Chapter 20
Chapter Twenty
Arianna
It only takes Cormac a week for his arm to feel better.
“But you were shot,” I say as he takes off his brace. “Don’t you need to wear it longer?”
“I’m a tough man, Arianna. I can handle it. Besides, I’m tired of not being able to hold you in my arms. I want this fucking thing off.” He tosses it to the floor. “Come here.” When he opens his arms, I don’t hesitate to go right into them.
Cormac holding me feels like home now.
“I’m glad you survived,” I whisper into his chest. “I don’t want to lose you.”
“I don’t want to lose you either.”
“Marco told me that you killed Josh for me.” I didn’t say anything this past week while Cormac was in pain.
His body stiffens. “I did.”
“Thank you.”
He looks down at me, shocked. “You’re happy about this? I thought you’d hate me for… well, killing someone.”
“As long as that person was Josh, I’m not angry. He was a bad man. He kept hurting me. And you kept saving me from him. So thank you for that.”
“I was angry,” he admits. “That Marco was trying to control me. But we agreed to not bother each other anymore. I know now that my sister is happy with him. And I’m happy with you.”
“I’m happy with you too. And thank you for not telling your dad how you got shot.”
“I told him it was Josh who did it when I went to kill him. Your dad is safe. I won’t go after him. I promised you that and I intend to keep it that way.”
“So… does this mean we get a fresh start?”
“I guess so.”
A small smile plays on my lips. “Cormac… are you feeling better?”
“I am. Why do you ask?”
“Because…” I bite my lip and his eyes flick down to them. “Because I’m ready. For us to truly be together. I don’t want to hold anything back. I’m ready.”
His eyes darken as he realizes what I’m saying. “You’re ready? Fuck, Arianna. I’ve been wanting to make you mine for a long time. If you’re truly ready, then so am I.”
“I am. I want this. I want to be all in with you.”
“Then let’s be all in.” His lips find mine in a passionate kiss that steals my breath away. Despite his hurt shoulder, he easily lifts me into his arms and carries me into the bedroom.
Cormac sets me down on the bed, his eyes gazing over me. I don’t feel any fear. No more.
His hands find the end of my dress and I raise my arms above my head, letting him slip it off me. He easily takes my bra off, leaving me in nothing but my panties.
My own hands find his shirt and shove it up. Cormac takes it the rest of the way off while I unbuckle his pants. He shoves them down. I can see his erection straining against his underwear.
We both want this.
Cormac leans over my body, his hands finding the waistband of my panties, before slipping them down my legs. I part my legs of my own accord. His hand cups my most intimate area, rubbing over my clit.
A soft moan escapes me. “Cormac.” I open my legs wider, letting him touch even more of me. He rubs me harder, getting me wetter and wetter. Ready for the moment.
When his finger enters me, my inner walls clamp down, and a cry leaves my mouth, filling up the room.
“Cormac!”
He pushes his finger in and out of me, stretching me. Getting me ready for him. My hips roll into his hand, seeking more and more and more. I’ll never tire of Cormac touching me. Not until the day I die.
“You like this?” he asks, plunging his finger in deeper. “Feel all of it. Soon it will be my cock.”
His words turn me on more. A sudden gush of wetness seeps out of me.
I can’t hold back any more. My orgasm rips through my body before I even know what’s happening.
Cormac pulls his finger out and licks it. “You taste so fucking good. I want to taste you again but I really want to fuck you.”
“Then do it. Take me. I’m ready.”
He shoves his underwear down, freeing his length. It’s large and veiny but despite how intimidating it looks, I know he won’t hurt me with it. Only pleasure from here on out.
Cormac wraps his arms around me, bringing us chest to chest and eye to eye. “Ready?”
“Yes,” I gasp out. My body is aching for his touch.
He lines his cock up to my entrance before shifting his hips forward and entering me. He takes his slow until he’s seated all the way inside. It doesn’t hurt at all. Not like I thought it would.
“Are you ok?” he grits out.
I run my hand along his back, helping to relax him. “I’m wonderful. It doesn’t hurt. Take me, Cormac. Please. I’m ready.”
Slowly, he begins to thrust his hips forward and back.
After a moment, I match his pace, rolling my own hips around.
Cormac tightens his arms around me. Never have I felt this safe with another person.
The man who once kidnapped me. It’s wild to think where we began and ended up.
But the past doesn’t matter. All that matters is our future.
Feeling bold, I wrap my legs around his waist, drawing him in closer. Cormac lets out a strained groan. I love that he’s letting himself go with me. No more hate. No more anger. Only love.
“Cormac,” I whisper. “Kiss me.”
He doesn’t hesitate to kiss me deeply. Our bodies move as one. His rhythm and mine matching together perfectly, like we were made for each other.
He dives his length into me deeper. My moan gets caught in my throat. The pleasurable sensation is too much. I think I might die from it all but it would be a great way to go.
My fingers brush along the scar on his back shoulder blade from where he was shot. It’s an ugly looking scar but it only makes Cormac look more handsome. He survived and it only brought us closer.
“Cormac,” I sigh against his lips. “Oh. Oh!”
He thrusts into me harder. I never thought something rough could feel so good. I wrap my legs around him tighter, never letting him go. Never wanting this moment to end.
“God, Arianna,” he groans. “God, you feel so good around me. Fuck.” His pace becomes harder and firmer. I let him take me how he wants because I want it too.
In one smooth motion, he rolls onto his back, bringing me astride him. “I want you to show me want you like. I want you to also be in control.”
Not an ounce of shyness is within me as I move my hips back and forth. I love that Cormac wants me to have a say in our relationship. This is exactly what we both need.
He grabs my hips, helping to move me along his length. A cry gets caught in my throat.
“Oh,” I moan softly, dropping my head back. His hand cups my right breast, enhancing the pleasure.
“Ride me, Arianna. Show me what you like. I need to see it.”
I blush at his words but I don’t stop. Nothing could make me stop in this moment.
Cormac sits up and brings our chests together. I continue to roll my hips around, feeling him sink deeper into me. Nothing has ever felt this good.
Our lips meet in a sweaty, passionate kiss. It’s not perfect but it’s perfect for us.
“Fuck, you feel perfect in my arms,” he says into my neck.
“Yes,” I gasp out, clutching his back. I never want there to be any space between us again.
My hips move around like they have a mind of their own. My body knows exactly what to do, so I’m choosing to trust it.
Cormac grips my hips tighter, pulling me down onto his cock over and over again. I can’t stop myself from whimpering. It’s all too much and yet not enough.
“Cormac,” I cry out. “Please.”
“What do you need? Tell me what you need. I’ll do it.”
“I need you. Just you.”
He pulls me flush against him. “You have me. I promise. You’ll always have me.”
I cup his face, locking our eyes together. “Cormac, I love you.” I haven’t said it yet. I was waiting for the right moment and I know this is it.
His body goes still. “I love you too,” he whispers.
A pure, sense of happiness spreads through me. “I’m glad.”
“You really love me?”
“I really do.”
He kisses me deeply as he rolls me onto my back and thrusts into me harder. I kiss him until I feel I can’t even breathe. Until I feel like I might die.
My pleasure builds and builds within me until it’s too much to bear. I gasp against his lips as my orgasm washes over me.
Cormac holds me closer as he truly claims my body and then at last, he finds his own release.
I love the way he shakes and shudders. The vulnerability in his expression. It’s perfect.
Cormac kisses me more gently as we both ride out our pleasure. Our bodies are sweaty but neither one of us cares. Nothing could ruin this perfect moment.
After a while, he slips out of me. “How do you feel?”
I stare up at the ceiling. “I feel… perfect. It was perfect.” I turn to face him, snuggling into his arms. “I’ve never felt more happy in my entire life.”
“I don’t deserve you,” he whispers, running his hand along my hair.
“You’ve worked hard to earn my trust. You deserve it now, Cormac. I didn’t know you loved me.”
“And I didn’t know you loved me.”
“I realized it when you were shot. I just didn’t know when to say it. But this felt like the right moment.”
“I realized it when I woke up from my surgery and I saw you run into my room, looking worried for me. No one has ever looked that worried for me before. I knew then that I loved you.”
His words send a shiver through my heart. Never have I felt more happy. More… free. How ironic since he was once my kidnapper but now, things have changed. We’ve both changed.
“I’m a little scared though,” I admit. “Being in this new mafia world. I’m worried you could get shot at any moment.”
“It’s a reality of this life. But I promise you, Arianna, that I won’t leave you.
I won’t break my promise to you. I won’t ever hurt you.
You made me realize that there’s good people in this world.
That I didn’t have to be so fucking angry all the time.
Even though neither one of us knows what will happen in the future, I can promise you that I’ll be here. And I’ll try to not get killed.”
“Thank you. I needed to hear that. This is all so new for me. Navigating this life my dad didn’t want for me.
But I’m in it now. And while it’s a little scary, it’s also made me more brave.
It made me realize I didn’t have to be sheltered all my life.
That I didn’t want that. I just want to be with you. ”
“I just want to be with you too. No more hating on the Italian mafia. I’m done with that. I have my family back. And I have you. Let’s just be happy.”
I feel like my smile is so big, it may break my face. “I want that. Let’s just be happy.”
Cormac and I share one final, lingering kiss, ready to start our new life together.
The End