Caught Red Handed (The Caught Series Book 6)

by C. M. Steele

  I climbed into bed with her, pulling her to my chest and falling into a fitful sleep. Every time she moved an inch I woke up with my heart racing. I’d press my lips to her head to make sure that she was still with me. It felt incredible to lay here with her just to sleep. Granted, my dick was hard as fuck and I wanted to bury it in her womb, marking her and filling her with my baby, but this was special to me, too.

  Chapter 8

  Alana

  I woke up wrapped in Tony’s arms. Knowing it was wrong didn’t stop me from pressing deeper into his embrace. He moaned my name and sleepily whispered, “I love you.” I froze for a moment. We met less than a day ago. It wasn’t possible to know that he loved me. More like he had the hots for me, but that was it. Lust was a powerful feeling. It fucked up a lot of people who mixed up the two. I knew I was completely in lust with him. Love wasn’t even something I wanted to consider. Could it happen very soon? Yes. Would it happen before he dumped me to the curb? Probably, because that was the pattern in my life. One sucky event after another caused people to come and go since I was a child. And Tony was just another stop on the rollercoaster of shit.

  The sun was out, but I had no idea what time it was. Hell, I didn’t know how I got in here. I must have been more exhausted than I thought.

  “Go back to sleep, Alana.” His voice was gravelly and my body liked it.

  “What time is it?” I asked, hoping to get him to speak again.

  “Sleepy time.” He tucked me tighter to him, making my body hyperaware of his. He wasn’t fully dressed. He had boxers on, but his shirt was gone.

  “Where am I?” I wondered aloud.

  “In our bed,” he told me. His words were firm and sent a shiver of delight through me.

  “Tony, what am I going to do about you?” I sighed to myself.

  He nipped at my ear, then kissed my neck. For a criminal, he seemed really sweet. “There’s a lot you could do, but for right now you’re going to sleep with me because neither of us got any rest.”

  “Okay.” I didn’t want to argue with him because where I was in his arms felt so perfect and I was tired as hell.

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  We woke up a short while later with a knock on the bedroom door.

  “Shit, it’s my housekeeper.” He hopped out of the bed, making me bounce a little and bite back a giggle.

  He opened to a woman who had a large tray in her hands, which he took immediately and sat it down on the night stand. “We would have come down.”

  “I figured it was better you ate up here. You looked so tired.” The woman smiled at Tony with the love and affection of a mother.

  “Filomena, I would like you to meet Alana. Alana, this is my lovely housekeeper of the past five years.”

  “It’s such a pleasure to finally meet the woman for Tony. He deserves a beautiful creature like yourself.”

  “Thank you.” I didn’t know how to respond. I’d just been wrapped up in his arms and now I was being served food by the older housekeeper who was wearing the largest grin possible.

  “I’m going to leave you for the day. I have to visit my son, and Vinny has agreed to take me there.”

  “Tell him I said hello.” She nodded, then left us with a plate of food that made my stomach grumble. It had been almost a full day without eating for me.

  “So, beautiful, let’s eat.” He handed me a plate with fettuccini alfredo with chicken. With the first bite, a moaned escaped between my lips and the fork. Tony stopped his fork midway, staring at me.

  “Sorry.”

  “For what? Making me want to toss the plates aside and make you moan like that for me? Because that sound coming from you is so unbelievably sexy.”

  “Then we’d both be starving. How about we eat and you leave that dirty mind of yours alone?”

  “I’ll try.” He took a bite of his food as I watched and paused my fork midway as well and had to laugh at myself. I was drooling over him as he ate in only his boxers. Lunch took longer than it should have and we still didn’t finish. He took our plates and bottles of water and set them on the night stand.

  “I can’t wait anymore. Besides, I believe our meal has gone cold.”

  “It has.” My eyes were trained to the tent in his boxers as he stood in front of the bed. I wanted him even though I knew deep down he was bad for me, and if he knew that I came to him working undercover with the cops, it could be deadly. But I couldn’t walk away from him again.

  Chapter 9

  Tony

  I could see the fear in her eyes, but I wasn’t quite sure what was causing it. She was a virgin, something that I was about to change, but it felt like more. She obviously knew more, or thought she knew more, about me. I was a criminal, but I’d mostly gone legit. Every once in a while, a body would end up in the middle of the pacific never to be seen again. I couldn’t let people think I was weak; that was when you paid the ultimate price.

  “Take off that top.” I wanted her to show me she wanted to be on my dick. It was where she should be, but I wasn’t going to take that shit. Her pussy should always be willing for me. She crossed her arms and tentatively grabbed the hem of her worn tee, lifting it off herself. I groaned as I took in the sight of her bared breasts. She had huge tits that belonged in my mouth and then the mouths of our kids.

  I reached out and held her slender waist as I had her stand. Sliding my hands up her body, grazing the edge of her breasts, a shiver washed over her. Little goosebumps appeared over her sensitive flesh and this was just the beginning. Her chest rose and fell as her breathing became uneven and heavy. Tipping her chin, I lifted her eyes to look into mine. “You’re so damn perfect.” I dipped my head and kissed her lips, letting my tongue swipe across her seam, granting me access to inside.

  I pulled her close to me, running my fingers over her arms, feeling the goosebumps take over the softness. “Is this because you’re scared or you like my touch, Alana?”

  “Touch,” she moaned mindlessly, her head resting on my chest before she placed a kiss there. My cock throbbed in my boxers. I was going to come faster than I wanted, but I had to control myself for her. She was here for keeps, I didn’t want her to do a mad dash because I couldn’t get her off.

  “Good answer,” I murmured against her ear. “Because I’m going to touch you everywhere.”

  With my hands firmly on her hips, I pulled back to get a better look at her. The light from the window played on her beautiful features. She was everything a man could wish for. My body shook deep inside as my anticipation to claim her grew. “Perfection, Alana.” The back of my hand trailed up each side, grazing the edge of her pert breasts. She shivered as my fingers spread out over them, my thumbs rubbing her nipples. Her head rolled and her back arched as I leaned down and took her curvy mound in my mouth. Her hands clutched my shoulders, her nails digging in so she wouldn’t fall. But I would never let her fall, nothing would ever hurt her. She was mine and this was only the beginning. The slight moan that fell from her lips sent another round of electricity through me. Unleashing my lips from around her tit, I kissed her softly.

  “Amore mia,” I whispered as I slid down to my knees. She needed to be tasted, savored, and pleased. Grasping the band of her shorts, I tugged the thin material off. Underneath were plain, white, cotton panties that had a wet spot that was spreading. I smiled, leaning forward and nipping at the top of her slit. The fabric rubbed against her pussy, pulling another moan from her.

  “Mio, solo mio,” I swore as I removed the barrier between us. Pressing my nose to her mound, I took in her untouched scent, the last time she’ll smell this pure before I fill her with my seed, forever claiming her. Her body started to weaken from my touch, I could feel the slack and knew she was about to come for me. I stood up, then kissed her before walking her to the edge of the bed. “Sit,” I ordered, my blood heated so much that my words were gruff and demanding. “Now.”

  She sat down with a pink tinge to her cheeks. With her ass on the edge, I dropped back
down and tossed her legs over my shoulders. Giving her a wink and a smile, I glided my tongue along her folds, her cunt was fucking ripe for the taking. My tongue craved more, just like she begged, “Tony, please.” I dipped deeper into her honey, tasting every ounce of her release as it hit her.

  “Fuck me,” she shouted.

  “Always, Alana.” Her body wiggled and her back arched as she flexed her hips and rode her orgasm. I continued to tease her pussy, licking and nipping at her soft inner thighs until she was lying there spent. I pushed my boxers off, then stroked my cock one long, hard tug before moving her to the center of the bed. Leaning over her with my thighs between her parted ones, I rocked my length against her heated pussy. Fuck, I could eat her out all day, all fucking day. Her pussy was the best meal I ever had, and I didn’t think that was fucking possible. Supporting my weight with my forearms, I took her mouth, letting her taste herself. She attacked my lip, sucking on the bottom one until I growled from the intensity. For a girl so inexperienced, my woman was wild in bed.

  I reached between us and pushed a finger into her cunt, watching her body react to my penetration, rubbing my thumb against her clit, and making her pussy wet for my entry. As soon as she wiggled down, trying to get more, I knew it was time. My heart was pounding through my chest, singing her name. I wanted to claim her, but I didn’t know if I could contain this violent lust in me. Her body was small compared to mine, so fragile yet filled with generous tits and ass. Shaking like a fucking virgin, I pushed the tip into her slit. I watched her face as I took her innocence in a rough thrust. Tears pooled in her eyes and a cry ripped through her, striking me dead in my soul. How the fuck could I’ve hurt her? I swallowed hard, stilling my lower body and leaning over her to apologize. She had other plans; her hands thrusted into my hair and pulled my head to hers, kissing me as she wrapped her thighs around my waist. Her heels dug into the top of my ass and all need for an apology was completely forgotten.

  “Mio,” I growled, rolling my hips forward, my cock pushing deeper with each pass. Her walls tightened like a vise around my shaft, and with every release, my balls would rise a little more. The pleasure ran fucking laps from the base of my skull, down my spine, and back until beads of sweat coated my skin.

  “Tony,” she panted, my name crossing her lips like it was strung from gold and I was King motherfucking Midas. I pumped harder, letting her get a little more cock into her. I still wasn’t full in, but that didn’t matter, I was so fucking hard she could practically feel me in her tonsils. Her pussy’s death grip kept my orgasm at bay, but not for long.

  “Alana, I want you to come for me.” Her sweet, tight cunt squeezed the fuck out of my cock with those words. Then she shivered and pumped her hips up until her pussy swallowed up my entire length. It was too much for me and I felt my sack let go, coming hard into her unprotected womb and flooding it with my seed. My heart thumping and my breath heavy, I rested on her with the majority of my weight held up by my elbows.

  I stared at her as she closed her eyes and absorbed what happened. I could still feel her body pulsing out the last bit of pleasure as her walls sucked up the rest of my load. I tasted her lips, parting them so my greedy tongue could dominate her mouth. “You’re mine, amore.” Then I slipped my hand under her and rolled us so she was on my chest as my back hit the mattress. My eyes were heavy as sleep came fast and hard.

  Chapter 10

  Alana

  It felt like déjà vu, waking up in Tony’s bed and arms, but unlike last time, my body ached in all new places. His hold on me was loose, so I slid out and made my way to his bathroom. The sun was starting to set, but I had enough light to find my way without waking him. I needed a shower and time to think. So much had happened in a matter of hours. I turned the shower on and looked for some towels in the large bathroom closet. As I closed the closet door, I saw Tony standing there. I jumped, shocked and nearly fell over. He caught me with his hands on my biceps.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

  “It’s okay. I just thought I was quiet enough not to wake you.”

  “I notice every time you move, Alana.” He frowned for a moment, then his lips came down on mine. “Good evening.”

  “Good evening.”

  “Come, let’s shower.” He moved around me in his spacious bathroom and turned on the spray. Tony took the soap and began to wash me. It was slow, patient, and tender. When every clean spot was rinsed, he’d kiss it. My body molded to his caress. We made love again after he carried me back to bed. I was knocked out completely. I felt like this was going to be a habit.

  Chapter 11

  Tony

  My phone rang at one in the morning. I managed to get the fucker, but I wasn’t happy. We spent so much time fucking that I was beat. I answered it with a growl as I scooted off the bed, being careful not to wake my beauty. “What’s up, Tito?”

  “Boss, there was a fight here and they broke the front window.”

  “Give me twenty and I’ll be down there.” I was so fucking ready to sell the place.

  Looking at her, I knew that some changes in my life had to happen. Spending hours and hours away from her didn't sit well with me. I hated leaving her, even though she was sleeping. The house was secure, and yet, I was still worried something would go down. She was too good for me and that heightened my fear. Anything could separate us, and it put me on edge. The drive to the club seemed to last forever, but once I got there, I met with several officers and two detectives.

  “Mr. Franchetti, where were you this evening?”

  “At home. What does that have to do with two fools fighting in my club.”

  “It’s not about that. There’s a woman missing from a fire at her apartment the other night, and she was seen in your club hours before.”

  “Who is this missing woman?” I asked him. I found it too convenient that he knew she’d been at my club and that they showed up during a fucking fight. He was probably tipped off by one of the random tails the police had on me. The pathetic motherfucker was in for a rude awakening if he was going to try and fool me.

  “Alana Torre. Don’t play dumb with me, Mr. Franchetti.”

  “Excuse me, but you need to remember you’re in my place of business, Detective, so mind your attitude.”

  “It’s Detective Simms. Do you know where she is?” This fucker was persistent…a little too persistent. I heard his name when his partner introduced them; I just didn’t give a fuck. His attitude came off like he knew more than he was letting on and I wasn’t going to pussyfoot around shit.

  “You know I do, don’t you? Someone tell you she was with me? She’s at my home resting. I was on my way to pick her up when the fire started. I grabbed her and her suitcase and we came home. She’s my fiancée now and none of your business. Please excuse me, but as it happens, I have to get back to her.” I started to walk away, but then I turned back. “Oh, and Simms, make sure they find out who started that fire, I want to be at his trial.”

  I hopped in my car and headed back home. They didn’t need me there for that bullshit. I had to go see Alana. Something about Simms was bothering me, but at the moment, all I wanted was to hold my woman and worship her from head to toe and fall into a nice deep sleep. I was about five minutes away from the house when my alarm went off. Panic set in. Did she leave? Did someone make me leave the house to get to her? I got to the front door in less than three minutes. I had to find out what was going on.

  Chapter 12

  Alana

  I woke up and Tony wasn’t there. Looking around the room, I didn’t see him. I called his name like a helpless, little girl. No answer. I leaned over and reached for the light switch on the wall next to the headboard. How could he leave me here after what happened? He took my virginity then cut out. If it wasn’t his house, I would have felt really used. It was dark outside, but I wasn’t sure what time it was.

  Wrapping the sheet around me, I got off the bed and went looking for my phone. It was in m
y bookbag. I hit it on, but the battery was low and I didn’t have a charger. “Shit.” I looked around the room but didn’t see a cord anywhere. There were three messages from Greg, and thankfully, Tony couldn’t get into them. I unlocked my phone and checked each one. He was worried that I didn’t make it out of the fire and asked me to contact him. Fuck that. Let that fucker think I died. The asshole set me up to be a pawn despite the danger. Then I refused to be Tony’s fuck toy, which is kind of useless now since that was what I’ve become, and he threatened me. I didn’t trust him anymore.

  I turned off my phone and jumped into the shower, washing away the evidence that Tony and I had sex. Damn it, I hated Greg. All I wanted to do was feel safe, but I couldn’t now. I could never have the happiness with Tony because of how we came to be. Making my shower fast, I dried off and hit up my suitcase for something to wear. The weather was warm outside, so a pair of shorts and a tee would be fine. I was done dressing like I was easy. Maybe then I would be able to control myself around Tony.

  Thinking of what happened in the last twenty-four hours, I was super freaking easy. I met a man and gave away my cookie in that short time. A man who I should avoid like the plague, but it seemed like I had a death wish. Instead of running for the hills, I was in his home, wondering where he left to and when he was coming back.

  Shaking my head in frustration, I walked out of the room. Maybe he was in his office somewhere in this place. I made my way downstairs and down a long corridor that led to the kitchen area. The house was quiet and dark. I could see the fridge with the moonlight coming from the patio doors, so I opened it to get something to drink. Despite doing the mattress mambo and only eating once, I wasn’t in the least bit hungry. After grabbing a bottled water, I walked to the doors and slid them open. The yard was fairly large with a nice size pool. He probably hosted lots of parties with women in bikinis. I tried to shake off the jealous thoughts because I was foolish to be feeling anything for him.