Chapter 22

Carina

“I honestly can’t believe you walked out of there alive.”

Harrison let out loud laugh. “I’ve been in some tense situations before, but that had to be one of the hardest I’ve been in.”

I squeezed his hand as we walked back up to my place. Shortly after my father had sent Luca and Nico away to check out Ronald, they came back in with more information on him. Nico, as tough as he was, was extremely smart. He knew a thing or two about computers, and was easily able to dig a little deeper than he had before on Ronald. While the police department had hidden the majority of his identity, they had forgotten to take care of news articles of Ronald when he was working in St. Louis. Nico was able to find several old news articles with Ronald’s name and picture linking him to the St. Louis Police Department.

My brothers rushed in and let my father know what was going on. And from that moment, his demeanor towards Harrison completely changed. Instead of the guarded boss of a mafia, he turned almost friendly, and thanked Harrison for his help before we left. He even mentioned that if Harrison needed anything he would make sure it was taken care of.

“Do you think you are going to take my father up on his offer?” I asked as we walked into my living room and collapsed on my couch. Harrison put his head in his hands, I could easily tell that he was conflicted. I put my hand on his back and rubbed it slightly. I felt awful that I was the reason he was now in this messed up situation.

“I’m not sure.”

I sat there rubbing his back because I didn’t know what else to do or say. Suddenly my cell phone cut through the silence of my apartment. I reached over and saw my father’s name flash across the screen.

“Hi daddy,” I answered.

“Hi sweetheart,” he said. “Listen, are you still with Harrison? I need to talk to him for a second.” I moved the phone away from my ear and looked at Harrison.

“He wants to talk to you.” Harrison grabbed my phone.

“Hi Mr. Dellucci,” he said.

“Hi Harrison,” I could hear my father say through the phone. “Listen, we discussed things here, and we are still going to go through with the meeting with Ronald tomorrow.”

“But, sir, I’m not sure – “

“It is the only way not to tip him off. I don’t really feel like being dragged to the police department this evening. But I figured we can fix two birds with one stone with this one.”

“What do you mean?” Harrison asked.

“I have a friend that owes me a favor. I gave him a call after you left, and he agreed to everything. I still need my lovely daughter to attend tomorrow, because we had mentioned to Ronald that she would be there. Would you mind being there, behind the scenes, to protect her?”

Protect me? Why would I need protection? I opened my mouth to say something, but Harrison held up his hand to keep my quiet.

“Yes, I will be there,” Harrison said confidently.

“Perfect. We will see you tomorrow Harrison.”

“See you then.”

“Oh, and Harrison? Take care of my daughter.”

And with that Harrison hung up my phone and pulled me closer to him.

“You sure this all a good idea?” I asked. It seemed risky to continue on with the meeting. Harrison let out a long sigh.

“I’m not sure Carina. But all I know is that I will feel a lot better if I am there and able to get you out of there if I need to.”

I scooted closer to him, folded my legs under me and put my hand on his lap. He got up and grabbed a couple of glasses from the kitchen and poured us drinks. He was the first one to take a sip. I stared at the bottle of liquor, scared of the venomous bite that it packed behind it. The silence filled the room as we sat inches from each other on the couch.

I wondered what he was thinking about, but personally, my mind couldn’t help drifting to the last time we had sex with each other. His hard body pressed against mine as we made love in the room. I wanted to feel that again, but I didn’t want to come off being too aggressive.

“So,” I turned towards him but before I could get my words out, his lips met mine with a soft, sensual kiss.

We ended up back in my room. He laid me on the bed and climbed on top of me, but I put my hand into his chest. I wanted to control it. I sat up and I loosened his belt and allowed his pants to fall down below his waist and hit the ground. I stroked my hand over his cock and bobbed my head up and down on it at the same time. I knew what he liked. I wrapped my lips around it tightly as I moved my head up and down. He reached forward and pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my bra. I slid one hand back and unstrapped it as my breasts fell free from their traps. Without warning, I took his cock and slid it in the middle of my breasts. I squeezed them together as I moved my chest up and down.

He grabbed my breasts and thrusted his pelvis up and down. He picked up his speed, but I quickly removed my breasts from his cock and slid my mouth back onto it. I could feel his muscles tighten.

“You like that, baby?” I asked, stroking his cock.

“Yeah, but I like being inside of you more” he said.

His cock was still hard as I kicked my pants across the room and removed my panties. I slid on top of him; my core was already soaked, so he slid right in. I quickly hopped on him.

“Oh, my God,” I said as I felt the pleasuring pain from his length. I grinded on top of him while his cock brushed against my g-spot, sending a rush of waves from the inside of me. I ran my hands over the ripples on his chest as I looked down at his waist.

He lifted me off the mattress and laid me on my back and from there, he moved inside of me slowly. His waist moved back and forth like he was in rhythm to a beat inside of his head. His abs flexed right in front of me as he used his stomach muscles like he was slow dancing.

He sent his tongue onto the edge of my ear and licked it softly, making a trail from there to my collarbone as my legs tightened around him. He slid his hand onto my ass, gripping a handful of it while he moved on top of me. With his other hand, he stroked my hair and kissed me softly on the lips as if it was the last time he was going to see me. The last time he was going to hold me.

My heartbeat felt as though it slowed down as we were intertwined with each other. As he pumped, I dug my nails into his back. I felt the love he had for me and that alone blocked out everything else.

He placed his hands on the mattress and pushed himself up while I locked my legs around him. His mouth slid onto my nipples, caressing them with his tongue.

“Go faster,” I said as he mounted me.

He bit his lip and sped up. My breasts bounced up and down on my chest as I closed my eyes and reached for pillows to cover my face.

“Harder!” I yelled through the pillow. He heard my muffled voice and sped up again, pushing himself further inside of me. Now, I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to pound into me.

“Harder!” I screamed. He grabbed my legs and pinned them behind my head until they formed a V-shape and he pounded deep inside me. His cock hit my cervix as we bounced up and down on the mattress. I bit my lip, trying to muffle my screams as I yelled out in a pain and pleasure as I reached down and stroked my clit when I was on the verge of coming.

He yanked me up and threw me against the couch. Before I could prepare myself, he shoved his long cock inside of me and smacked my ass. I gripped the edge of the bed.

“Fuck!” I yelled out as he grabbed a handful of my hair. He had me pinned against the mattress, and second later, I came. We laid, lifeless, on top of my couch as I faced the ceiling.

“Damn, Harrison. That was amazing.”

He tried to catch his breath as he laid next to me. I put my hand on his chest and let my fingertips dance over the ripples on his sweaty chest. Having sex with him again was everything I expected and more. I turned my head towards the door, imagining what life would be like between us for years to come.