Chapter Eleven
I panted and rested my lips on her again, our tongues dancing feverishly as I lifted her and took her to the bed.
The cool satin of the sheets was a welcome sensation across our hot bodies.
Getting up on my knees, I spread her legs wide open and took a moment to look at that beautiful cunt.
I was barely touching her but she was glistening in the dim room.
Taking my cock, I slapped her clit with it a few times before I was ready to go again.
Placing the tip of my cock at her entrance, I slid it up and down making her wetter and using her juices as a lubricant. Her body was already squirming.
“Fuck me already,” Bethany begged.
Taking her legs, I placed one on each shoulder.
Slowly pushing my hips forward, her eyes widened as my cock filled her up.
I couldn’t risk her not making a sound, so I placed one hand on her throat, my fingers wrapping around her neck.
Raising my thumb so that they were pressing against the area one inch below her chin where I could feel the bottom of her tongue in her mouth.
Pushing up toward the throat, I could see that her breathing was becoming more difficult but not impossible.
“Focus on me baby.”
She nodded her head as I held my grip and slowly thrust in and out of her.
It was a win-win. This would ensure no marks would be left behind while she could get off without us getting caught.
My other hand’s fingers dug into the back of her thighs, lifting her higher, so I could get more leverage.
I knew she was enjoying herself as her eyes rolled back and she pushed her hips up into mine. She was about to lose it.
“Not yet,” I commanded needing to enjoy this a little longer.
The feel of her neck tensed as she opened her mouth to try and breathe.
Falling on top of her as I was grinding firmly, retreating slowly and flowing back controlling my own orgasm from exploding.
I dug my face into the crook of her neck to suppress my own cries of pleasure as her body was attacked by feverish spasms under me.
“Now,” I said once I felt the point of no return, I began slamming my hip forward repeatedly.
Loosening my grip while drawing back and striking precisely one last time, she filled her lungs with air as her body exploded with an intense yet silent orgasm while my own followed after. I collapsed on top of her as she tried to regain her breath.
“Learned something new while away?”
“Something I wanted to try.” I wasn’t sure if her comment was a trick question so I changed the subject. “What’s going on with all the security here?”
Bethany rolled her eyes. “That night you called and I had to rush off the phone, Alfie said the house was going to have a few more guards. I figured since Pio was gone it was just a precaution.”
“Makes sense,” I agreed, but knew it had to be more. There weren’t just a few guards around because her husband was away. Something was going on. Checking the time on the clock on the nightstand, I jumped out of bed. “I need to go.”
“Emilio….” Bethany hopped off the bed. “Is this the last time I will see you?”
Without answering her, I gave her a look which caused her eyes to water.
“It is,” I whispered as I began getting dressed. I placed a kiss on her forehead then finished putting on my clothes. Bethany grabbed a robe to put on herself.
“I’ll make sure the hallway is cleared,” she said.
My heart was beating out my chest from nervousness.
If I made it out the house, I’d be lucky, and to make it back out of the country would be a miracle.
Standing against the wall beside the door, I watched Bethany slide open the French doors to her bedroom and check the hallway. Entering back in, she nodded her head.
“It’s clear.”
The look of disappointment on her face brought a tone of sadness. She saw it in my eyes and understood this would be the last time we would see one another again.
“You have a whole life ahead of you. Don’t let it go to waste.”
She nodded her head. “I’ll always love you. I’m just happy you’re alive.” Walking up to me, she placed a soft kiss on my lips. “You take your own advice, will you – go and be happy, for me.”
I embraced her one last time, letting our tongues dance with one another while inhaling her scent before I left for good.
Pulling away before I changed my mind, I stepped back and took one last look before I slid out the room and dashed down the hall.
Each quick step sent a blow to my heart.
The morning sunrays cast a yellow tone glow through the windows illuminating the delicate lace curtains.
The secret pathway entrance was hidden in plain sight.
If you knew which lamp had the button to make a small portion of the wall in the hallway slide allowing you down the pathway then you could enter and exit the house from a block away.
Approaching the lamp, the taste of freedom was just a few steps away; however, before I even lifted my hand to the lamp, I heard my name.
“Emilio.”
A jolt of paralyzation shot through my body. Finding it hard to move my stiff muscles, I managed to turn around.
“Grace,” I replied stoically.
“Alfie said you were away on business in Europe and things went south,” she lowered her voice as she got closer to me, “We thought you were dead.”
“You thought wrong.”
“How long have you been around?”
“Doesn’t matter, I need to get out of here.”
Grace looked at me unsure of what to do. “You’re in hiding from the DeCarlos.”
I exhaled a deep breath, avoiding her question, “You’re holding me up.”
“If you came for her,” Grace nodded in the direction of Bethany’s room. “You’re better off taking her.”
Furrowing my brows, “What for?”
“The girl is on suicide watch. Why do you think I’m up here?”
That lump in my throat was back and Grace’s words had me worried that Bethany had no reason to stop harming herself if this was going to be our last encounter.
“And when Luca finds out she’s missing, he will lose his shit,” I concluded.
“He hasn’t found you in the last 3 months, you’re obviously good at laying low.”
“Her family would be devastated.”
“Then let her leave a letter.” Grace shrugged.
“We will get caught.”
Looking over her shoulder, “Aria is downstairs making breakfast, you won’t get through without being seen.
” Pulling out a set of keys, she handed them to me.
“Go down the staircase and keep left. There’s the side door you can get out of clear from anyone seeing you.
My car’s there. I’ll keep Aria distracted. Go.”
“No one can know I was here.”
“I know,” she nodded. “Call it even.”
Grace paid her dues tenfold. “You could have called it even a long time ago.”
“You saved my life, there’s nothing I could have done to make up for that. But now, I’m saving yours. So my debt is paid.”
“What are you going to tell them?”
“Nothing.”