Page 18 of Outsider of the Mafia

I fucked him slow, with our gazes fixed on each other. There was no yesterday and no tomorrow. There was only now and the two of us while the world outside dissolved into nothing. I trembled under his gaze when I came, my insides quivering just as my outsides. He showed me just how much I meant to him. When he came, he didn’t take his gaze away. It was on mine, holding us both prisoner, as he showed me his moment of weakness when he spilled inside me. We sagged into each other’s arms. Drained of energy. I wanted to stay in them forever. But I didn’t have time to waste, and I made to get off him.

His hands gripped my ass, keeping me close to him. “Where are you off to?”

He nipped lazily at my shoulder, and I was back to wanting to stay within the arms of his comfort. “Lunch.”

“With?” Another nip.

“Ada.”

His movements stilled. His head cocked, eyes filled with curiosity, so many questions in them.

“I’m ready.”

“You want me to come with you?”

I opened my mouth, the words ‘I’d like nothing more’ at the tip of my tongue. But then I shook my head. Slowly. “No.” My confidence picked up. “I want to do this myself.”

“You sure?” His hand on my back was soothing, and it instilled the confidence I needed. It wasn’t going to be easy. Taking the first step. Especially when so much time had passed. Especially when she’d tried so hard, and I’d hurt her every time. Even if I’d called her a few months ago, I hadn’t been able to meet her in the flesh. It took me so long to do something that someone else could do in an hour. She had been patient, and now I knew it was time. But I had to do it, and it had to be me. Alone. “It’s been two years, and sometimes, I am right back to the day I threw Daria into a marriage she never asked for, but some days, I see hope, and it burns a little less inside me. Today is one of those days and…” I took a deep breath. It was part gasp and part relief. I felt like I could breathe again. “I miss Ada. She both let me down and brought me up. But she’s the only Mamma I know, and I want her in my life. I want to see if I could rebuild what we had into something. Anything.”

His face only showed understanding when it met mine. I gave him a soft kiss and pushed off him. I was at the door to the bathroom when he called out to me. I looked back to see so much love in his gaze. “I am fucking proud of you.”

My lips wobbled. “I know. And I am fucking proud of myself for getting here. Thank you for helping me.”

“I told you I’d be there for you,piccolo porcospino, no matter what.”

This time, his words resonated. Because he had proved it to me. Again and again. Every single day to this day. Love was a weird thing. Especially when it came face-to-face with a girl like me. But he was a perfect match for my dark heart. “I’m keeping you,” I told him, to his dark chuckle, as I turned on the shower.

“Because?” he called out.

“Because you’re mine,” I answered.

And so worth my heart.