Forbidden Temptations (Tempted Series Book 2) (38 page)

“It’s your body and you should do whatever makes you happy,” he mumbled.

“Where should I get it?” I asked, trailing kisses down his neck. “I was thinking my hip.”

He reached behind him and grabbed my wrist, pulling me off him and changing positions. My back fell into the mattress and his body covered mine. His hooded eyes pierced mine as his fingers dug into my hips.

“Which hip?” He asked huskily.

“I didn’t get that far,” I said before biting my lip and arching my hips only for him to push back.

His body started to move, inching lower until his mouth was level with my hips finally kissing each hip, his teeth grazing my flesh. His lips inching lower, teetering towards the part of my body he owned.

“All for you getting ink, Reese’s.” He lifted his head from my body, spreading my legs wide and then met my gaze. “As long as no man goes where I’m about to,” he groaned as his fingers moved further down towards the lips of my pussy. “You should make that tattoo a little higher and not so close to this,” he said, lifting his finger to my mouth. I lifted my head from the pillow and wrapped my lips around his finger, taking his digit into my mouth and sucking before pulling my mouth off with a pop. He cursed underneath his breath before tracing the seam of pussy with his wet finger.

“Anthony…” I hissed, my hips lifting off the mattress at his touch. “Don’t tease me,” I demanded as he plunged one finger inside of me.

“Tell me what you want.”

“You know what I want.”

His finger left me and he leaned back on his haunches watching me, lifting his hand to his mouth sucking hungrily on his fingers that held my juices.

His eyes changed from their usual blue color to a stormy mix of gray as they bore into me. It was amazing how one look from him set my body off, making me tremble with need.

“Yeah I know, Reese’s.”

His hand closed around his cock, stroking his hardened length before rubbing the head over the same path his fingers had taken. My body arched, thrusting upward against his erection desperate for the friction. It didn’t matter he fucked me three hours ago, twice, I was like a frayed wire craving the currents he evoked in me.

“Anthony, don’t make me beg,” I said, dragging my nails across his chest. “Fuck me.”

“Later,” he ground out
, giving his dick one last pull. He slid down my body until he positioned himself between my legs, his fingers
spreading my pussy and his tongue diving in. I laced my fingers into his hair and pressed against the back of his head, pushing his mouth harder against me. He hadn’t shaved in a few days so the scruff lining his face added the perfect amount of friction as he lapped at me.

“Fuck,” I hissed, lifting my hips.

“So fucking good,” he moaned, nipping at my clit.
     

I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle my frantic cries as I rode his face.

“Thatta girl, give it to me baby,” he commanded, his tongue pressing against the swollen bud sending me skyrocketing over the edge and falling to my orgasm. I felt myself tighten and convulse against his tongue. He gently licked me but I was so sensitive I couldn’t stand it anymore, feeling like I was falling apart against his mouth.

He slowly lifted his head from between my legs, his chin resting against my knee as his hand drew circles over my inner thigh.

“I love watching you come,” he said, kissing my kneecap. “I used to dream of that face, the one you make when you’re screaming my name.”

I took a deep breath, pushing away the hair that fell over my eyes and stared at him lazily. “Tell me what it was like,” I whispered breathlessly.

“Prison?” He asked, looking down at his hand that drew on my skin. “I would rather fuck you than talk about the three years I couldn’t.” His eyes lifted, seeking permission as he dropped his hand and moved between my legs positioning his cock at my entrance.

Anthony barely spoke of what his time inside was like making me even more anxious to know what his life had been like. I know what I had gone through and that was without my freedom being ripped away from me. I couldn’t imagine what his life had been like.

“I love you, Anthony,” I said, reaching for him. “I love you so fucking much it scares me.” I whispered.

“Don’t be scared,” he responded as he bent down closer to me so that his lips met mine in a gentle kiss. “All the ugly shit is over.”

I wish I could believe his words and allow myself to be happy. “For now.”

“Forever,” he whispered. “Stick with me, Reese’s and I’ll show you just how good life can be for us.”

“Forever?” I whispered.

“Yeah,” he said, “I’m going to give you everything I ever promised you I would,” he stated pushing into me, filling me with his cock. “Starting with this.”

I closed my eyes, welcoming the sensations he brought with each thrust. He pushed deeper. I opened wider. Together, we created a rhythm of our own bringing us to the depths of ecstasy only we knew. His mouth found mine, fucking my mouth the way his dick was fucking my pussy. My head was a total fog as he drove my body into another earth-shattering orgasm. My walls clamped down around him, pulsating as he charged deeper inside of me, milking him of his own orgasm. His body shuddered against me as he rocked his pelvis against mine and groaned.

I was panting, sweating, writhing with pleasure when his body stilled and he murmured my name. I held onto him, accepted his weight as he dropped onto me, and nuzzled my neck.

“Fuck Reese’s,” he hissed. “That cunt of yours is going to be the death of me.” I smiled faintly, remembering a time when I was shy about the dirty talk, but not now, now, I craved it.

He pulled out of me rolling onto his side and glanced down at me, his fingertips gliding over my breasts. “I barely paid any attention to your tits,” he said eagerly, bending down to take my nipple into his mouth.

“You’re a beast,” I panted as I wrapped my arm around his neck, watching his mouth suck my nipple into a hard peak.

“You complaining?”

“No, but you’re avoiding,” I said pointedly.

He pulled his mouth off my breast and rolled over onto his back with a sigh. I sat up, turned my body to his and leaned over him, my finger tipping his chin so we were eye to eye.

“You never talk about it.”

“You really want to talk about this? Now?” He asked me, shaking his head when I silently stared at him. “Fine, why now? Why are you being so persistent now?”

I swallowed hard against the lump in my throat and looked down at my hands. “What if I go to jail?” I asked lifting my head to see confusion flood his eyes. “Don’t look so surprised Anthony. My father might elude the law but I’m not him. Don’t you think we should face that?”

“You’re not going to jail,” he said, reaching up to cup my face in the palms of his hand. “Listen to me, what you did? It was self-defense. Rico shot up that club, held a gun to you and to me.”

“What if that’s not good enough?” I asked.

“I’m only going to say this once, so pay close attention. No one is going to press charges against you, you won’t be convicted of any crime, and you sure as hell won’t be doing time.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“If it came down to anyone doing time for Rico’s death it will be me, you understand? You confess to nothing. Adrianna, I’m not fucking kidding. You can talk about this shit with me but that’s where it ends.”

I pushed his hands away, held onto his wrists and stared at him. “No way. I’m not letting you take the fall for what I did. There is no way I will let you leave me again.”

“Stop,” he shouted his voice changing, full of aggression. “Neither one of us are going anywhere okay? It’s not going to happen but if by some chance it did, you would not leave that little boy without a mother. I promise you it’s not going to happen.”

I let go of his hands and laid down beside him, rolling onto my side, my back facing him. I hated the fact that he was so quick to throw away his freedom, even if it was for me. I was starting to believe Anthony’s acts of selflessness held no bounds.

He lifted off the mattress and moved around the room before appearing at my side of the bed. He knelt down taking one hand in mine and caressing my cheek with the other.

“I love you Reese’s. I finally have you right where I want you and I’m not letting go. I got big plans for us, plans that won’t work without the both of us participating in them.”

“Swear you won’t leave me,” I pleaded.

“I swear,” he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine before taking my hand and placing something hard inside of it. I glanced down at the cell phone he had placed in my hand and lifted my eyes to his.

“I meant to give it to you before but I got distracted. It’s a prepaid phone,” he explained. “The last number dialed is the phone number to Mike’s prepaid. Call your sister.”

“Really?” I questioned my voice catching.

He winked at me and I threw my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

“Mommy?” Luca called out from the room next to the one we were sharing. “Mommy?”

“I’ll get him,” he said, rising to his full height. He grabbed a pair of sweats from the floor and stepped into them before calling out to Luca. “Hey bud, I’m coming.”

“Thank you,” I whispered.

“You can thank me later,” he grunted, pulling away from me pressing a quick kiss against my lips before slapping my ass playfully. “Go ahead and call,” he said, walking out of the bedroom.

I took a breath and dialed my sister. As the phone rang, my heart raced. I didn’t even know if she was aware what had happened or if she would even want to speak to me. Mike’s voice boomed over the phone.

“Vic, I swear to Christ you better be calling me to say you found a way to rescue us from Shady Fucking Pines.”

“Mike its Adrianna.”

“Oh, hey…you’re not calling on behalf of your old man are you?” He asked hopefully.

“No, I’m sorry,” I said softly, chewing on my lip. “Are Aunt Gina and Nana giving you hell?”

“Your Aunt keeps trying to seduce me and your grandma has me smuggling cigarettes for her. What do you think?”

I muffled a laugh, picturing Mike with my aunt and grandma was comical. “How’s Nikki?”

“She’s good. She’s teaching all the old broads Zumba and shit.”

“Are you with her? Can I speak to her?”

“Yeah, she’s downstairs. Give me a second I was hiding in the bathroom from your aunt. Did you know they make lingerie for the elderly? It’s so foul but I suppose when I’m seventy I’d appreciate a garter belt on my woman. Hold on,” he said, and I heard the phone rustle about as he called out for Nikki.

“A!” She exclaimed into the phone.

I closed my eyes and relished in her voice for just a moment.

“Hi Nik,” I whispered into the phone.

“It’s so good to hear your voice. I was so worried about you and Luca. After the shoot-out, some bikers took me and Mikey to a safe house in Pennsylvania, dad came and said you were with Anthony. I knew you would be okay. He’s taking care of you isn’t he?”

“He’s been amazing,” I said, standing up and sliding my arms through one of his shirts, buttoning a few of the buttons so I was decent. There was a pause on both ends of the phone call before she spoke again.

“You sound happy A,” she said, my heart tightening at her genuine words.

“Nikki…” I started, hoarsely.

“Stop,” she whispered. “It’s okay to be happy you know? Don’t look for some reason not to be. I know you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop but maybe it won’t this time.”

“Nicole, there’s something I have to tell you.”

“Rico’s dead,” she said, interrupting me. “I saw the newspaper when dad came to the safe house. You would’ve been so proud of me Adrianna. I called him out on his shit and of course he didn’t admit to anything but he didn’t deny it either. I know he did it but he had no choice. I overheard Rico talking with a guy I had never seen before and some girl I saw a few times in random clubs. He was plotting something this whole time.”

I couldn’t speak, my words lost somewhere between my mind and my lips. Nikki knew that Rico had been killed, but she thought my dad was behind it. He let her believe that he had shot her boyfriend. I couldn’t process the revelation before she slammed me with another one.

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

“He was using me to get to dad. It was all a fucking lie, the whole relationship. I guess the joke is on me and to think I had felt guilty because of my feelings for Mikey.”

“Are you saying Rico was responsible for what happened that night?” I hadn’t given much thought to Rico’s involvement in the shooting. After, seeing him holding a gun to Anthony everything else sort of faded away. It didn’t matter why he was aiming his gun at the man I loved, all that mattered was that he didn’t get a chance to use it. I hadn’t pondered what his involvement was or even cared.

“Well, he didn’t order the whole thing, but he was working with whoever did. I feel like the biggest fool to ever walk the face of the earth.”

“Don’t you dare,” I said, my voice rising an octave higher. “He put on a good show, he fooled everyone not just you.”

“I was the closest to him though. I should’ve realized,” she said, sounding defeated. “It’s strange, I have so much hate for him, but I still can’t believe he’s dead. I think it’s because I haven’t had a chance to process him as my enemy and not some guy I was in a relationship with for a year,” she declared, pausing for a moment. “I slept with Mikey,” she whispered, then laughed. “I guess I’m not that broken up by it huh?”

“You’ve had feelings for Mike for a long time now, long before Rico and all this shit.”

“I know but I keep telling myself there is something wrong with me. I mean my boyfriend or whatever the hell you want to call him was shot and killed, let’s not even get into dad being the one responsible, but the fact that Rico is dead, it should make me feel some kind of way and it doesn’t. I don’t even think about it and that’s because of Mikey but I’m not sorry for it either.” She remained quiet for a beat. “I think I’m falling in love with him, A. I’ve been in love with him since I was ten years old.”

I smiled slightly. “It’s nice to hear you say it.”