Alana

Tony held me the entire time until I was tucked under the covers in the house. I had a feeling Simms had been shady, but I had no idea he was the one who killed my father or at the very least had my father killed. It did explain why he had no hesitation in sending me into the lion’s den. The memories of the past came flooding back. The news that my father was gone, the heartache as my mother tried to understand how she lost the love of her life, and the constant visits from Simms. An unpleasant thought crossed my mind.

“Tony, can I ask you something?”

“Anything, sweetheart.”

“Do you sell drugs?”

“God, no. My conscience is clean where that’s concerned. Why do you ask?”

“Well, my mother didn’t do drugs until my father died. It reminded me of the times when Simms would visit.”

“What happened?”

“I think he was giving my mother drugs. Until now, I thought maybe it was her being reminded of my father that would send her into these depressive moods, but now that I reflect on it, she was higher than a kite. After a while, I couldn’t tell the difference, but at the beginning, his arrival brought that different woman I no longer recognized.”

“That may be the missing link. If he’s dealing drugs, or at least working with the drug dealers, that could explain why he had one working for him, why he would send you into get information for him, and why he’s interested in taking me down.”

“That’s why I asked. If you don’t sell them then why would he want to get you in trouble?”

“Because I have the goods on several people like Homan, the mayor, and other public officials, some of them major drug addicts. Getting Homan and his prostitute ring off the streets would cut into his profit.”

“I think it’s time I called into the police department. I only worked with him on this. No one was supposed to know. I wonder how much trouble he could get in for it?”

“A lot, but I don’t think we should do that just yet. The tape we created will do all we need it to. There’s some people in the DEA and FBI that will be eager to clean up the streets.”

“You made a tape? In the car, right now?”

“Yes. It was something Vinny and I talked about beforehand. Tito isn’t dead. He’s working with Simms. Another fucking punch in the gut. I had a feeling he was in on it when I spoke to him last. It took too long to get those files on you and Simms.”

“Files on me.” The Oh Shit look crossed his face. “Is that why you trust me a little now?”

“Nope, I got those files after we made love that day. I asked for them the day I kicked you out. I wanted to know why you did what you did.”

“Oh…” He tipped my chin and looked me in the eyes. I hated when he did that because I was putty, mushy putty in his hands. It was my fault that he didn’t trust me and it was only fair for him to get everything he could on me. I was just being silly about it. Like somehow, I deserved his trust.

“I love you, Alana. I don’t know why I wanted to listen to you so badly, but I knew I had to hear everything from your mouth. I don’t deserve you. What happened between us is said and done. We are over that and it won’t be something I will ever hold against you, and I hope that you can forgive me for the way I reacted to the news.”

“Forgive you? I forgave you the moment it happened. In fact, I wasn’t mad at you at all. How could I be? I was the one who messed up. I’m the one who kept something huge from you that was dangerous. I should have told you sooner. If you forgive me, then everything is right in my world.”

“Fuck, woman, you’re about to get nailed to our bed for that.”

“About time, I’ve soaked through my undies a while ago.”

“That’s what I’m talking about. Time to make you scream my name.” He growled and pounced on top of me. My clothes were not an obstacle, Tony making quit work of removing them. As soon as my bra was off, his mouth was on my hard peak. I felt it all the way to my bones. An orgasm built up quickly from a plane ride full of dirty dreams to wicked promises and kisses that turned me into a wet mess by the time we drove home. It only took his touch to bring back all the desire I’d lost during that call. Now, my body demanded to implode and shake with euphoric, insatiable bliss. He didn’t even take off all his clothes before his cock was penetrating my womb. I cried out. My feet clasped around his ass, feeling the edge of his belt and sliding it down further.

“Oh shit,” I shouted, my pussy clenching his shaft as my orgasm tore through me. He smiled down at me, then slammed his thick cock deep inside. As I pulsed, I could feel him throb with jets of cum filling me up.

“Tony,” I sighed, loving his dominating ways. His hands continued to roam all over my body, running up and down my flank, edging my breasts then grasping my hips. The more he touched me, the more I ached to go again. Our hips rocked together and what was once done worked itself into a round two. I’d never get enough.

“I love you, Alana.”