Chapter 27
Nina
In a quick move, I lose my seat of power and find myself flat on my back.
Georgi kneels while tugging me closer and lifting my hips until my butt hovers in the air, my legs draped over his thighs.
“Ready?” he asks with a hot smirk that makes him look devilish.
At first, I was stunned by this side of me that I didn’t know existed. But then Georgi made me feel pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, and right afterward, he told me he loves me.
What really made me realize he’s Mr. Right was when he left because he knew he couldn’t control himself for much longer.
He’s been so considerate and attentive, it makes my heart ache and creates the perfect storm in me that can only be calmed by Georgi.
This isn’t just about sex. I want him in every way possible. I want to bond with him until the lines blur between us and we become one.
I want to feel his hands on every inch of my body and him inside me.
It takes more courage than I thought I had to admit, “I want you…all of you.”
Georgi enters me with a single long stroke, making my head tip back from how good it feels and a moan dislodge in my throat.
Slowly, he pulls out until only the tip remains, and he begins to move in short strokes that have me arching my back.
I’m not being forcefully held down.
I’m not being slapped.
No. I’m being shown pleasure I’ve never felt before by the most attractive man alive.
“Christ, Nina. Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are right now?” he says, his breaths coming fast as he continues to drive me wild with only the head of his manhood.
My hands slap down on the bed, and I grip the covers, my hips swiveling as I moan, “Georgi.” Right then, he thrusts all the way into me until his pelvis rubs against my clit, and my breathing falters. “Oh!”
Just as my orgasm curls through my abdomen, he pulls completely out of me, and I’m left feeling empty and needy. “No!”
With an evil chuckle rumbling from his chest, he leans over me and drags lazy kisses along my skin as he moves up until we’re face to face. “I think you can hold out longer.”
I shake my head while I place my hands on the sides of his neck, where veins are visible beneath his skin. “I can’t.”
“Hmm…” His mouth lowers to mine, and his teeth tug at my bottom lip, sending a wave of tingles scattering through my body. “Tell me how much you want me.”
Realizing Georgi needs to hear it, I don’t hesitate. “I want you so much it’s driving me wild. I ache for you.”
Satisfaction shines from his eyes, and sitting back again, he lines himself up with my opening. “Tell me how it feels to have me inside you,” he orders as he slowly pushes in again.
“Big. You…you stretch me and rub… like a deep massage.” My voice breaks as he sheaths himself all the way, and his thumb rubs over my clit.
“Who’s inside you?” he growls.
“You.” He pulls out and slams hard into me.
“Who’s inside you, Nina?”
“Georgi Torrisi,” his name bursts over my lips.
Bracing a hand on the bed, he leans over me and begins to fuck me so hard that my body jerks with each thrust.
“My capo,” I moan, our eyes locked as he claims me.
His other hand grips my jaw, his features drawn tight as he brands me from the inside out.
“My hero.” The words are nothing more than a whimper as my body burns up, and he sets me on fire. The orgasm tearing through me steals my ability to breathe and forces my lips to part in a silent O.
I tremble as he pounds into me until ecstasy washes over his face. Entering me with a final powerful thrust, his body tenses and he lets out a throaty groan.
For the first time, a man comes inside me because it’s what I wanted, and knowing he’s the one I’m falling deeply in love with gives me such a sense of being loved, it leaves me in awe.
I lift my hand and brush my fingers over his cheek before tracking along his eyes and over his forehead.
As he comes down from his high and his features soften, he stares deep into my eyes and vows, “I’m going to love the hell out of you, Nina.”
My chin quivers, and tears threaten to fall.
“You are such a miracle to me.” With my voice growing hoarse, I squeeze the words out, “I started falling for you when I saw you sitting at that table. Watching you fight so hard, I saw how strong you were. Then, in that chamber, with you somehow still holding on to your sense of humor, I realized you weren’t like the others.
And the moment I fell off the bucket and you just reacted, trying to catch me, I knew you cared about me. ”
I pause to suck in a trembling breath, and he presses a kiss to the corner of my mouth.
A tear escapes as I whisper, “I fell in love with you in the middle of hell, and then again in this heaven you’ve shown me. Between those extremes, you’ve gathered every broken piece of me and put me back together.”
“Christ, Nina.” The same emotions filling my chest show on his face. “You are the miracle.”
Georgi pulls out of me and lies down beside me. Propping his head on his palm, he trails patterns over my breasts, stomach, and abdomen with his other hand.
We stare at each other for a long moment, and I find myself utterly lost and in love with Georgi. It feels like he hung the moon, created the stars, and set fire to the sun.
He takes a deep breath, then murmurs, “I’d go through that hell a million times for you.”
Gripping hold of his shoulder, I pull myself up so I can wrap my arms around his neck, and I kiss him with all my heart.
Suddenly, a phone rings and Georgi breaks our kiss. He reaches over me and grabs his cellphone, looks at the screen, then swipes over it.
Putting the device to his ear, his tone is dark with worry as he asks, “What’s wrong?” He listens for a moment, then a cruel smile I haven’t seen since the chamber forms on his face. “Thanks, Rosie. Send me all the information. I owe you.”
He ends the call, then moves off the bed and walks to the bathroom. I get up, and grabbing my nightgown, I put it on while waiting for him to come out.
“I have good news,” he calls out before he enters the room again. In all his naked glory, he stops in front of me and frames my face with his hands. “Rosie found Boris and Anton. They’re in Spain.”
A frown instantly forms on my forehead. “How’s that good news?”
“I’m going to go get them so they can pay for what they’ve done.”
My eyes widen, and I shake my head wildly. “It will be too dangerous.”
“Danger is my middle name, baby.” He winks at me, then walks into his closet and begins to pull clothes off hangers.
“Georgi.” I cover my racing heart with my hand. “Don’t go. Please. Stay here where it’s safe.”
He drags on a pair of boxers and cargo pants, then locks eyes with me. “I’m a capo, Nina. I can’t let them go.”
I rush closer. “I’m begging you.”
Georgi places his hands on my shoulders and bends at the waist while I tilt my head back, then he uses a tone I haven’t heard before.
It’s all power and darkness. “You’ve seen me fight, and that was when I was caught off guard and outnumbered.
I’m taking my men with me. I need you to have faith in my abilities as a head of the Cosa Nostra. I’ll be gone four days at the most.”
His word is final, and I realize no amount of begging will change his mind.
Georgi has been gentle and patient with me, and it’s made me forget who he is outside of this penthouse.
“I have faith in you, and I know you can fight.” I let out a shaky breath as I admit the truth to him. “I just want to selfishly keep you here with me because I’m scared our happy bubble will pop.”
He wraps his hand around the back of my neck and pulls me against his abs and stomach.
“I get it, but nothing is going to change just because I have to work. I promise. If anything, the few days apart will make us miss each other.” He draws back and nudges my chin up so I’ll look at him.
“Take the time to process what’s happened between us, and when I return, we can talk about it. ”
“I don’t need to process it. I meant everything I said, and I don’t have any regrets about sleeping with you.”
He stares at me for a moment, then says, “In that case, move into my bedroom. When I come back, I want you to sleep in my arms every night.”
I like the idea very much and it brings a smile to my face. “Okay.”
“Kiss me, baby,” he orders in a tone that makes my abdomen clench while a mischievous smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.
I lift myself onto my tiptoes, but it doesn’t help at all. “You need to lean down.”
He shakes his head, playfulness all over his face.
I glance around the closet space, looking for something to stand on, but there’s nothing. Scowling at Georgi, I walk away so I can get a running start.
Either he catches me, or I face plant.
As I run toward him, my nightgown opens up, and when I launch myself at him, he easily catches me mid-air.
My breasts squash against his muscled chest, and I grab hold of his shoulders while slamming my mouth to his.
When I wrap my legs around his waist, my clit rubs against the bulges of his six-pack, and I moan into him.
“Fuck that,” he growls against my lips. “Work can wait another hour.”
He carries me back to the bed and takes a condom from the box before crawling onto the rumpled covers while I cling to him like a spider monkey.
Georgi lies down on top of me, and I’m completely covered by his much larger body. I feel so warm and protected, and getting lost in kissing him, I try not to think about him leaving to face the monsters who tortured me for close to a decade.