Falling For The Mafia

I could barely keep my fingers gentle on hers as the old fantasy of Emily shivering under my touch flashed through my mind.

"To calm down, " I said. "I promise to keep you safe. "

I could tell tension was leaving her body because I heard her take a deep breath. Although it was only a short drive to her apartment, I held onto her hand the entire way there. The car was silent, but not awkwardly so; the air was thick with sensual tension, and I didn't dare break it with a stupid question.

Not to mention, I was hoping she wouldn't pry too deeply into my personal affairs. My new life required that I keep my troubled past a secret, even from her.

The long weeks of denial only served to heighten the intensity of the physical attraction I felt for her. Possibly I could have gotten over her if we had shared a quick fuck the night I first saw her. In any case, I looked up to her as a role model. I had elevated her to more than just a pretty face in my head. She represented everything that I wanted out of life but knew I lacked the ability to achieve or the merit to deserve.

What I've been craving for so long would be mine to enjoy tonight.

I pulled up in front of her building and got out to help her with the car door. By the time I reached her, she had already gotten one foot in front of the other, but I still took her hand as if she were still unable to stand on her own.

When I closed the car door behind her, she did not remove her hand from mine.

"I'll show you to your door." I planned to kiss her good-bye after I saw her into her apartment safely.

Her eyes widened and she licked her full, pink lips as she looked up at me. In response to the obvious signal of lust, my cock throbbed.

"Okay," she said., "This way."

She set off down the street toward the front porches of the upscale townhouses, which were paved in brick. I stayed at her side, walking on, still clutching her hand.

When we got to the building, she got her keys out of her purse and we entered one of the ten identical apartments. Before she could unlock the door, I gently squeezed her fingers to get her undivided attention again. Her blue eyes locked with mine, and she sighed a little through her parted lips.

"I appreciate you bringing me back. It was unnecessary for you to-"

I cut her off to say, "Yes, I did." That was the only option available to me at the time. Stun never touched her once. I certainly couldn't have finished out my shift behind the bar. All I would have been able to focus on is branding her with my touch, washing away the stain from where he'd grabbed her.

I couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her cheek, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin. She didn't recoil from the physical proximity; rather, she turned her face toward my palm, inviting more. I hooked my thumb under her chin and slid my fingers into her dark silky hair to ensnare her. The sound of her gentle breath hit my cock squarely, and I drew nearer with a growl of hunger.

Taking her lips wasn't something I did with the gentleness she deserved. By pressing my lips against hers, I elicited a startled gasp that allowed me to gain access to her mouth.

She was unfazed by my unexpected hostility. Her arms coiled around the nape of my neck, and she pressed her supple body against mine to draw me in.

The fire of lust swept through me with a ferocity I'd never felt before. So that I could get a better look inside her mouth, I tightened my grip on her hair and tipped her head back.

My tongue swept inside to glide against hers. She tasted like the fruity cocktail she'd sipped at the bar and something darker, more delicious. Her body melted into mine, softening and heating as she molded herself against me.

I wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer. She shivered in my hold, but it wasn't the chilly night air that elicited the response. The heat between us was too intense for the cold to touch either of us.

When we were both desperate for air, I finally released her mouth. She stared up at me, breathing hard. Her pupils were dilated, the sapphire ring of her irises narrowing as her eyes darkened with lust.

"Do you want to come inside?" she asked breathlessly.

I nodded.

She turned from me and fumbled at the doorknob, her hand trembling from the keen desire that tormented us both. I reached around her and closed my fingers over hers, firmly turning the knob and pushing the door open. Now that I'd held her in my arms, I couldn't wait to feel her lush body pressed up against mine again.

When I closed the door behind us, she took my hand in hers and led me toward her bedroom. I hadn't expected such boldness from her, but the raw need that drove both of us to a frenzy was stronger than the anxiety I'd sensed in her earlier.