The Tempted Series: Collectors Edition

by Janine Infante Bosco

  “So much nicer looking at the real thing,” she moaned softly, adding another finger.

  I swallowed hard, remaining perfectly still as she slipped her fingers out of her pussy and let her hands cup her tits, spilling out of the palms of her hands.

  “Did you think of me when we were apart?” she pinched one of her nipples until it turned rigid, letting out a short gasp. She threw one leg over the edge of the tub water splashing all over the floor. With her free hand, she caressed her cunt again.

  “Did you touch yourself and wish it was my mouth wrapped around your cock?”

  “I taught you how to dirty talk,” I said gruffly, dropping to my knees in front of the tub, my big hand closing over her kneecap holding her still as her fingers charged in and out of her body. Her body arched with each stroke of her fingers, her pace quickening.

  “Always liked a lady on your arm and a slut in your bed, didn’t you Anthony?” she whispered harshly.

  “Tell me! Did you dream of my fucking mouth every time you came in your hand?”

  She was pushing me again, and she was going at it hard. I squeezed her knee as my eyes met hers.

  “Every fucking time,” I ground out.

  “You want my mouth, now don’t you?” she asked breathlessly, her hand moving even quicker, driving herself to the edge. She was almost there but not quite.

  “You want my cock?” I asked roughly, reaching into the water to grab the wrist of her hand she was using. I tugged on it, pulling her fingers out of her pussy and held her still. She’d fucking come but not by her own doing, not while I was standing right in front of her. I’d fuck her brains out and make her come until her body couldn’t handle it anymore. Game on.

  The heat evident in her eyes as she stared at me, moving quickly to sit all the way up wrapping her free arm around my neck and pulling me towards her. Her mouth crashed onto mine and it was over. She had been playing with fire and now she had unleashed the animal I had been keeping caged up.

  I reached into the bath water, wrapped my arms around her waist, and lifted her out of the tub, her body wet, and clinging to mine as I stood up not breaking the kiss. I claimed her mouth, owning every part with the sweep of my tongue, scraping her tongue with my teeth. Water splashed over the wall of the tub onto the floor. She wrapped her legs around me, more water dripping off her body onto the tiles.

  I carried her into my bedroom leaving a trail of bath water behind us. I prayed Mike didn’t come home, not really giving two fucks if he did because there was nothing that would stop me from fucking Adrianna raw.

  I dropped her down onto my bed, watching as she bounced off the mattress, her tits jumping, begging me to take them into my mouth. I grabbed the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down my legs, freeing my cock that was harder than a slab of concrete and pressed my knee into the mattress.

  “This what you want?” I asked her as I reached behind her, gathering her hair in my fist and giving it a slight tug. “You want me to fuck you, Reese’s?”

  She leaned forward, inviting the pull of her hair and whispered harshly against my ear.

  “Like it’s your last fucking chance.”

  “You threatening me?” I questioned. “Because that won’t fucking work. You’re fucking mine, you understand that?” I pushed her down onto the bed, tightening my grip on her hands and pinning them over her head as I stared at her. It was time she learned a lesson, the most important one I’d ever teach her. “It don’t matter if you aren’t in my bed every single night or if we’re not together for the whole world to know, you are mine Adrianna. You need something, anything you call me. You need a light bulb changed, a gallon of milk in the middle of the night, whatever the fuck it is…You. Call. Me. That boy of yours needs something…you call me. And you sure as shit call me when your pussy needs to be fucked. You understand me?”

  “Shut up!” She hissed, closing her hand around my cock. “Don’t fucking tease me Anthony, I want it all or nothing but just this once, I’ll settle for whatever this is.”

  “You want it all? I’ll give it all to you,” I grunted, slamming my hard cock deep inside of her. I closed my eyes briefly savoring the feel of her. “Still the tightest pussy I ever had.” I mumbled, trying to push deeper between the constraints of her tightness.

  She tried to break free from my hold but I slammed her wrists back down into the mattress.

  “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Bianci,” she ground out through clenched teeth before falling back into the plush mattress and lifting her hips.

  “Now fuck me right.”

  It took all my will power to hold myself still, my dick buried deep inside of her, the walls of her pussy clenching around it. I let go of one of her hands and cupped her chin, forcing her to look me in the eye.

  “Tell me what I want to hear Reese’s,” I warned.

  “Why? You never tell me what I want to hear?”

  “I just did,” I said knowingly.

  “I’m not playing games,” she grunted, grinding against me trying to coax my hips to move.

  “Fine,” I growled, slowly withdrawing my dick from her.

  “Fine,” she agreed, as I stroked my aching dick guiding it away from her swollen cunt. “I’ll fuck myself with my fingers as usual and you can…”

  “The fuck, you will,” I grunted, dropping down to my knees.

  She closed her mouth, her words escaping her the moment my tongue lapped at her pulsing flesh. I ate her like she was my last meal, high on her taste and I loved the way she rode my mouth, tugging at my hair desperately.

  “Christ!” She cried out, her hips in overdrive as she shoved her pussy against my tongue. I pulled my mouth off her for a moment, spreading her apart with my fingers finding the spot I wanted to hit and pressed my tongue flush against her pink nub.

  “I’m fucking yours!” she screamed, her pussy vibrating against my tongue as she came. Her fingers slipped to the back of my head, tightening their hold on my hair as she rode my face chasing her orgasm all the way until the bitter end.

  Thatta girl! All over my fucking mouth.

  Her hips fell, her ass diving into the mattress as she released my head, peering up at me from under the fringe of her lashes. She was so fucking gorgeous. I licked my lips as I crawled up her body, positioning myself between her legs. She wrapped her arms around my neck, hooking her legs around my waist and leaned forward pressing a soft kiss to my lips.

  I rubbed my cock against her wetness, closing my eyes as my it became slick, finally ramming it into her hard, unable to wait another second before feeling her wrap around me. That first thrust was euphoric, slipping into her, sliding home.

  She pushed with all her strength, rolling us until I was flat on my back and she was straddling me. “Is this what you pictured all those lonely nights?” She asked as she lifted her hips pulling herself off me slightly only to push down on my cock and fill herself again.

  That fucking pussy was meant for my cock, it owned the goddamn thing.

  My hands took hold at her tits, her nipples were sharp against my palms as I squeezed them. I leaned forward and took one into my mouth, sucking hard against the sharpened point before my teeth grazed it and my tongue soothed the sting. She whimpered and moaned, coming to life as she sat on my cock and worked me. I would not hold out much longer, and I wanted her to come again, this time right along with me. I pulled her off my cock and flipped her onto her stomach, she smirked as she glanced over her shoulder.

  I know what you like baby, I’m the one who showed you what you like.

  I rubbed my dick against her perfectly round ass as I palmed her cheeks, squeezing them with the palms of my hand.

  “God damn A,” I growled, bending down to kiss the center of her back. “That ass.” I grabbed a hold of her hips lifting her high and wide as my dick found its home, beating down on her sweet cunt until I was fully inside of her. I gave her a few good thrusts, my dick working in and out of her, her ass pressed against
me with each stroke of my dick. She was full of me, fisting my sheets, screaming my name over and over into my pillow as she came. I fucking lost it, my hips bucked and I let go like a wild man until she took every drop of me, draining me completely.

  She was right before; I wanted her fucking mouth, had pictured her lips around my cock every time I jerked off in my cell, but having her pussy was so much better. I’d take her mouth later. I collapsed on top of her, trying to control my breaths before I rolled my weight off her. She didn’t move, remaining face down on my bed so I patted her ass to get her attention.

  “I think I died,” she whimpered and I remembered that she was sore from the gym. What we had done had most likely wiped away any good effect the bath may have had. I leaned over her and kissed her shoulder, my hand caressing her back softly.

  “Hey…,” I whispered. “Look at me.”

  She lifted her head a fraction, pushing her hair away from her face and glanced at me.

  “Stay,” I breathed, giving her what she always wanted to hear.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  2015

  She slept on my chest; I had one arm wrapped tightly around her the other hand playing with the ends of her hair. It didn’t matter it was the middle of the day or that I had a shitload of things I should be doing. The only thing that mattered was staying like this for as long as possible. She started to stir, making cute little noises as her body stretched out along the length of my own.

  Her eyes opening as she lifted her head off my chest to meet my tired eyes staring back at her. “You’re still here,” she murmured.

  “So are you,” I replied, cupping her face in my hands and gazing at her.

  “Where’s Luca?”

  “With my mom,” she trailed her fingertip along the concave line in the middle of my chest. “She came to my rescue when my body felt like it was splitting in half.”

  “How do you feel now?” I asked raising an eyebrow, knowing nothing we did helped matters much.

  “You’re not going to hear me complain,” she smiled. “I promise.” She dipped her head, pressing her lips to mine. Just as my mouth started working hers, someone pounded on my door. Good things never last long. When it came to us, someone or something was bound to ruin it. The questions being how severe of an intrusion and how we’d be affected by it.

  “Don’t answer it,” she said in between kisses.

  I hesitated, contemplating not answering it but I couldn’t do that. She knew it, just as well as I did. She huffed, climbed off me, and brought the sheets up around her body as she stared up at the ceiling.

  “Just once I’d like for you to tell everyone else to go fuck themselves,” she glanced at me out of the corner of her eye. “Just once,” she repeated as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed.

  “I’ll get rid of whoever it is,” I responded while stepping into my basketball shorts, snapping the waistband against my body. “How we going to play this if it’s your father?”

  “How about I walk out there naked?” She wiggled her eyebrows mischievously.

  “You care if he knows you’re here?” I replied, crossing my arms against my chest leaving it up to her to decide how we should let this play out.

  “I couldn’t care less what he knows,” she answered with a shrug. I studied her for a moment, making sure that’s what she wanted before giving her a nod.

  “Okay.” I agreed and walked out of the bedroom closing the door slightly behind me. I wasn’t hiding her, but I also wasn’t about to let anyone else see her naked with just a thin sheet wrapped around her.

  The banging on the door became louder, more erratic, telling me whoever was on the other side of that door was running out of time or was one impatient motherfucker. Knowing my luck, it was both. I had barely opened the door when Jack pushed through and walked straight into my apartment.

  “You were right! That no good son of a bitch is up to something,” he hollered. I closed the door and turned towards him beginning to tell him to keep his voice down but he didn’t let me get a word in edge wise. “I couldn’t wait for you to get back to me about the phone records so I started tailing him. Any reason our friend would be visiting an inmate, in a prison close to the Canadian border?”

  “Slow the fuck down,” I said harshly, trying to catch up. “Take a fucking breath man.”

  He took a deep breath and sighed, flipping the baseball cap he wore around.

  “Lower your voice,” I instructed and nodded towards my bedroom door.

  “Shit, you got company I’m sorry man,” he glanced towards the door and back at me, his face full of remorse but not for barging in on me, no that shit was written all over his face. He was about to drop a bomb on me.

  “Not just anybody either if you follow me,” I said in a hushed voice.

  “You better wrap that shit up if you want to keep her for the long haul. We gotta get a move on.”

  “Jack, you need to tell me what the fuck is going on.”

  “Gold’s been visiting an inmate upstate, about seven hours away. If we leave now we’ll miss visiting hours. So, I figured we’d drive up there, crash in a hotel, that way we’re up early for when they begin again at 8 am,” he explained.

  “You followed him there?” I asked.

  “Yes, he spent about two hours inside then trooped it back home.”

  “Do you know who he was visiting?” I tried to see where he was going with this. Sure, Jimmy paying a visit to anyone other than his mother who rotted away in a nursing home was out of the ordinary. Still, I didn’t think it called for us to drop everything and hike all the way up yonder.

  “I got one of my guys working on coercing one of the C.O.’s to copy the visitor’s log. You have any idea who can be locked up over there?”

  I racked my brain trying to think of who it could be but came up short. If it was one of our associates I think, I would’ve remembered but to be fair, before I went away there was a lot of shit going on with Victor trying to avenge Val’s death. At the time, I stayed under Victor’s radar, as things with Adrianna and me were serious. A few of the guys were pinched for bullshit crimes, nothing that would have put them away for this long.

  “It’s a maximum-security prison, no jerk off resort type penitentiary,” Jack added.

  “My guy gets us the log, we go pay whoever it is a fucking visit and do what we got to do to get the goods on Jimmy.”

  “Wait a minute, you’re getting ahead of yourself man. I know how badly you want this, I do, but he could be visiting a fucking uncle or someone who went away for robbing a grocery store. You want to drive all the way up there to have a sit down with some guy we don’t fucking know and get him to spill the beans on Jimmy.”

  “You remember you told me you had a gut feeling? I didn’t fucking question you brother. I stood by your side and let this shit play out until the answers started to unfold for you. You still have that gut feeling, you still believe it’s him?”

  I looked at him for a moment before letting out a heavy sigh. “Yeah.”

  “Well, I’m telling you my gut is screaming at me that this is something. This guy, whoever he is, is the key to what we’re trying to do. You going to stand by my side and let this unfold for me or you going to give me lip?”

  He was right, Jack wanted it to be Victor this whole time, but because of my hunch he started to get on board with the Jimmy lead. He never once doubted me or caused me to doubt myself.

  “Give me ten minutes,” I said.

  “Is that all it takes?” Adrianna spoke up from the doorway. She wore a pair of my sweats and one of my T-shirts as she leaned against the doorjamb. She crossed her arms against her chest and stared viciously at me.

  “Jack, Adrianna. Adrianna, Jack,” I introduced as I reached around and cupped the back of my neck. She was going to fucking kill me.

  “Nice to meet you. Are you one of my father’s goons too?” She asked sarcastically.

  “Do I look like one?” He questioned her
, glancing at me out of the corner of his eyes.

  She bit her lip, giving Jack a once over with her eyes. “No, I guess you don’t. Too much leather and not enough Teflon,” she declared, shrugging her shoulders and looking at me. “I’ll just grab my things and get out of here.”

  “Wait a minute,” I urged.

  “No, I’m not in the mood to do this, Anthony.” I knew that tone of voice all too well. She was teetering on the edge of damning me to hell. This time I’m sure she’d be the one lighting the match, happily too.

  “I’m sure you’re a nice guy Jack and it’s real nice to meet you but you have horrible timing,” she said, patting him on his shoulder as she brushed past him to retrieve her things from the bathroom.

  “Fucking great,” I mumbled.

  “She’s a catch man,” Jack said then clapped his hands. “So, ten minutes?”

  I liked Jack, wanted to help him, but right then I wanted to punch him in the nose.

  Two days later, forty-eight hours passed, and still no fucking word from Anthony. Before he had left with the leather clad version of Jimmy Cash, dressed all in black, Anthony followed me into the bathroom. He knew I was upset that our morning had been interrupted, that I was scared of what would come next. We knew how to have sex, we knew each other’s bodies better than anyone else did but it was the after part where we lost our footing. I didn’t know what he had going on with the biker. I had overheard them talking and through their hushed words I understood one thing, danger. I didn’t want him to know I had been eavesdropping, but I heard him talking to Jack about nailing Jimmy to the cross.

  He assured me that things weren’t going to go back to the way they were that he was working on making things right for us. Stupid me; believed every word. Stupid, naïve Adrianna who always hangs on Anthony’s words. The sad part is I’m always left dangling.