Chapter 10
FELIX
I’m in heaven.
My cock slides deep into her pussy and everything flees my mind.
All that exists is a hot, feverish fog of utter bliss as her slick walls close around me and the shock of my sudden entrance dances across her beautiful face.
I never thought I’d see that look again.
The way her lips part, her brows twitch, and her eyes widen every so slightly.
She clutches at my bare shoulders with both hands and gasps, then she grunts as I thrust forward another inch, then she moans as I thrust forward and bottom out inside her with every inch I have to give.
Her breath trembles in the air between us, her dark eyes roll, and her beautiful, luscious lips curve into the perfect O.
I lift one hand and clutch her chin, then draw her in and kiss her hard. She melts into me, shaking like a leaf, and the walls of her pussy quiver and tremble rhythmically around me.
Wait a second…
“Did you cum?” I ask, barely able to hide my laugh.
Dove gasps again and her nail turns into sharp pinpricks against my shoulders. “D-Don’t laugh!”
“Am I really that good?”
“Fuck no,” she whimpers, biting her lower lip. “It’s just been a l-long time.” Crimson flushes up her throat and warms her cheeks, making her glow and my heart swells with utter adoration for her.
“I am that good,” I smirk and I kiss her again, this time using the movement to press her down flat on the table. “Second one will be even better.”
She tries to speak, but I brace one hand on the table and start fucking her, and all her words are lost to the sweetest little whimpers and gasps that pour from her like raindrops.
I commit every single one to memory.
Every gasp.
Ever whimper.
Every moan.
Every twitch of her body, jolt of her breasts, tightening of her pussy as I pound into her with everything I have.
Fifteen years of pent-up love and loss pour into every thrust, as if I can fuck her hard enough that she’ll never leave me ever again.
If only it were that easy to keep her by my side.
The table rocks and creaks, the air floods with the sharp slap of skin on skin, and I pound into her faster and faster.
Her nails rake fire over my shoulders and down my back.
When I lean over her, her teeth leave stamps over my chest, and she pulls on my hair so hard I see stars.
It’s fast and wild and everything I dreamed of, everything I lost and everything I hunger for.
I fucking love her.
I can’t lose her.
Not again.
Not again.
Our mouths collide like a crack of thunder, and I draw her tightly into my arms while my thighs burn from the force of my thrusts, but it’s worth it, it’s so worth it.
Pleasure pools tight and hot in my gut, sweat prickles over my skin, and my balls tighten to the point of pain.
My rhythm fails and suddenly I’m cumming, spilling inside her with pulse after pulse.
Her pussy tightens around my cock like a vice and she rigidly arches into me.
Half-moon crescents form on my skin under her nails from how tightly she’s gripping me, and her second orgasm washes through her in a visible wave from head to toe.
I don’t want to stop.
I want to be in this moment forever, fucking her for the rest of my life because it’s never going to be enough.
But as high as my orgasm is, as sweet as the bliss is, reality is right on the fringes.
We lie together, panting heavily on the table for a few long moments.
Then the air chills slightly as the heat of lust dissipates.
Dove’s legs fall from my hips, she removes her arm from my shoulders, and somehow she slips out from underneath me with the gracefulness of a snake.
I’m still panting as I sit up on the table and watch Dove pluck her dress up from the floor and step into it.
In my haste, I didn’t spend enough time admiring her sexy garter or how those heels stayed on through sex, but she covers herself quickly in seconds.
“That was for old times' sake,” Dove gasps, adjusting herself and turning to face me.
“You enjoyed it.”
“That’s not the point.” She swipes her thumb over her lower lip, removing the smudge of her lipstick. “We danced. I did what you asked and gave you more than you deserve. You better keep your promise.”
“My promise?” Lust still lingers in my thoughts but Dove is back to her normal self already.
“Stay away from me. I’ve left this life behind for good reason. I have a new one. Stay away from me, okay? Stay away.”
Every fibre of my being screams to touch her again, to pull her into my arms and kiss her softly but I’ll end up with one of the scattered porcelain shards in my throat if I do that.
“Okay,” I say with a deep, calming breath. “I’ll keep my promise.”
Despite looking unconvinced, Dove smiles. “Thank you. Goodbye, Felix. This was…” She glances around and picks her bag from the floor. “Goodbye.”
“Goodbye, Dove.” The words sour on my tongue and as I step back into my pants, I watch her pick her way to the door where Toph greets her to take her home.
This is one promise I will not be keeping.
“Why are you smiling like that?” Toph asks a few hours later as we drive up the winding driveway to Caterina’s Manor.
“Like what?”
“Like everything went your way.”
“It did, didn’t you see?” Relaxing back in the seat, I sigh deeply. “Everything is… amazing.”
“I’m confused.” Toph adjusts his grip on the steering wheel. “Dove was pretty clear. She left this life for a reason and from what she said, it’s a pretty good reason.”
“I know.”
“And if she’s telling the truth about the car then it’s some twisted joke of fate that she’s been dragged back in.”
“I know.”
Toph pulls the car to a stop in front of the Manor. “So you’re smiling like that because you got laid?”
“No, Toph.” I unbuckle myself and face him.
“Dove is alive. She’s alive. I don’t care if she hates me.
I don’t care if she spends the rest of her life trying to kill me or even running across the world.
She’s alive, Toph. And a world with her in it, even if she despises me, is a damn sight better than one without. ”
“You’re ridiculous,” Toph laughs softly, turning on his music. “Good luck with Caterina.”
Ah, Caterina.
A thorn in my otherwise perfect evening. Not long after my dinner with Dove, she called, demanding a face-to-face to discuss what I’ve learned. The truth will stay with me and I need to find some way to spin the details to appease Caterina enough that she lets this go.
Judging by the stormy look on her face when I enter her office though, this won’t be easy.
“Well?” Caterina barks at me when I’m barely over the threshold and into her office. “What did you learn?”
“It’s nice to see you too.”
“Don’t give me that,” she snaps angrily, then she places a fist to her chest, clutching a crumpled tissue. “It’s been days and I still don’t know who murdered Tee.”
“Was he really that important?”
“Of course he was!” she snaps. “How fucking dare you? Do you know how hard it is for a woman like me to find romance? Everyone’s either scared of me or, god forbid, thinks I’m too old.
” The personal accusation leveled at me is scarcely hidden in her tone.
“I finally found a sweet young thing willing to fuck me and this happens!”
My teeth catch briefly on the inside of my cheek. I imagine there are countless men in the lower families who would love the chance to fuck her.
What better way is there for them to secure power?
I can’t decide if Caterina knows this and uses them for sex, or if she’s blissfully unaware of that reality.
“I’m sorry, Dona. I meant no disrespect.”
“You better be,” she snarls angrily, then her face crumples again and she sinks down onto the couch. “Tell me about this Alex James.”
“He’s just a kid. A regular kid. Yes, he was in the car.
” There’s no hiding that from her. “But only as a passenger. The real culprit was this other kid, Michael. He stole the car and I think Tee knew this which is why Tee brought him in. They killed each other, Caterina, so the man who killed your lover is already dead.”
It’s a disservice to call that poor kid a man but in Caterina’s eyes, that’s what he is.
“No,” she snarls suddenly, lifting tear-filled eyes to meet mine. “I want that Alex bastard dead!”
“Why?” Moving closer, I sink down onto the couch next to her. “He’s just a kid.”
“Bullshit. Him or his family, I don’t care how they did it or why. I want them all dead, you hear me? Every single one of them!”
“Caterina—.”
“No, you listen to me. You work for me, understand? That fucking Michael rat was dead an hour, at least, before Tee died. The coroner told me as such. So that means someone else killed my Tee, you hear me? Someone else and the only other people involved at that fucking passenger and whoever the fuck his family is.”
Shit.
It really was Dove.
My stomach knots slightly. “Or it could have been one of Tee’s enemies. Not a civilian.”
“He didn’t have enemies,” Caterina weeps, switching back to the grieving woman at the drop of a hat. “He was sweet and kind and his cock was so fucking beautiful. You don’t know what it’s like to lose something like that.”
“No,” I say, biting back an amused smile. “I don’t.”
“Kill them, Felix. No one steals from me and certainly no one kills my man! You hunt them down and you slaughter them, you hear me?!”
I hesitate only for a second as Dove’s face flashes in my mind, and that second fuels Caterina’s fury.
She prods at my chest with one long fingernail. “Fine. You don’t want to bring in a kid? You’re fucking weak. I’ll have my own people bring them in while you track down the cops investigating the crash, understand?”
“Caterina—.” My heart plummets to my gut. There’s no way I can let anyone else near Alex, not with Dove.
“Enough!” She yells in my face and stands abruptly. “Do you know what was in that car? I don’t need the cops tracing that back to me either so put an end to that. I’ll deal with that fucking kid. Now get the fuck out of my sight.”