Page 57 of Taking His Heart

It’s on the tip of my tongue to call bullshit. But then I remember diplomacy and all. Also, he didn’t say she’s not moving here.

“Fine. I was planning on returning with her anyway. We’re house hunting,” I announce. “In both cities.”

“Good. Aurelio and Rosie are going with you.”

Great! Just what I need, a twenty-something-hour flight with my wife’s siblings.

“Um, do I get a say in any of this?” Daniella asks.

“No,” her father tells her. “You’re going back to Melbourne until all this is settled.”

“How long will all this take?” Daniella asks while using air quotes.

“Hopefully not long.”

“A chopper will take you from here to the jet,” Tío E chimes in. “Aurelio and Rosie are already there.”

“I want details. Who the fuck is after her and what they want,” I tell Mr. De Bellis.

“I’m handling it,” he responds.

“She’s my wife. I want the details,” I repeat.

“My brother will meet you in Melbourne. Have a safe flight.” Mr. De Bellis walks over to Daniella. “Be smart, and don’t leave CJ’s side,” he tells her.

I’m not stupid. He knows I’ll be her shield. That’s the only reason he wants her so close to me. It’s the exact same reason my father likes my sister’s husband more than he lets on. I’m not complaining, though. I got the girl. In the end, I won.

Chapter Twenty-Four

“Are you sure no one is going to come in here?” I ask CJ.

After his Uncle E told us the chopper was thirty minutes out, CJ pulled me into a guestroom. Thankfully, my dad was too busy talking to Mr. Bianchi and CJ’s uncle to notice.

“I locked the door,” CJ assures me. “I’m going to be stuck on a jet with your siblings, Dani. I’m not going to have access to your pussy for more than twenty-four hours. Do you have any idea how torturous that is? Knowing it’s so close and not being able to touch it?”

“I’m sure you’ll survive.” I laugh.

I get it, though. Since we’ve reconnected, I’ve wanted him more than ever. I can’t seem to get enough. Perhaps we’re both using sex as a reassurance that we’re in this together. That this is real. I don’t know, but it feels good, so I don’t want to stop.

CJ’s hands snake up under my skirt, reaching my panties and tugging them all the way down to my ankles. He’s now on his knees in front of me as he lifts one foot and then another. My panties go into his jacket pocket before he’s raising my left leg and balancing it over his shoulder. Putting his face right in line with my now-bare pussy.

“There she is,” he says, staring at my exposed sex. “So fucking beautiful.” He looks up at me with a smirk. “And wet. You’re fucking drenched, Dani.”

“Well, you would be too if you were married to you,” I tell him.

CJ returns his attention to my pussy. Using two fingers, he separates my lips, holding me wide open. His mouth is a breath away when he blows on me, causing my entire body to shiver. And then his tongue slides from bottom to top. Slowly, gently.

“Oh, fuck!” I hiss. My hands landing on the top of his head as I try not to lose my balance. It’s not easy standing on one foot while having your pussy licked.

CJ repeats the process, blowing gently and then licking me in one slow glide of his tongue. He does this over and over, until I’m squirming against his face, seeking more. That’s when he decides he’s done with the slow.

Pushing a finger inside me, he grunts as I feel myself gripping on to that finger. The walls of my pussy clenching as tight as they can. It’s not enough. I need more. I need his dick. I’m about to tell him as much when his mouth closes around my clit, and he sucks while pumping that finger in and out of me.

My hands pull at his hair. My body tenses as I feel the start of my orgasm crashing into me. CJ only intensifies his sucking, increasing the speed of his fingers fucking me as I come apart. A silent scream on my lips.

Before I have time to recover, I’m being lifted and then thrown on to my back on the bed. CJ climbs over top of me and then he bottoms out inside me in one swift move.

“Fuck,” I groan as a slight burn forms.