressed up against the wall of the front of the house, beside a large window looking out at the driveway. A walk-in bathroom was fixed into the room, opposite the wall that she shared with Silvio. “Mm, as nice as this is, I’ll be fucking your brains out in my room this summer, alright?”

Y/N laughed and nudged his shoulder, before tossing her bag onto her bed. Just when she was turning back to face him, looking for another kiss, a car pulled up the dirt driveway. Sil heaved a sigh and looked over her shoulder, watching Chris’ SUV roll in. “Chris?”

“Yeah.”

She grumbled and stepped closer to him. Her chin rested on his chest, and he snaked an arm around her waist. A smile played on his lips, and his fingers trailed on her side. “I’ll come to your room at 10 tonight?”

“Mhm,” Silvio hummed, slowly leaning down and brushing his lips over her own. “I’ll try and find you before we go out on the boat. If I can’t find you, I’ll see you at dinner time, alright?”

“Alright. Do you know when Ginny and Johnny are going to get here?” Y/N asked. Sil shrugged and gently pulled her towards the door. They stepped into the hallway together and parted from each other, hearing steps coming up the stairs.

“If I had to guess, in the next hour. Johnny doesn’t like being last to a party,” Silvio told her, and pulled his eyes away to fall on Chris and Aid. “Chrissy! Adriana! Look at these two models, huh?”

The couple spun around and grinned, approaching Y/N and Sil. The women embraced while the men patted each other on the back. “It’s so good to see you again, sweetie! We didn’t know you were comin’!”

“Yeah, uh, this guy pulled some strings,” Y/N smirked, glancing at Sil. Chris chuckled and nodded a bit. “I brought some of my writing this time, though.”

“No shit. That’s good to know. We’ll both wanna read that sometime this week,” Christopher told her, starting to back pedal towards the bedroom in the center of the hall, the door facing the stairs. “Yo, Sil, are we goin’ out on the water?”

“Once T’s got it set up, yeah. I’m gonna go check on him now. Y/N’s probably gonna join us, unless she runs off to smoke pot with my daughter,” Silvio muttered, sending her a teasing glance before slipping by the three of them and down the stairs without another word. She grinned and looked between Chris and Adriana.

“I’ll see you guys later?” Y/N asked, starting off towards the stairs. They both nodded, so she made her way down to the loft. Sil had already gone outside, leaving her to make her way over to the ‘kids’ house. Two boys, one around her age and the other around just slightly older, stood on the lawn, throwing a football. She approached and cleared her throat. “Uh, is Heather around?”

The older one glanced back, holding the football against his bare chest. His eyes roamed over her frame, and inwardly, she scowled. “Yeah. Out at the beach. I’m Kevin, that’s Matt.”

“Y/N,” she nodded, and they both smiled before returning to passing the ball. She released a breath and made her way down the somewhat rocky and tree branch laden path. It feathered out onto a sandy bay, where Meadow, Heather, Connor, and another guy were all laid out on colorful towels. They all donned swimsuits, and a big cooler sat in the sand behind them. She approached them slowly, her hands shoved into her pockets. “Hey.”

Heather looked up and smiled a bit. “Hey. Did you bring your towel out? We’re gonna tan for a while and maybe get in the water.”

“Uh, I think I’m gonna go out on the boat,” Y/N told her, nodding slightly. Her friend’s brows furrowed and she pursed her lips. “What?”

“Nothing. I didn’t really take you for a fan of boating honestly,” she responded, shrugging her shoulders. She cleared her throat and looked over at the guy laying beside Meadow. “Jackie, this is Y/N, she’s my roommate at Holy Cross. Y/N, that’s Jackie. He’s Rosalie’s son. His sister’s gonna be joining us out here soon.”

The dark haired kid waved in her direction but didn’t bother looking up. Y/N withheld a smirk and merely nodded before backing up towards the trail again. “I’ll catch you later, Heather.”

She started back the way she came, and re-entered her house’s yard as a black BMW rolled up the driveway. She could see through the windows that it was the Sacrimoni’s. Once the car was put in park, the driver’s side door swung open and John stepped out with a cigarette hanging from his lips. He wore a black, cotton button up polo shirt and matching dress pants. A smile spread across his face and he nodded in Y/N’s direction. “How you doin’ honey?”

“I’m good, it’s nice to see you again,” she grinned, starting to stray towards the passenger side, where Ginny pulled herself out of. “Ginny!”

“Y/N, sweetheart,” Mrs. Sacrimoni smiled widely while approaching her swiftly. They embraced one another, swaying from left to right for a moment. “Oh, I’m so glad you were able to make it. We’re going to have such a great time. Oh, oh, this is my daughter, Allegra.”

The woman stepped aside to reveal another woman, a handful of years older than Y/N. She had long, dark brown hair and smoky green eyes. Her smile reflected that of her father’s. “It’s nice to finally meet you! It’s too bad we never got the chance back in the winter.”

“It’s nice to meet you too! Yeah, I had to head back to Mass a bit early, but I’m planning to stay here all month,” Y/N grinned. They hesitantly embraced, and she cleared her throat before nodding towards the house. “Want me to show you inside? Give you guys the lay of the land a bit?”

“Yeah, that’d be great honey,” Ginny smiled, and the Sacrimoni’s followed Y/N inside. She guided them up the stairs and into the hallway, gesturing to the rooms that weren’t taken.

“Sil’s on this end, Tony’s on the other. I’m next to Sil, and Christopher and Adriana are there,” she explained, starting to back up towards her bedroom. John and Ginny thanked her before deciding on a room near Tony’s, while Allegra strayed to the one beside Y/N’s. “I’m grabbing a bag to take out on the boat. Do you want to come out with us?”

“Eh, probably not. I’m not great on boats. My dad would want to though,” Allegra smirked, opening her bedroom door. “My mom and I will probably catch up with Carmela, Ro, Gab and all of them.”

“Got it. Well, I’ll see you later then.”

Y/N entered her own bedroom and dug through one of her bags, pulling out a tote she’d shoved towards the bottom of the duffle. She put a sweater and one of her bathing suits into the tote, along with a bottle of ibuprofen. She pulled on her Red Sox cap, so her hair wouldn’t get too tangled in the wind. Outside of her window, she could hear Sil shouting over the lawn at the boys who were tossing the football back and forth, and from the sound of it, he was teasing them a bit.

Footsteps made their way across the porch and inside, followed by his voice again. “Y/N! We’re headin’ out on the boat in 10 minutes!”

Y/N slid her feet into her pair of Birkenstocks and made her way out of her room. John had poked his head into the hallway. “You guys are goin’ out on the lake? Got room for one more?”

“I’m sure of it,” she nodded, and he grinned. He ducked back into his room for a moment, before following her out and down the stairs. Silvio and John greeted each other, before taking the lead in bringing Y/N outside. Sil occasionally looked back at her, his eyes filled with that familiar look he often gave her.

When they reached the dock, Tony, Chris and Adriana were all out on the boat, lounging over the seats, evidently waiting for them. AJ and his friend were out on the bow, sipping on cans of soda and listening to music that came from the two massive speakers hanging from the top of the yacht. John got on first, followed by Sil, who held his hand out to Y/N. She took it and he helped her on, his arm briefly sliding around her waist before reluctantly letting go. 

They shared a smirk as they parted ways, and she ambled towards an empty leather seat, crashing down into it comfortably. Sil took a spot that left an empty seat between the both of them, and he draped his arms over the back rail of the boat. John and Tony made their way up the steps and into the upper part of the vessel, where the steering wheel and engine were located. 

“Let’s get this show on the road,” Tony hollered from above, and all of a sudden, the engine kicked on and the boat jolted forward, making both AJ and his friend tumble forward. “Watch out down there.”

Y/N sat up a bit and looked over the edge, watching the shore grow further and further away and the water behind them become vaster and vaster. She released a gentle sigh and turned back, finding Christopher popping open a large cooler. He tossed Sil a beer and handed one to Adriana before glancing at Y/N. He cocked a brow, and she nodded. She took the extended drink from his hand and thanked him before sinking back into her spot.

“So, did you drive up here yourself?” Adriana asked, cracking open the top of her beer and raising it to her lips.

“No, uh, Sil and all of them picked me up on the way. I live an hour and a half or so south,” Y/N explained, nodding slightly. Her leg started to gently bounce, and her fingers curled into the hem of her top, rubbing it anxiously. “My mother doesn’t trust me to drive on the highway, so…”

“The highway’s like, the easiest drivin’,” Adriana smirked, tilting her head. Y/N nodded and smiled weakly as her fingers dug circles into her upper thigh. “Well, at least you’re here, right? It’s kinda cool to have someone on one of these trips who knows where we are, right Chrissy?”

“Yeah, definitely. I heard that, like, Maine’s got the nicest mountains and shit like that. Underrated, right?” Chris asked, and she nodded, pointing across the lake and behind where the couple sat. They glanced back and could see the shadowy form of a mountain passing in the distance. “What’s that one?”

“Tumbledown. We could go sometime this month, if you guys want. Whether you wanna hike or drive up, we could see the sunset or sunrise,” Y/N answered, and Sil glanced at her, giving a knowing look. It was romantic as hell, and he wanted to go with her, alone . Her lips pulled at a smile to indicate that she knew what he was thinking. “There’s closer trails though that are fun for hiking. I usually like to go in the morning. Go for a swim afterwards. I don’t know what you guys are into though, but there’s a lot of activities I can find for us to do.”

“Paulie and I wanted to find some horseshoe tournaments. He was tellin’ me it’s a popular game that people play campin’,” Chris told her, and Y/N grinned slightly. “What?”

“There’s a campground maybe 10 minutes up the road. They have horseshoe tournaments every Saturday. I’ll come with you guys,” she explained, still smirking. “Is there any chance you’re planning to bet on these tournaments?”

Christopher shrugged and sipped his beer, a certain look gracing his face. Sil chuckled and shook his head, nodding at Y/N. “You think so lowly of our dear Chrissy, hun.”

“Well, I was just asking. These guys who play in this sort of tournament are not professionals,” she smirked, taking a swig of her bottle and setting it between her thighs. “They’re a bunch of drunk, out of shape fathers.”

“We could get you in there then, Sil,” Chris taunted, his thick eyebrows flaring up on his forehead. Sil flicked the cap of his beer bottle at him, hitting his side painfully. “Bastard. Anyway, even if they suck, it’ll still be fun. Besides, Paulie sucks at gamblin’ against me. Do we have to pay anything to get in?”

“Maybe 10 bucks,” she responded, and he grinned, nodding his head a bit. “Adriana and I can have a beach day while you go suck Paulie’s pocket’s dry.”

Adriana leaned forward and clinked her bottle to Y/N’s before sinking back into her spot and shrugging off her sweater. AJ and Danny had gotten louder over the course of the conversation, so Y/N glanced over, seeing both teenager’s taking off their t-shirts. One of them climbed onto the seats against the edge of the boat and looked back up at Tony. Somehow, they managed to convince him to stop the boat in the near dead center of the lake.

“I hope they can swim,” Chris muttered, slowly getting up to wander over to them. He leaned into the center part of the boat and watched AJ clumsily step up onto the thin edge. He wavered there for a moment, while silence filled the vessel. Sil had taken advantage of the distraction and moved closer to his girl, his arm casually resting against her upper back. She smirked to herself and leaned her side into his chest, but she kept her eyes on the two teenagers who had seemingly changed their mind. “Oh come on. Just a little bit of water.”

Chris reached forward and pushed the middle of AJ’s back, coaxing him to scream and jump forward. Before he could do the same to Danny, the redhead dove forward, and the ripples caused by his friend grew bigger. 

“Good job, Christopher,” Tony shouted from the top. Y/N could hear John snickering. “Any of you want to jump in before we keep goin’?”

Everyone shook their heads no as the two boys scrambled back onto the boat, shivering and hugging themselves around their middles. “I liked your flop thing, Anthony.”

Y/N laughed softly at Adriana’s insult, and the fourteen year old shot her the finger while making his way to where he was before. The boat roared to life again, and continued jutting along the smooth lake. Sil remained close to Y/N, his fingers touching the nape of her neck. Some gentle silence filtered between the four people for the rest of the ride, until they came to a stop in a cove-like area. There was a small bay, surrounded by jagged, dark gray and black rocks. Algae clung to the edges, and schools of tiny fish darted between them.

Tony and John came down from the top and sat on the remaining seats. Y/N and Silvio had parted from one another by then, and she now sat beside Adriana, who was trying to convince her to put her bathing suit on and get in the water with her. “I don’t know. We’re probably gonna be heading back in an hour, it’ll be freezing for the whole ride.”

“So what? I see you’ve got a jacket in there,” she grinned, nodding at her tote. Y/N huffed and sent her a playful glare, which she giggled at. “Come on, let’s go in there, get you changed, and enjoy this beautiful little hidey hole. Come onnnnn.”

Adriana had stood up and grabbed Y/N’s hands. The younger girl sighed playfully and stood up with her, letting her lead her into the cabin. Once the door was shut, she pulled out her bathing suit and glanced at Aid, who went over to the minibar. She pulled out a soda.

“You want one? He’s got pretty much any kind you can think of,” she asked her, a smile on her face. Y/N felt incredibly safe in the moment, glad that she was able to have another comfortable connection on this trip aside from Sil and the Sacrimoni’s. 

“Sure. I’ll have a Sprite,” she answered, slowly taking off her t-shirt. She faced away from the bar when undoing her bra and putting her swimming top on. She adjusted it until she was comfortable, and glanced back. Adriana was looking at her Motorola screen, not at Y/N. The girl quickly dropped her bottoms and replaced them with the bikini underwear in her bag. “I’m all set.”

Y/N looked back and found Adriana closing her phone screen and slipping it into her own bag, a smile on her face. “I was, uh, also gonna say, not out there of course… Sil seemed perfectly comfortable with warming you back up.”

A blush had never filled Y/N’s face so fast. She choked on her spit, cleared her throat and shook her head slightly, making Adriana laugh. “I-”

“-I’m kidding. He was just lookin’ out for you, I think. You were leaning far over that railing, it looked like,” Aid grinned, and relief poured over Y/N. “Alright, come on. Let’s take a dip before those assholes want to head back to the house.”

They left the cabin and set their bags beside Chris. Y/N could feel Silvio’s eyes on her, but did not indulge his gaze, not wanting to draw any attention. He didn’t mind. He knew his stare was accepted, unlike anyone else’s. The girls got off of the boat and eased into the warm water and soft sand floor of the lake. 

“Aid, how is it?” Chris called, standing up on the dock and pulling his shirt up and over his head.

“It’s nice. Not too cold,” she called back, and Y/N guided her around the side of the boat, to a somewhat deeper spot so they could sink most of their bodies into the water while comfortably remaining on their two feet. The boat creaked and Christopher got into the lake too, making his way over to them but veering off to where a large rock protruded from the shore. He climbed up onto it and sat on the edge, allowing his feet to dangle just beneath the surface. “You should jump in off of that. It gets better when your whole body’s wet.”

“AJ, Danny, you two should get back in. It’s warmer since we’re much closer to the shore,” Y/N shouted towards their side of the boat, but no response was given. Her and Adriana exchanged a laugh and looked over to find Chris standing up on the rock. He backtracked before sprinting forward. He jumped into the lake with a big, loud splash. The boat rocked somewhat and Sil and Tony were hollering from their seats. He swam over to Adriana, attempting to pull her under in a teasing manner. Y/N looked on with an inkling of jealousy, half wishing she could enjoy Sil in the same way that those two enjoyed each other. She cleared her throat and made her way up to the edge of the vessel, leaning up against it. “Sil, can you hand me my beer?”

He quickly stood up and brought her bottle to the edge. He leaned into the rail with both arms and shot her a loving smile while handing it over. She smiled back and took a sip before returning it to his outwardly extended hand. “You havin’ a good time?”

“Yeah,” Y/N murmured, feeling his fingertips brush against her own. She glanced back at Aid and Chris, seeing them engulfed in an uncomfortable kissing situation. She heaved a quiet sigh and looked back at Silvio, who was rolling his eyes at the sight. “What’s next when we get back?”

“Breakin’ out the grills, probably. Big dinner, campfire, all that shit. I think I might, y’know, take a shower after dinner.” Sil had lowered his voice and given her a knowing look, sensing that she was feeling somewhat needy and unwilling to wait until later to have him. He watched a smile formulate on her lips, and he smirked. “You liked that idea, hm?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” she murmured, pushing off the edge of the boat while wiggling her brows at him. He grinned and shook his head before turning back towards Tony and John. Y/N cleared her throat and returned to Chris and Adriana, who had finally stopped sucking each other’s tongues. “So, does everyone always eat dinner together on these trips? Like every night?”

“Fuck no,” Christopher smirked, his arms fastened around his girlfriend’s waist. “First and last night, and Junior’s birthday. That’s it.”

“Junior’s actually comin’ this year? House arrest and all?” Adriana asked, glancing back up at Chris, who nodded. She looked towards Y/N. “You’ll get a kick out of him. Tony’s uncle. He must be stayin’ in our house then. That also means the Baccalieri’s.”

“Bobby and Karen, right?” Y/N asked, and Adriana heaved a deep sigh. Chris pursed his lips and shook his head. “What?”

“Karen passed away a couple months ago. Real tragic accident,” he responded, looking away awkwardly. He squeezed his hand on Aid’s waist, pulling her closer. “Bobby in grief mode mixed with Junior isn’t the prettiest sight, so… I’d try to avoid them.”

Y/N nodded and floated onto her back for a moment, letting her hair get wet. “Thanks for the advice.”

Another hour passed, and everyone had returned to the boat. Y/N laid a thick towel across her seat and sunk back into it, her head reclined into a soft cushion close to Sil. He was sipping from bottled water, and sat with his legs spread a bit so his knee could rest against her pillow. AJ and Danny had come over and were sitting by Chris, asking him random shit that made Adriana erupt in fits of laughter every few minutes. 

The boat docked back up around 5 in the evening. Heather, Connor, Meadow and Jackie were all standing on the shore, wrapped in towels. A girl who looked a lot like Jackie was taking photos of them with an expensive 35mm camera, one Y/N only dreamed of having someday. One by one, they got off of the boat, Sil and Y/N taking up the rear of the group. His hand lingered on her lower back when it could, straying down to tease her once or twice. 

“Alright, uh, Sil, we’ll pull out the two grills from the SUV. I’ve got burgers, dogs, links, all in the fridge of our house. Grab Paulie and Patsy.” Tony turned back as Silvio dropped his arm from behind Y/N’s back. “Chris, grab some of those delinquents and set up the picnic tables.”

Both guys nodded, and broke away from the group with their boss. Adriana, AJ and Danny had gotten off of the dock and approached the other teens, leaving Y/N and John to walk back together. She awkwardly held her hands in front of her waist, looking around nervously. She heard the flick of a lighter, and looked over to see him holding a cigarette to his lips. They stepped off of the wooden steps and onto the bay, making their way over to the trail leading to the houses.

“You have a good second semester at school?” John asked, glancing down at her. A small puff of smoke left his lips.

Y/N shrugged and smiled slightly. “It was what it was. I’m glad it’s over, honestly.”

John chuckled and took a long inhale of his cig before dropping it to the ground and pressing the tip of his expensive shoe to it. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at her again. “College improves with each year. I’ll tell you that.”

“That’s what I hear. More choices, I guess,” Y/N said, shooting him a grateful smile for his attempt at friendliness. As they neared the lawn, a large group of the women were scattered on camping chairs. Ginny sat in a dark blue one, and Allegra was on a blanket spread out beside her. Instead of joining them, she veered towards the porch and started inside, wanting to change. As she stepped up the stairs, the sound of footsteps behind her took her attention. She looked over her shoulder, finding Sil leaning into the wall, holding a stack of three plates and two sets of tongs. “Oh, hi Mr. Dante.”

He raised his brows and smirked slightly, cocking his head to the side. “Where you goin’, pretty girl?”

“To change out of these little things,” she murmured, snapping the strap of her bikini bra and the side of her bottoms. He pursed his lips and dragged his tongue between them. “What was that look?”

“The look of a man who wants to peel them off of you.”

Y/N’s face heated up and she struggled to withhold a sheepish grin. Silvio hummed a bit and sighed, glancing at the door. “It’s too bad you can’t, hm?”

“Yeah, yeah, really too bad. Maybe before we shower tonight, I can take something else off of you,” he mumbled, slowly pushing off the wall and stepping up two stairs, now standing taller than her. He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers, “there’s somethin’ for you on your bed. I’ll see you in a bit.”

“Thank you,” Y/N whispered, before stealing a kiss back. Sil toyingly grimaced, before heading back down the steps and out the front door without another word. She grinned blissfully, and made her way up to the second floor. She couldn’t get into her bedroom fast enough. A sleek, thin black box sat on top of her comforter, tied together with a dark red little bow. She flicked the lock and approached her bed, slowly letting her tote drift to the floor. Her fingers pulled on the material, undoing it and tossing it aside. The box flipped open, and she uttered a soft gasp. “Sil…”

In the mirror, Y/N looked herself over. The newest set of lingerie he bought her was a light, violet purple that fit her better than most things she owned. It was soft and lacy, and snugly hugged her hips and breasts. Translucent floral patterns were prominent against the purple, pairing with the color of her skin nicely. After checking herself out for far too long, Y/N approached her bags and dug out a soft, black button up shirt. She left the top two buttons undone, just enough to not be able to see the sexy lingerie she wore beneath it. She tugged on some high waisted jeans and tied on a pair of Chuck Taylors.

When Y/N finally made her way back outside, everyone had gathered on the lawn of the wives’ house, two grills in the center of the crowd, with multiple picnic tables surrounding. She slipped in beside Allegra, who nursed a red Solo Cup of lemonade. John and Tony were flipping burgers at one grill, while Sil and Paulie turned hot dogs and links on the other. An older man stood across from Silvio, and Y/N figured that it was Junior, the man Chris had advised her to avoid. But from the way that Sil was laughing in the moment, his words of wisdom were quickly forgotten. She strayed from Allegra and approached the three older men, hearing their chuckles quiet down as they realized her presence.

“How you doin’ hun?” Paulie asked, nodding in her direction. He looked over at Junior, who turned his attention towards the stranger. “Uh, Corrado, this is Y/N. Sil’s daughter’s friend.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” Y/N smiled, holding her hand out. The old man cleared his throat, nodded once, and passed by her. She let her hand flimsily fall to her side, and she glanced at Sil, who shook his head in annoyance. “Was that me, or…?”

“Not you, sweetheart,” Silvio murmured, shrugging his shoulders and rolling his head. Paulie heaved a sigh and turned one of the charring dogs. “He’s not a friendly guy. Don’t take it to heart.”

The man beside him nodded. “Yeah, he’s just an old prick. No need to worry about him.”

She nodded awkwardly and shoved her hands into her pockets. Sil watched her in his periphery, biting the corner of his lip. Just as he was going to soak in her side profile, the sound of his wife’s voice tore him out of it. “You sure you two aren’t burning all of our food?”

“Very funny Gab,” Paulie huffed playfully, waving the tongs in her direction. Y/N swallowed nervously and strayed away from the grill, much to Sil’s displeasure. His gaze followed her until she sat down beside his daughter at one of the tables. “Oh! Asshole, these are really startin’ to burn. Hand me the plate.”

Silvio shook his head and cleared his throat, quickly grabbing it and handing it off to him. They carried the platters of food to the center table, where mounds of other food were ready to be eaten. Y/N remained seated at her spot, watching several others get up to go grab a plate. Heather looked over at her.

“How was the boat?”

“It was nice,” she answered, nodding a bit. “Did anyone bring a canoe or kayaks up?”

“Probably not. The only person that I could think of who’d own one would be Tony, and usually when we do these trips, it’s only ever his big boat. You could always ask,” Heather shrugged. She looked up at Connor, who returned with enough food for the two of them. “Thanks.”

Y/N withheld a scowl as they kissed, growing less and less comfortable with the amount of PDA she’d seen today. All she wanted was for her and Sil to have the same luxury, but the sheer knowledge that it would never happen, dampened her mood heavily. Meadow and Jackie sat down across from them, followed by Kelli.

As she looked around, Y/N could tell that this trip was going to be incredibly cliquey. The men all tried to squeeze into one picnic table, and failed miserably. Those who couldn’t fit on the benches dragged the camping chairs from earlier to surround the empty spaces between. Adriana, Allegra and Ginny also sat with the men, while the other wives filled up a separate picnic table. Her eyes lingered on Sil, who was wedged between Patsy and Chris. He looked uncomfortable and picked at his plate, clearly displaying his inner claustrophobia. His eyes darted in her direction, and a weak smile found his face when they made eye contact. She smiled back and shyly looked away, not wanting to draw too much attention to either of them.

After finally eating a little bit of the overly cooked meat and some slightly warm fruit salad, Y/N excused herself. She heard one of the kids at her table call after her about a campfire once the sun set, but she didn’t respond. The screen door clapped shut behind her, and the stairs squeaked as she rushed up them. Instead of going to her room, she entered Sil’s and kicked off her shoes and socks. She approached the window and discreetly looked out, seeing him throwing his plate away. He made his way over to Tony, mumbled something to him, nodded, and started up towards the house. Y/N grinned and took a seat on the edge of his bed, unbuttoning a few more buttons on her shirt. His footsteps neared closer and closer, before the door swung open. A grin instantly found his face, and he slammed it shut behind him. Sil practically pounced on Y/N, kneeling between her legs and cupping her cheeks. They engulfed one another in a heated, rough kiss, rocking forwards and back slightly as their tongues pressed through each other’s lips.

“Fuck me,” she exhaled, and he uttered a soft groan while feeling her hands slide over his chest and down to his belt. “Please, Sil… fuck me.”

“Patience, baby, c’mon,” he mumbled, his shoulders pinning back a bit when her hand ran over his bulge. She giggled into his lips, palming him fervently. Sil moaned, and rutted his hips forward just a bit, never able to resist her touch. One of his hands strayed into her hair, and the other fell to her waist, pulling her closer to him. “I was… mmph, under the impression I’d be fucking you in the shower.”

“Then fuck me in the shower,” she breathed, unbuckling his belt and casting it aside carelessly. He smirked slightly, loving how unraveled she was becoming. “I don’t care where you fuck me, Sil… I need your cock, I will take it wherever you want.”

Silvio kicked his shoes off and stepped back from the bed, dragging Y/N with him. She stumbled into his chest, her hands clinging to his side and shoulders as she returned each kiss he planted onto her lips while ambling into the bathroom. He hoisted her up onto the edge of the vanity sink, and his muscular hands were quick to undo the button and zipper on her jeans. He tugged them off and hungrily slipped his palms along her thighs, a satisfied smirk resting on his face. Next, he finished unbuttoning her top and released a guttural sigh at the sight of her body in his newest gift.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” Sil murmured, listening to her shirt flit down to the floor, beside her pants. His hands drifted up her waist, to her breasts, indulging himself by squeezing and weighing them, his eyes going between her gaze and the contrast of his tan skin and the purple material. She reached a hand out to grab the back of his head, tugging his face forward. He grinned and felt her lips covering his own while her legs hooked over his hips. Her other hand undid the rest of his shirt buttons and pulled at his white tank, both of which he yanked off and dropped mindlessly while returning to her kisses. Sil wriggled out of his pants and slipped his hand around her back, unclasping her bra impatiently. He pulled away from her mouth and leaned down, peppering her tits in sloppy, wet affections. “Mmph, is this what you wanted, sweet girl? All of my attention?”

“Yes,” she whined, the heel of her foot grinding down on the band of his boxers, starting to roll them down his hips slightly. Sil smirked and gently glided his teeth over her nipples, earning pleasured moans in response. He dropped his free hand to his underwear and pulled them down before guiding her off of the sink, still holding her. She clung to his upper body while he tore her panties down her thighs. They fell off of her ankle and to the floor while he used one arm to keep her steady and the other to turn the shower on. Y/N was a giggling mess against his chest as he maneuvered them behind the curtain and under the hot, spicketing water. He pushed her up against the side wall of the shower and gripped the underside of her thigh, keeping her legs spread somewhat as he stationed his hips at an angle, the tip of his cock already seeping inside of her. “Oh fuck, Silvio , please… please…”

The soft, honey coated sound of her plea drove him insane. In a swift motion, he pulled her down while burying his hips forward, coaxing a hoarse cry from her throat. Sil gritted his teeth and began thrusting while simultaneously tugging her back and forth. Y/N’s head fell back against the wall, but the pain was overrun by his cock splitting her open jutting into her cervix, over and over again. He knew just how to fuck her, exactly how she liked it. The water made their skin slippery and the motions much swifter. His jaw remained unhinged and he shuddered with each drive into her. He leaned his face into her craned neck, kissing and nipping at her, uttering filthy words in between. “You’re my little whore, aren’t you? All fucking mine. The only one who gets my fucking cock, hm?”

“Yes, fuck yes,” Y/N whimpered, never tiring of hearing him affirm her. She grabbed his shoulders and biceps, digging her nails into his skin and marking him with red lines of lust and love. The shower creaked and groaned underneath them, along with the smack of her back against the wall, over and over again. He squeezed and slapped her thigh while reaming into her at a progressively faster rate. His cock was throbbing within her wet confines, and she pulsed in desperation for her release. “Pl-please Sil, fill me… fill me daddy…”

Silvio snarled and grabbed her waist tight, slamming her down his length one last time before filling her cunt with his hot cum. Y/N was still holding onto her orgasm, breathing heavily and grinding herself up against his abdomen. Her eyes were hazy and lustful, gazing into his own and recognizing a knowing smirk on his lips. He slowly pulled out from her, listening to a string of whines escape her lips, but within seconds, he’d dropped to his knees and guided her forward. She gasped and nestled her fingers into his damp, soft hair. She widened her legs and moaned deeply as he shoved his face up into her cunt, taking in the scent of their sex while tasting his and her liquids spilling into his mouth. He lapped at her pussy like it was his job. His thick tongue spread her and pleased her expertly, the tip of it darting in and out of her hole before filling up the shallow cavern entirely. Y/N cried out in surprise, gripping his hair even tighter and pinning her legs shut around his head. He groaned and carried on, encouraged by her breathy and sexy noises. The bridge of his nose grinded her clit just right while he flicked his tongue at a delicious rhythm. Her voice became broken, and she suddenly hunched over him, using a hand to cover her mouth as she screamed in pleasure. She came on his tongue, much to his delight. He carried on lapping at her soaking pussy, feeling her juices spread over his cheeks and down his chin. Sil set his hands on her thigh and hip, making sure she was steady as he rose back up to his feet. Y/N leaned into him and wrapped her shaking arms around his waist, hushedly thanking him over and over again for the pleasure he gave her.

The cuddling soon turned into actual washing. Sil’s hands coated her in body wash, and he took care in shampooing her hair. Y/N lathered him too, but he was insistent on doing his hair himself, making her giggle. While he washed his mane of dark hair, she held him from behind, rocking from foot to foot and enjoying his warm body and the hot water as it bulleted over them. 

By the time they were dried off and in fresh clothes, the sun was setting outside. She sat on his mattress, tugging on a pair of socks while he pulled some black pajama pants up his legs. “You should go out first. I’ll follow a little bit later, alright?”

“Mmph,” she huffed, slowly pulling herself to her feet. She crossed her hoodie covered arms and stepped up to him, leaning her chin onto his chest. He smirked and looked down at her as he zipped up his own sweatshirt. “Will you sit with me outside?”

“If you can make it look natural, sure,” he nodded. Y/N sent him a teasing pout, and he rolled his eyes playfully. Sil laid a kiss over her lips and patted her ass. “Go on. I’ll see you out there.”

“Mean, mean man,” she mumbled, and he smirked. Silvio drew his hand back and spanked her instead, earning a gasp and a pair of wide, beautiful eyes staring up at him. “Extremely mean!”

“I’ll show you mean if you want me to show you mean,” he mumbled, his voice edging on a seductive tone as he looked down at her. A blush blossomed on her face, and she huffed. “But not tonight. Go on, baby.”

Y/N pecked his lips one last time before following his order. She left his room swiftly and made her way outside. Her excitement from moments ago withered away, and a long sigh exited her lips at the sight of everyone who was not Silvio. 

This was going to be a long month.