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I slide my tongue back into her slit, wriggling up into her, and I'm rewarded by the feel of her fingers pulling open my labia, a light stroke of a fingertip over my aching clit.
"Oh, God, Natalie, yes," she pants out. "Give me your tongue, just like that—oh God, that's good. Oh,fuck,that's good."
She grinds her pussy against my face, rubbing, grinding, circling, and I can feel her clit swelling under the pressure. She's on the verge of coming just from this and I want to make it last, so I hold her hips and I hold her still, keeping her spread open on my mouth.
"Don't stop," she begs. "Oh, don't stop, darling, please don't stop—just like that..."
But even deep in her own passion, she hasn't stopped fingering me, gently working my clit, carefully massaging me past sensitivity and straight into unbearable need.
If I could talk, I'd be signing her praises, but all I can do is fuck her with my tongue as she rides me, as she tugs at my swollen, throbbing labia, flicks at my clit to send a mixed pain-pleasure scream right through my body, driving me into a frenzy. I'm dying for her, dying for her to come so I can drink her in, swallow everything she has to give me. And the fire in my core is building into an inferno, my body shaking, my muscles tensing, my heart pounding like a drum.
"Oh, I'm coming," she whispers, her voice all thick and honeyed. "I'm coming on your sweet face, darling, come with me, come with me, come with me—"
Her body arches and she pushes down hard against me, flooding my mouth as I obey her command and come with her, my cries muffled in her warm, wet flesh as I explode in bliss.
Later, when we've cleaned up and are lying wrapped up in each other, silent and satisfied, Alessa nudges me with her nose.
"We were supposed to have a talk. About this. About us."
I give a questioning grunt. It's about all I can manage right now.
"Last time we did this," she says, propping herself up on her elbow, "you said we needed to have a serious talk. But then we agreed we'd put that off until after Elena was safe."
"Mm," I mumble. "I guess I did." Well, so much forthat. I can't even remember what I wanted to talk about. Something, something, should we really do this, yadda yadda…
It's amazing how little I care right now about all those obstacles between us.
"Maybe tomorrow," Alessa prods. "Maybe we could talk tomorrow night, after we get Elena out?"
That wakes me up. I open my eyes wide. "We're moving her tomorrow?"
She looks suddenly shy. "Well, if you still wanted to come…yes. Tomorrow night, my contact is docking at a marina near Daddy's house."
"Oh, I'll be there," I tell her. "I'll definitely be there. You're sure it's safe?"
"It's never safe, Nat," she tells me seriously. "None of this is ever safe. But it's the best opportunity we have."
I take her hand in mine and press a kiss to the back of it. "Then let's take it."
* * *
And so the next night, Alessa's car speeds along the highway, carrying us away from her father's estate, where we picked up Elena, to the marina where we'll meet Alessa's contact.
Beside me, Alessa drives with calm focus, while in the backseat, Elena huddles in nervous silence. I glance over my shoulder to offer her a reassuring smile, even as my own nerves thrum with tension.
"We’re almost there," Alessa says softly, her eyes never leaving the road.
My gaze lingers on Alessa’s elegant profile, once again struck by the complexities of this fascinating woman. Mafia royalty turned protector and champion of the vulnerable.
Including me, even after I deceived and betrayed her. An old pang of regret pierces me at the thought, but I force it down. I can’t change the past. I can only move forward and try to make things right.
Starting with ensuring Elena’s safety.
And then following up with Captain Stephen Bell, despite the repercussions I know will be headed my way. But I'm not going to let Sam Wright get away with his stalking and—because I have to assume now that itwashim—planting evidence.
Even suspects who might be guilty.
We can't take the law into our own hands, can't let people be tried on false evidence, can't avoid letting them have due process. It's a vile, rotten thing to do and it undermines our whole justice system.
