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Authors: Angela Jordan
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CHAPTER FOURTEEN: SAMMIE
It was a month to the day that Bella got out of the hospital when she agreed to wear the engagement ring. The reason it had taken her so long to agree was because I insisted this time she only put it on if it was for real. She’d told me that she loved me in the hospital, and I had seen it in her eyes. When she got out and came home, she’d tried to backtrack on that. She was scared, and I didn’t blame her. I let her have the time she needed, just being there to listen when she needed to talk, and knowing when to shut up when she didn’t.
She was ever the journalist, and all along she was still asking questions. Carmine had agreed to help Cara with the intentions of instilling his son as something other than a lowly soldier. Christopher agreed to help her because of his infatuation with her. Cara and Christopher were both dangling on the verge of insanity. Carmine died because he loved his son too much to realize that before it was too late. Christopher killed his father and Cara killed him. The police were still trying to sort it all out. Paulie was giving his father and me a hard time over it, but I didn’t think he’d take it any further than that. He could talk all he wanted to about good and evil and right and wrong, but family was family.
Alana still intended on writing my story, and I still intended on letting her. But, that moment when I thought she was going to die I was ready to die myself. When she writes that story, I want it to be from our safe haven, the one that I was preparing for Nico and myself…and if God will allow me after all I’ve done, my Bella.
The day she’d made my world complete, we had been having breakfast and out of the blue she said,
“Where’s my ring?”
It took me a minute to even process what she was talking about. When I did I smiled, “It’s in the box, in my room.”
“I’d like to wear it now,” she said, casually as she took a bite of her eggs.
“With my conditions in place?” I asked her.
“Yes,” she said, “But I have one of my own.”
With a sigh I said, “What’s that?”
“I want a six month engagement. That’s usually as long as my relationships last. If we’re still good after six months, then we can get married.”
My heart was so excited it felt like it would jump out of my chest. I went and got the ring and slipped it on her finger. She looked at it and back up at me and she said,
“In those six months Sammie, I need you to tell me everything. I know you’re a good man, my heart knows it…but I have to know what sins my husband will have to atone for one day and I have to have that information before I stand with you at an altar and pledge to love you for eternity.”
I had a knot in my stomach. I wasn’t sure that she would still want to do that when she had all the facts. For now though, I was going to enjoy the time that she was promising me…
“What about sex?” I asked her.
She grinned and said, “Men! You make everything about sex.”
“I’ve waited a long time, Bella. I’ll wait another six months if you insist….” she stopped me by covering my lips with hers.
I kissed her back, standing up and pulling her along with me. I’d known since the first day I laid eyes on Alana that she would be my undoing. I hadn’t told her, but Nico wasn’t the only reason I wanted out of the life. I wanted out so that I could make a life with both her and my son, but she hadn’t been ready to hear that. Until now.
I led her into my room and laid her back on the bed. “Take off your clothes, Bella,” I whispered as I began relieving myself of my own. She did as I asked, and I had to stop for a second and catch my breath. She was so beautiful, even with the scar that Cara had left behind on her sweet neck. She smiled at me as I lay down next to her and reached up and touched my face. Her hand slid down and she ran in along the back of my neck, caressing the skin underneath my hair and sending goose bumps racing down my arms.
I pressed my lips back to hers and I could feel hers curve up in a smile. I pulled back and looked at her face,
“What?” I asked her.
“Nothing,” she said, “Just happy.” I kissed her again and slid my hands down the sides of her smooth, curvy body. She let out a contented moan against my lips, like the purr of a cat. Knowing that she was stone cold sober and she wanted me as much as I did her was like a natural aphrodisiac.
“No holding back this time,” I whispered against her mouth. She moaned again, louder this time and I let my tongue slip in between her lips. It sought hers out and they danced together until mine was suddenly craving her lips and I brought it out and licked and caressed them, savoring every part of her mouth.
I felt her hands on my back. Everywhere she touched me was electric tonight. I could feel the depth of our connection in her touch. It was much different that it had been the first time that had only been sex for her. Tonight, we were making love and she knew it as well as I did. The sparks between us were palpable and at last I finally knew what absolute happiness felt like.
I rolled over on my back and pulled her on top of me. She was straddling me and we could both feel the hardness and heat of my desire pressing between us. She leaned down and we resumed the kiss. I ran my hands down the length of her back, across her smooth skin there, and then across the curves of her ass. I wanted to commit every inch of her to memory so that I could call it up at any time.
When we broke the kiss I told her, “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you tonight.” She smiled and I suddenly felt her warm breath and the gentle touch of her lips against my neck as she placed kisses across it. She kissed down my chest to my abdomen. I knew where she was headed and I almost let her…but if her lips found me there, I’d never make it inside of her tonight. I had to be inside of her. I was craving it like nothing ever before. I put my arms under hers and lifted her back up.
“Next time, Bella. Tonight I only want to be about us coming together.” I could feel her trembling and I wondered if she was cold or nervous. I reached up and touched her breasts and I could feel the heat there. I pulled my face up and left a hot, lingering trail of kisses across her chest, stopping to suck one into my mouth, flicking the engorged nipple with my tongue and nipping it softly with my teeth as I reveled in her sounds of pleasure.
I reached down and found the warm, wet place between her legs. She groaned loudly and I felt her begin to move her hips against my hand. I suddenly needed to taste her. I flipped her back over and while she still looked shocked I made my way down between her delicate thighs. I could smell her excitement and I didn’t waste any time teasing her. My nose pressed against her as I buried my face between her legs and delved my tongue into her wetness finally tasting her. She reached down and tangled her fingers through my hair, pulling my head in deeper as my tongue found her swollen clit.
I was lost in the moment, getting off on the way she was moving her hips against me, pulling my hair, crying out. I ran my tongue from one end of her to the other, stopping to put pressure on her clit. That seemed to drive her wild, so while I kept my tongue there, I slipped first one and then two fingers inside of her. She began pushing down against my hand and then arching her hips up off the bed as I pleasured her with my fingers and tongue. Her moans and grunts quickly turned to loud cries as I felt her come against me. I kept my hand and my lips where they were and continued to pleasure her throughout the orgasm, leaving her gasping for breath and crying out my name.
I finally slowed my movements as I felt her muscles relax. I kissed up her thigh and when I reached the top I smiled up at her. She was looking down at me through eyes that were barely open as she said,
“That’s an awfully cocky grin.”
“Do I deserve it?” I asked her. She laughed and said,
“At the risk of furthering your already over-inflated ego, hell yes, you deserve it. Now come back up here.”
I moved up and pushed my tongue back in her mouth. I loved knowing that she could taste herself on me now. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I could feel her pulling me in. She wanted me inside of her, and I wanted to be there. I was only stalling because I wanted this to last. I settled my elbows on either side of her and drew myself up to my knees. I felt the brush of my erection against the hot wet flesh of her pussy and all bets were off. We both made a slight movement and suddenly my cock had slipped inside of her and explosions were going off in my head. We both cried out in pleasure as I lifted her legs to put them over my shoulder and began moving against her as she thrust her hips down to meet me. Nothing in my life had ever felt this right.
I moved forward again until I was inside of her as deeply as I could get and my hips were pressed tightly against her body. I ran my hands along her legs as I moved in and out against her. I was trying to go slow but the fire in my belly was threatening to become an inferno and it wasn’t long before we both began moving harder and faster. I held onto her hips, helping pull her down onto me and then guide her back up when I slid almost all the way out. One of us was making a deep, primal sound and I was so lost in the moment, I didn’t know which. I loved the feel of our flesh slapping together as my cock plunged in and out of her.
Her arms were around my neck and I could feel her body trembling against mine as I pressed myself in as deep as I could go. My thrusts became almost erratic as I felt my cock swell and harden even more inside of her. I couldn’t hold it back any longer and I allowed the orgasmic wave to come crashing into me. My breathing was short and ragged as I moved in and out, slowly now, milking every last drop. Suddenly, I felt Bella press her nails into my shoulder and pull her hips up. She was going to come again and I kept moving just like I was and let her pound her hips against mine until she cried out and collapsed back down onto the bed. I collapsed on top of her, sliding off to one side after a moment so as not to crush her.
When our breathing settled and she was able to speak, she looked up at me and said,
“I love you, Sammie. Dear God, I have no idea what I’m doing here, but I love you.”
I remember the day Nico was born and I’d held him in my arms and yearned to be a better man. This was the first time I’d had that feeling for someone else. I wanted to be someone that they would both be proud of someday, and I promised myself that nothing would stop me from doing that.
Copyright 2014 by Angela Jordan. All rights reserved.
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