Last Round (Double Play Series Book 6)

by Nicole Rodrigues

  He shakes his head and I squeeze his hand tighter.

  "If that's what you wanna do, Miguel, I'll support you. Whatever you wanna do I'm right there with you, okay?"

  I cup his cheek, pushing his chin up to face me and he nods, giving me a smile.

  "I know, baby. I love you."

  "I love you too. That's not it though, what else is going on?" I ask running my thumb down his cheek.

  "Don't get angry with me," he says exhaling.

  "What happened?"

  "I… might have went to pay Marco a little visit and… he um… might have…"

  "What did you do Miguel?" I whisper.

  "He's… I… I didn't kill him I just… haven't been the same, Alessandra. It's been almost two years and I still can't get what he did to you out of my head. Shuttin’ the door on the precinct I needed to shut the door on Marco, for both of us. He’s gone...for good."

  "Gone as in...dead? You said you didn’t kill him," I say confused.

  "I… started it but… didn't finish it."

  I close my eyes and nod and feel the anxiety creeping up. Miguel squeezes my hand, bringing it up to his lips and kisses each knuckle.

  "Say somethin’, Aless. I'm sorry. I just… a stronger man could have let it go but I couldn't."

  I take his hand and run my fingers along the cuts on his knuckles.

  "This wasn’t from a rough session then, was it?" I whisper opening my eyes.

  He sighs and shakes his head.

  "Yesterday mornin’. It was killin' me keep it from you. Please don't be angry with me."

  "You're not a weak man, Miguel, you are the strongest. I… don’t know how to feel about it honestly, I was ready to take his life that night but you pulled me back. Are you okay? You said it sticks with you… it changed you…"

  "Not this time," he says shaking his head, his voice hard. "A monster like that deserves what he got. I would never lay a hand on you or our children, Alessandra, but God help the bastard that ever hurts any of you. I hope you know that."

  "Of course I do. I won't lie and say I feel relieved because I don’t right now, but I'm sure I will. There has always been that tiny voice in my head since that night, a reminder that he's still out there and I know you would always protect us but, there was always that fear that…"

  "Well no more. Y'all are safe, and I would do it all over again if it meant the same thing. I love you. So, so much."

  I lean forward and kiss him as his hand goes around the back of my head, and brings my face further to him, deepening the kiss.

  “Mmmm, how long you think she’s gonna sleep?” Miguel asks against my lips.

  “We can’t leave her in the highchair to sleep!” I laugh, “Look how uncomfortable she looks.”

  “I mean she was cramped in your belly for nine months, what can be more uncomfortable than that?”

  “Oh stop, we can wait until later, plus Peter is probably going to be waking up any minute. Don’t you have baseball practice this morning with Devin and Cooper?”

  “Ah, that’s right. I was kinda hopin’ big man would take after me and hit the ring instead of the field,” Miguel smirks getting to his feet.

  “No thank you. That boy is too cute to have cauliflower ears and a busted up nose. Don’t even think about it,” I warn.

  Miguel laughs and walks over to the high chair, lifting a sleep Mariana in his arms.

  “My mama would have been over the moon with this one,” Miguel whispers, kissing her head.

  “I’m sure she’s looking down on us, proud of the man you’ve become. An amazing husband and father, when you really didn’t have to be.”

  He nods, a sad smile on his face.

  “She would have went nuts with her name. Probably cry, tell all the ladies at the bottega that her son named his first daughter after her. She was so dramatic,” he laughs, wiping his eyes.

  “I’m so grateful she raised such an amazing son. I love you.”

  “I love you too.”

  -----

  I lay on Miguel’s chest, strumming my fingers down his abs to the waistband of his boxers.

  “What are you doin’ you little minx?” he asks in a sleepy voice.

  “I’ve been thinking about what you said today and I… am relieved I think. It just took some time to sink in. Being at Peter’s baseball practice today, I didn’t feel the nervousness I never even realized I felt until today. Bringing Mariana there, letting Peter run around on the playground after with Cooper, I felt… normal.”

  He turns to face me and his hand lands on my hip.

  “You don’t know how happy that makes me, that I could give that to you. That’s all I want to do in this life, Alessandra. Make you happy without a worry. I mean I know you’ll worry but over normal things, not this.”

  “I know,” I whisper, moving my hand to his back and roaming up and down against his skin. “And you do make me happy. You really do, Miguel.”

  I smile, a slow sexy smile and he laughs, flipping me on my back and caging me against the mattress. I put my hand on his cheek, moving my face up to kiss him and he kisses me back with such veracity it makes me gasp.

  “Is this-”

  “Yes, it’s okay,” I pant. “So okay, please,” I groan.

  “Your IUD is-”

  “Good. So good, stop talking,” I whisper, crashing our lips together again.

  It's been three months since I've had Mariana and Miguel hasn't kissed me like this since. Taking it easy, taking things slow, making love, but not tonight. I feel the moment he realizes how rough he's being and he pulls back, studying my face.

  "Miguel," I pant. "Don't. I'm not gonna break, I'm fine and I want it. It's been months, I'm ready for you to… lose it."

  I smirk, running my finger along his plump lips and he closes his eyes, groaning.

  "Alessandra, I can't-"

  "Yes," I interrupt, "you can, or lay back and let me just take it."

  He rolls over quickly, as I fall to his chest with laugh. I reach down between us, rubbing him through his boxers and he sighs.

  "That feels good baby," he whispers.

  I move to pull his boxers all the way down and slide my thong off, hovering over his length. I rub myself against him, sliding easily as my juices coat him, the sound echoing in the room as I rub faster, bringing myself to orgasm without him even being inside my body.

  "Ohhh damn that feels good," I moan on the edge of an orgasm.

  His shaft slides through my folds as I move, forward and back and his hands roam around to the back of me, squeezing my ass.

  "Faster, Aless, make yourself come."

  I grip his chest and grind harder, picking up the pace, my nails getting leverage in the meat of his chest.

  "Almosttt," I whine.

  Then I'm there, my legs tightening and my pace out of rhythm as I continue to ride it out. I slow my movements and glance down, catching Miguel's smile.

  "Okay, thanks babe, I'm good for the night," I say patting his chest and dropping to the bed next to him.

  He laughs rolling over and thrusting inside me as I let out a gasp.

  "Ohhh Godddd."

  "Too much?" He asks with concern.

  "No, it's good. So good, yes, Miguel. Move. Please."

  He pushes in further, the muscles of his shoulders, biceps, forearms all constricting and I rub my hand up and down, feeling the bulges.

  "You're so sexy," I whisper, kissing up the inside of his forearm, tracing all the tattoos he has there with my tongue.

  He exhales, slamming into me and I moan, gripping his arm.

  "You want it hard?" He grits out.

  "Yesss," I respond. "So hard."

  He drops down on me, our chests pressing together as he hooks one of my thighs up and over his, then the other, spreading my legs wide for him.

  He pushes in and I gasp, at how deep he is. Immediately my body responds, throwing me into the beginning of another orgasm as he pounds into me, over and over without a
break.

  "Oh my God, Miguel, I can't, I…"

  I scream his name into his shoulder as I grip his back, holding on, grounding me as my vision is blurred and filled with dots. I take deep breaths as my body ignites, the warmth spreading down my legs. I wrap my arms tight around his back, gritting my teeth as I squirm underneath him, riding every last wave.

  He comes with a loud groan, dropping his forehead to mine and kisses me, panting into my mouth.

  "Fuckkkk I've missed that," he laughs out of breath.

  "Me too," I smile.

  He drops off of me, wrapping me up in his arms, pulling me close to him.

  "I've never thought I would have this life, Alessandra. Thank you for givin' this to me."

  "I never thought I would either, so thank you," I say poking his nose.

  "I got one more surprise for you, but I wanted you to be included in this, you and Peter."

  "Oh yeah?" I ask arching an eyebrow.

  "I'm gonna rent out this apartment up here and I was hoping you'd be interested in buyin' some land, or maybe a house if we could find one we like. There's a lot of property out by Devin and Normani or houses already done for sale by Bella and Lacey closer to town. What do you think?"

  I smile and take my head, feeling tears starting to form.

  "I think a big piece of land that we can build a house on close to your sister sounds perfect. We'd be a little further out from the studio, that okay?"

  "Of course it is. I was hopin' you'd say that anyway. Mani and Dev already gave me the name of their contractor, just in case," he smirks. "So we're really doin' this, huh?"

  "We sure are, Rocky. We sure are."

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