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.
Chapter 23
Harrison
This was such a fucking bad idea.
I don’t know why I let Tony Dellucci, of all people, talk me into this. I was in a small shed that was behind the Dellucci’s house. There was a small wooden table and chair that I was able to sit at and a tiny window I was able to see out of. As Carina was getting dressed that evening, I gave her a surveillance earpiece that I had used for my undercover operations in the past.
“You keep this part in your ear,” I said. “And I will be able to hear everything that you say, and everything around you.” She smiled, but I could see that her smile was not reaching her eyes. She was nervous. I pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
“It’s going to be alright, Carina.”
“I know,” she said with a slight shake in her breath. “This is just why I have always asked to remain out of the family business. I’m too high strung to deal with all of this stress. I was much happier with the wool covered over my eyes.”
“I know you were. But we are here now. And we have to follow along with your father’s plan to get us out of this mess.” I leaned down and gently kissed her forehead. She moved her body closer to mine. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the clock on the wall of her old childhood bedroom. I arrived with her earlier to set everything up.
“It’s time for you to get downstairs,” I said. She nodded her head, and wrapped her arms tighter around me. “I will be right out in the shed the entire time, and I will be able to hear everything, so the second that I believe you are in danger, I will come in.”
She looked up to my face and smiled. “Thank you, Harrison. For everything.”
I leaned down and pulled her lips to mine. Her arms rushed up to around my neck and I felt my pants thicken slightly. Now was not the time to get all hot and bothered. I reluctantly broke our kiss and smiled at her. As soon as she left her room I used the back stairs of the house to get down and out to the shed.
The sound of a car engine pulled me from my thoughts. It was time to get my shit in gear and be prepared if something happened. From the shed, I could just see the driveway in front of the house. A forgettable sedan pulled up, and I knew immediately that it was Ronald. The undercover unit always gave us simple under the radar cars like that one.
“He’s just pulled up,” I said out loud. My ear piece was special one that we could communicate through without a microphone. I heard Carina laugh nervously through my earpiece.
“Baby everything will be fine,” I said.
“I sure hope so.”
The car’s headlights turned off and I saw Ronald’s recognizable frame. That mother fucker had no idea what is he is walking into. I heard Carina start to breathe heavily.
“Just breathe baby,” I said as calmly as I could.
“Father, this is Ronald Peters,” I heard Nico say.
“Nice, to meet you Ronald,” Tony said. I heard footsteps and I guess that they were walking into the dining room. I heard the noises of chairs moving and people sitting down.
“Ronald, this is my wife, Maria,” Tony said. “My son Luca, and my daughter Carina.”
“Nice to meet you all,” Ronald said. In the dining room chairs screeched against the wood again as they all sat back down. The clatter of dishes sounded as the food was served.
“So,” Ronald said. “What exactly did you want to discuss with me this evening?”
I could hear Tony clear his throat loudly. I bit down on my jaw. I was fucking stupid for not putting up cameras in there to see what was happening. I peered out the window of the shed. Luckily the dining room they were in was near the back of the house, and had a window. If I needed to, I could sneak out of the shed and make it to the nearby window.
“We just wanted to get to know you a little bit more, Ronald,” Tony said. “I always like to know who we really are dealing with.” I could tell by the tone of his voice, that he was glaring at Ronald. Tony let out a slight chuckle which I hope meant that Ronald was now struggling against his glare.
“Well, there’s not much to know,” Ronald said. “I’m just new in town and looking for more business opportunities.”
“Carina, why don’t you and your mother help get the next course ready in the kitchen?” Tony said. I heard the chairs slide back as Carina and Maria left the dining room. Shit, I wouldn’t be able to hear things clearly in the dining room, without her in it. Did Tony fucking do that on purpose? I looked outside the shed’s window and I spotted Nico jump up from the table quickly. Shit.
I jumped up from the chair, knocking it back behind me. I opened up the door to the shed and kept my body low to the ground as I snuck over to the window to get a better look of what was going on in the dining room.
“Carina,” I whispered. “What the hell is going on?”
As I got to the window, I heard a loud crash and all of my training instincts kicked in. I immediately grabbed my gun from my holster, cocked it and held it at the ready in case I needed it.
“Carina?” I whispered again. I pushed my body up against the house and was about to peer into the window when I heard her voice.
“I- I’m fine,” she finally whispered back. “I’m back upstairs in my room.” I let out a breath that I did not realize I was holding.
“Ok good,” I whispered. “Stay out of the dining room.” I peered into the window. Shit. Nico was standing over Ronald at the table. His head was pressed down into his plate of food, and Nico’s strong hand was holding his head down with the other pointing a gun to the back of his head. I moved my eyes and Luca was standing across from Ronald with his gun pointed at him as well. I leaned closer to the window to see if I could hear what was going on. The words were muffled but I could somewhat hear what they were saying.
“Now Ronald, why don’t we try this again,” Tony said. “Tell me who you are working for, and you will be free to go.”
“I-I’m not working with anyone!” Ronald yelled into his salad plate. Nico pushed the gun harder to the back of the head. I gripped my gun tighter. Fuck, I hated Ronald. But that didn’t mean I wanted to see his head splattered across their dining table. There would be no way I could clean up that mess if that happened. But I couldn’t barge in their either.
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nbsp; Tony stood up and started to pace in the front of the room. “Now, now, Ronald. We both know that is not true.” Ronald struggled slightly underneath Nico’s hand.
“Talk mother fucker,” Nico ground out.
“O- ok ok. I’m not here on business,” Ronald said. Nico loosened his grip and moved Ronald so he was now sitting up. His gun was still pressed firmed to the back of his head. Luca moved his aim to Ronald’s chest.
“Raise your hands,” Luca said.
Ronald slowly raised his hands. Nico with his gun still on the back of Ronald’s head, reached down and grabbed Ronald’s gun out the of the holster in his suit jacket. He flung it on the table towards where Tony’s seat was, completely out of Ronald’s reach. Tony turned around and faced Ronald. He placed his hands on the table as he leaned forward.
“I will say this one more time, and if you don’t give us the answer we want to hear, we will have to go ahead and take care of Cynthia and her two beautiful kids.”
Fear crossed Ronald’s face. I quickly racked my brain and tried to think of who the hell Cynthia was. Ronald wasn’t married so it couldn’t have been his wife.
“H-h-how do you know about my sister?” Ronald asked with a shaky voice. Tony let out a loud laugh.
“You really thought we were stupid, didn’t you? We have our ways of knowing these things Ronald.”
“Please don’t hurt her,” Ronald begged. “She has nothing to do with this, and I will tell you whatever you want.” I lowered my head. Fuck Ronald. I knew he was a cocky son of a bitch, which I always figured was a front, but I didn’t realize he would have been so easy to break. I bet O’Malley didn’t know this either.
“We won’t hurt her, if you talk,” Nico said as he pushed the gun harder into his head.
“I’m a cop!” Ronald yelled. “I’m working with the Chicago Police Department. We have been investigating your family for some time, and I was sent in to find out some information.” Tony stood up from his leaning position and smiled.
“Now, there, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Tony asked. Ronald quickly shook his head. Tony looked at Nico and nodded. Nico loosened his grip and stood back from Ronald, but kept his gun aimed directly at his head.
Tony walked over to Luca and stood right in front of Ronald across the table. “Here is what is going to happen. You are going to leave. You are going to tell your Captain that you were unable to find any evidence at this meeting. That is was just dinner with my lovely family. After that you will tell him that you are finished with this case as you had a job offer in New York.”
“But,” Ronald said, and Tony quickly cut him off.
“Believe it or not Ronald, I have formed some pretty powerful connections over the years. There is a nice cushy desk job waiting for you at the NYPD. Take it and all of this goes away. Cynthia and the kids will stay safe, and you will walk out of here alive.”
Ronald’s face turned completely white. “And if I don’t take it?”
Nico pushed his gun to the back of Ronald’s head as Tony leaned over the table.
“If you don’t take it, then you will have your sister’s blood on your hands.” Tony reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. A picture of a house was on the screen.
“You see this? You recognize that house?” Tony asked.
Ronald shook his head quickly.
“That man right there is one of my associates. I am supposed to call him momentarily to let him know what to do. If I do not call him by 9:00,” Tony looked down at his watch. “Which is in five minutes. He will take care of Cynthia and her beautiful family.”
“Alright, I’ll take it!” Ronald yelled. “Please just don’t hurt Cynthia.” Tony nodded and picked up his phone.
“Ok Marco, you can leave her house now. But stay close by just in case.” Tony hung up the phone and placed it on the table. Nico grabbed Ronald by his shirt and pulled him out of the dining room. I quickly ran from my spot next to the window and through the back entrance to the kitchen. As I entered the house, I could hear Nico and the shuffling of feet near the main entrance. I peeked around the hallway to get a better view.
“We’ll keep tabs on you Ronald,” Nico said. “So, don’t fuck this up,” and he shoved him out of the house and closed the door.
Chapter 24
Carina
I paced back and forth in my bedroom, and jumped when I finally heard the front door slam. I sat down on my bed and sighed with relief. I hadn’t heard any gunshots, which I took as a good sign. If something had gone wrong, there surely would have been a commotion downstairs.
The second that my father asked me and my mother to leave, I knew things were about to get ugly. I just hadn’t realized how ugly. I knew my father was ruthless, but I never had heard that menace in his voice. I had heard the first part of the conversation, and I wasn’t willing to stay in the kitchen to see how things turned out.
A slight knock came at my door, and I slowly walked towards it.
“Carina, it’s me,” Harrison said quietly, and I quickly opened the door and pulled him inside. He pulled me into his arms, and I immediately felt safe. It was as if all the tension in my body melted at his touch. I leaned my head against his hard chest, and slowly breathed in his scent.
“Everything is taken care of,” Harrison said. I moved my head and looked up at him.
“So, will you be alright?” I asked him honestly.
He looked down at me and nodded. “I think your family scared Ronald enough to keep him quiet. Besides the department has no proof that I tipped you off. Ronald believed it was another way that your family found out. So, I should be able to figure everything all out.”
“Are you sure?”
“Honestly? No. But I will do my best to work things out so this all makes sense.” I stared up in his eyes and in that moment, I realized how completely in love with Harrison I was.
“I love you, Harrison,” I said.
He leaned his forehead onto mine.
“I love you too Carina. More than you could ever know.”
Chapter 25
Harrison
I leaned over in bed and smiled when I felt Carina’s body next to mine. Fuck, she was beautiful. Even as she laid there with her hair a mess, and slight makeup running down her face, she was the prettiest woman I had ever seen. I reached over and pulled her body close to mine. We were in my bed at my old apartment. I decided to bring her there last night after we left her parents’ house, so she could see the real me. I looked down at her, and smiled. I still could not believe that she was mine.
My phone rang out in the silent room. I quickly reached over and grabbed it and held back a curse when I heard the other voice on the line.
“Harrison, it’s O’Malley. Get into the precinct as quickly as you can,” and without another the word the call ended.
Shit. I hoped this had nothing to do with Ronald. If it did, I would need to figure out my story before I got down to the station. I leaned back over to Carina and kissed her on the cheek. She had quickly fallen back asleep. She stirred slightly under my lips.
“I need to go to the station, baby,” I said. “I’ll be back in a little bit, you stay here alright?” She opened her eyes slightly and nodded. Her head hit the pillow again and she was out like a light. I chuckled slightly as I got up to get dressed.
I threw on jeans and t-shirt and headed out to the station. On the drive there, I ran through all the possible scenarios in my head. If Ronald turned against the Dellucci’s I would need an alibi from someone that I wasn’t there last night, the problem was, I didn’t have one. I would have to just say that I was home alone, which was a shaky alibi, but it was all I had at the moment.
I walked into the station, and everyone was buzzing around the precinct. I hadn’t seen this place this busy since I started. O’Malley spotted me from across the squad room and called out to me.
“Harrison, my office. Now!”
A few detectives around me finally noticed I wa
s there, but they quickly went back to what they were doing. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed several men in suits speaking with the detectives, and I wondered if they had busted some white-collar crime while I was suspended. I shrugged my shoulders and made my way to O’Malley’s office.
I walked in and he quickly shut the door. He walked over to his desk, and pulled out a cigar.
“Sit!” He commanded and I quickly sat down across from him. He silently cut the end of his cigar and pulled out his lighter.
“Ronald quit,” O’Malley said bluntly. He lit the cigar and puffed on it letting a cloud of smoke surround him, and he looked at me. “Do you know anything about that?”
“No, I had no idea,” I said.
O’Malley glared at me, trying to assess if I was telling the truth. Luckily from my training, I had become amazing at lying when I needed to. And since this was all to protect Carina, I would lie through my teeth for her. I held his stare and finally he sighed.
“He got some offer in New York he couldn’t turn down,” he said. “Your job is still here if you want it.”
I bit back a smile. “What about the Dellucci case?”
O’Malley let out a long sigh. “I’m sure you saw the fuckers in the suits when you walked in.” I nodded.
“We received an interesting call this morning. Right after Ronald gave me his two weeks. Seems as though the Dellucci family are FBI informants.”
“What?” I asked slightly taken back.
“Yeah. Turns out the family has been informing the FBI for quite some time on the different large-scale mafia families that they deal with. And the FBI got wind of our investigation into them, and decided to shut it down.”
Fuck. Tony really does have some powerful friends.
“What’s with the suits outside?” I asked
“They are collecting all the information that we gathered. We have been completely taken off the case, and we are in no way allowed to investigate the Dellucci family any more. They made some deal, where they have complete immunity for their information.”
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