Relentless - Manhattan Knights Series Book Two

by Parks, Sienna

  “It’s torture. Being together, but we’re not really together. I want to be all in, Carter. I want us to really make a go of this. I understand you wanting to take it slowly, but I don’t know how much longer we can go on like this. Our connection is too intense, too passionate to temper. It creates a physical ache in my chest, trying to hold back all the time, never really having all of you.”

  She places my hands on her growing belly, on our child.

  “WE want ALL of you, Carter. Please… please… forgive me. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere, and I just want to love you, to give myself completely to you, and to have all of you in return. I want us to be a real family.”

  She kisses me with everything she has, melting my heart; cutting through all the bullshit - my fears, and my hang ups. Her lips taste so sweet, and I feel myself relax into her touch, for the first time since she came back into my life. With every kiss comes a whispered plea from her cherry lips.

  “Please.”

  “God, Carter, please.”

  “I need you.”

  “I want you.”

  “I want to be yours.”

  The control that I’ve been exercising for the past six weeks is completely annihilated with the last words from her beautiful mouth. In one swift move, I’m behind her, spreading her legs, pushing myself in between them to get closer to her.

  “You ARE mine, Addi. You’ve always been mine. You will always be mine.” She bends over, bracing her hands on the counter edge, offering herself up to me.

  “Take me, Carter, please. Make me yours again.”

  ADDI

  I know what I want. I know what I’m asking of him. He knows what this means to me.

  “Are you sure, Addi?” He pulls my hands away from where they are clutching the counter top, turning me to face him. “Are you asking what I think you’re asking?”

  “Yes. I want you to make me yours… there.” His eyes frantically search mine.

  “Why? Why now? I don’t want you to do this because you think you have to. I know things have been strained between us, but we’re going to get through it. You don’t have to do this for me, Addi.”

  I cup his face in my hands, stroking his cheeks with my thumbs.

  “I know that. I feel safe with you. I want you. I want you to claim me in every way possible. Please.” I implore him. “I WANT this… with you.” He scoops me up as if I weigh nothing, and strides toward the bedroom with purpose.

  “I’m not taking you like that for the first time over a fucking kitchen counter.” He lays me down gently on the edge of the bed, before dropping to his knees in front of me.

  I watch as he slowly removes each of my shoes, taking a moment to massage each foot. Next, he slides his hands up my calves, tantalizingly slow, teasing me as his fingers glide over my skin. A thrill of anticipation runs through me as his hands make their way higher and higher until I feel his fingertips graze the aching flesh between my thighs. The lace of my panties is wet, soaked in my own arousal, desperate for the touch of this strong, beautiful man kneeling before me.

  “I love you, Tesoro. Tell me you know that.” I lift my ass off the bed, allowing him to pull my panties off, giving him unfettered access.

  “Yes, I know, Carter. I love you, too. I don’t think that you believe me, though.”

  He stands up and crawls onto the bed, positioning himself behind me. I feel his fingertips trail down my back as he unzips my dress, and with a gentle push, the straps fall from my shoulders, letting it pool around my belly. He unclips my bra and pushes the straps firmly down my arms, discarding it on the floor.

  I watch as his lithe body moves around me, sexy and sleek, and deadly. He stands, pulling me to my feet, gently pushing my dress over my bump and watching as it drops to the floor. I am completely naked and vulnerable in front of him.

  He drops back down onto his knees, his lips tenderly pressing against my stomach.

  “Do you have any idea how much I worship you, Addi? You are so beautiful - radiant perfection.” His hands roam my body, leaving me burning with desire, and desperate for more.

  “Watch me, cara mia.”

  My eyes are transfixed as he starts to undress. He is in perfect physical condition. Muscular, lean, tanned, and completely mouthwatering. When his erection springs free, my nerves awaken and throw my body into chaos.

  He takes his thick, hard length in his fist, pumping it up and down. I watch as he grows bigger in his hand, his pleasure evident on his face, and in the tiny groans that escape him.

  “Are you sure you want this inside you, Addi?” I close my eyes, trying to calm the storm raging inside my chest. My entire body vibrating with the need to have this man.

  “Yes.” He let’s go of his throbbing length, fisting his hands in my hair and taking me in a fierce kiss.

  “I want you so fucking badly, baby.” I grip his firm back, feeling his muscles rippling under my touch.

  “Take me. I’m yours. All of me.” I hear his breath catch, heavy and erratic.

  “Climb onto the bed. On all fours. Show me that pretty little ass of yours. Show me how badly you want it.”

  I’m shaking as I crawl onto the bed, positioning myself in the middle, on my hands and knees, utterly exposed to his gaze.

  “You look so beautiful, Tesoro.” The bed dips as he moves, climbing on behind me, spreading my legs to accommodate his imposing frame.

  He places feather light kisses on my back that send a shiver down my spine. His hand snakes around my body, finding my sweet spot – I’m wet and ready for him. His fingers start making small circles, driving me wild, building a pleasure inside of me that is desperate to escape, to find release. It doesn’t take much for him to push me over the edge, and I’m screaming his name as the waves of my orgasm crash over me.

  “You are so responsive. The slightest touch and you fall apart for me. It’s so fucking sexy.” He dips his fingers into my pussy, feeling how wet I am. He thrusts two fingers inside, letting me push back into him and ride him hard. “That’s it, baby. Take what you need.” I do exactly that, riding him to a second quick and really intense release. My head slumps down onto the pillow as I struggle to hold myself up on shaky arms.

  Carter slowly pulls his fingers from me, sliding them back to coat my rim with my own arousal. He presses the tip of his finger inside, letting me adjust to the feeling.

  “Do you like this, Addi? Do you like feeling my fingers inside you?” The fear I had the first time he did this is gone. I feel only pleasure, only love.

  “Yes, but I want more.” When he slides his finger out, before two thrust back inside.

  “Oh God, yes!” His other hand caresses my ass – kneading, fondling and squeezing it.

  “Your ass is like a peach, Tesoro. I just want to take a bite.” His voice is dripping with need, and thick with desire. “Are you ready? I need to hear you say the words.” I turn my head, so that he can see my eyes when I answer him.

  “I’m ready.” He pulls his fingers out of me and grips his cock, positioning the head between my cheeks.

  He slowly pushes inside. Gently stretching me; letting me get used to the feeling before pushing any further. As I take each glorious inch of him, the feeling of being filled is overwhelming. It’s unlike anything I have ever felt before. When he’s seated to the hilt, he stops moving, letting me adjust and set the pace.

  In this moment, I feel completely safe and loved. I start to move my hips, encouraging him to move, to thrust, to claim me. He answers me with a languorous rhythm, steadily thrusting in and out of me; the intensity of it overwhelming. He holds me firmly in place with one strong hand wrapped around my hip, the other moving between my legs.

  He quickly thrusts two fingers inside my slick entrance, making me feel fuller than ever before. The friction of his fingers curling against the back wall of my pussy; the divine feeling of his cock and his fingers together, working me into a frenzy. I can’t hold back any longer when his thumb skims over my cl
it, applying the lightest of pressure. My body explodes; my vision clouded with stars as I lose myself to the sensations coursing through every nerve ending in my body. I’m bucking wildly beneath him as he thrusts into me, chasing his own release. Growling my name.

  “FUCK. Addi… ADDI!”

  It’s the most liberating feeling; like a weight has been lifted off me that I’ve been carrying around all these years. I finally feel like I belong to Carter in every way possible, and I love it.

  He slowly pulls out, before moving me onto my side and curling in behind me, kissing my back, shoulders, and neck.

  “Are you okay?” I twist in his arms, eager for him to see just how great I feel.

  “I’ve never been better. Honestly. That was amazing.” He kisses the tip of my nose.

  “You are so damn beautiful, Addi.” I don’t know what to say. I simply bask in our love. “I’m sorry this has been so hard on you over the past six weeks. It’s been killing me trying to keep my distance.” His eyes close, unable to look at me as he continues. “I’m scared, Addi. I’m really fucking scared. I want to just take a leap of faith and give you 100%, but I know what it feels like when that’s pulled from under me, and I don’t think I would survive it a second time.”

  I take his hand in mine, grasping it tight, holding it to my heart, which is hammering in my chest. “I’m scared, too. I don’t want to let you down again. I don’t want to screw this up. I’m scared to jump, in case you don’t want me the same anymore.”

  “I will always want you, Tesoro.”

  “Then let’s hold onto each other and make the leap together. What do you think? Will you jump with me, Carter de Rossi?” His eyes soften and my heart swells.

  “I want that more than anything, Addison Warner. Let’s jump – me, you, and the bump.”

  “I love you.”

  “I love you, too. Please, don’t break me.” He pulls me close, nestling his face in the crook of my neck, and my heart breaks to see my strong, alpha male, pleading with me not to hurt him… again.

  “I won’t.” My voice is thick with unshed tears. “It’s just you and me… and the bump.”

  After being pampered with a luxurious shower, washing every inch of my body with the utmost care, Carter lifts me back to bed and crawls in beside me, turning me around, so that he can cuddle his chest to my back, wrapping his arm around my belly, resting his warm hand protectively over our baby, our future. I fall asleep, happy and content, for the first time since we were in Italy. I will never take this feeling for granted again.

  CARTER

  Four Weeks Later

  My life is the definition of perfect. I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world, and a baby on the way. The new manager I hired for the clubs is great, allowing me to make up for lost time with Addi. She doesn’t have a job here in New York, and I convinced her that it was okay to take some time out and think about it later, after the baby’s born.

  We have been living in our own little world, spending every waking hour together at her place or mine. We never spend the night apart, and that’s just the way I like it.

  Since we put our cards on the table last month, I think we have both relaxed and realized that it’s safe to trust each other again. People take trust for granted, but once you lose it, it really is a hard thing to get back. Addi and I are lucky. I guess Xander was right – the intense passion we have didn’t need to be channeled, it just is - it filters into every part of our relationship.

  It feels amazing to just enjoy being together again. I’m not second-guessing everything she does, or worrying about whether she’s going to run out on me. To have that reciprocated and see that Addi finally gets how I feel about her… is great, and life is good.

  Today is Addi’s birthday. I wanted to take her away for the weekend, and she wanted to have a party at Cube. I had to put my foot down on that idea, because I would definitely end up in prison for beating up anyone that so much as brushed against her belly. I managed to convince her that a ridiculously packed club was not the place to spend your birthday when you’re almost seven months pregnant.

  Eventually we agreed on a dinner at Jason’s restaurant. What she doesn’t know is that I’ve arranged for a small dance floor and one of my DJs to come and give her a private club for the evening. She gets to dance the night away with Lily, and I don’t have to murder anyone. It’s a win/win.

  I’m picking her up at 7 p.m. which gives me just enough time to shower and change after spending the day setting up at the restaurant and getting her present. I ordered it weeks ago, but I picked it up this afternoon – a Cartier platinum locket. I got the store to insert a picture of Addi and me in Verona on one side, and a tiny ultrasound picture of the baby on the other side. I figure we can get a picture of the baby put in after he or she arrives. The front of the locket has a ruby in the center, with our initials engraved on either side. I really hope she likes it. I wanted to get her something personal that lets her know what a sentimental schmuck she’s turned me into!

  When I arrive at the apartment, she is a complete knockout, in a sexy black dress that hugs every one of her curves, accentuating her beautiful pregnant belly. I can’t get enough of her like this.

  “Tesoro. You are a vision tonight.” She sashays over to me, putting a little extra sway in her hips.

  “Why thank you, Mr. de Rossi. You look quite dashing yourself.”

  “Pregnancy definitely agrees with you. You are sexy as hell, and all mine.” Her sly grin lets me know she enjoys the compliment, even if she seems a little shy about it.

  “Let’s go and celebrate the birth of the most amazing woman I have ever met.”

  “Oh – I didn’t realize it was a joint party.”

  “Don’t be coy, Addison. You know I’m talking about you and that I mean every word. Get used to it.”

  “Okay then. Let’s go celebrate the awesomeness that is me!”

  “That’s better. Come on, birthday girl.”

  We grab a taxi and arrive at Jason’s ten minutes later – Addi a little flustered, and I have a raging hard-on after getting a sneak peek at the black satin panties she’s wearing under her dress. I say peek, but I really mean a sneak feel. I fucking love to feel how wet she is for me. Ready and waiting for me to take her. I need a minute to think about baseball and laundry; anything to get my mind off of all the dirty things I want to do to her right now.

  Everyone is here. Xander and Lily, my parents, Lily’s mom and sisters, Addi’s parents, and some of her friends from college. Logan and Vittoria are both traveling for work right now, which is probably for the best. We haven’t spoken since my outburst at dinner. I know I need to apologize to both of them, but it doesn’t mean I want him seeing my sister, but I’ve had bigger things on my mind, like the woman I can’t take my eyes off.

  Dinner is delicious as usual. Jason has made a real name for himself with Manhattan’s elite. La Cattedrale has become a new hot spot. Addi seems to be having a great time, chatting with everyone, and eating enough food to feed a small village, but I think it’s cute. When the last plates are cleared and everyone is ready for drinks, the DJ starts playing Treasure by Bruno Mars and Addi jumps up from her seat, throwing her arms around my neck.

  “Thank you!”

  “You’re welcome, baby. I knew you wanted to go to the club, so I thought I would bring the club to you.” Lily is over dragging Addi onto the dance floor in seconds. I don’t even get the chance to steal a kiss.

  I stand back with a smile on my face and a beer in my hand, watching my girl dance and enjoy herself. Everyone is having a blast, and I’m just happy to sit back and soak up the atmosphere. I get up to dance with Addi a few times, spend some time chatting with Xander and Jason, but Addi – she’s determined to dance till she drops.

  Around 11 o’clock my phone starts ringing in my pocket - it’s my new manager. I head down the corridor toward the restrooms to get away from the music. We talk over some problems at Spyder and Cube t
onight, nothing that can’t be fixed, but he’s new, and I’d rather talk him through how I like things to be handled.

  I was so deep in conversation that I didn’t notice one of the waitresses standing right next to me until I ended the call.

  “Sorry, am I blocking the door?” She gets a look in her eye that I’ve seen before.

  “No. I was waiting to talk to you.”

  I don’t want to be rude, but I can’t be bothered with this shit. “Is everything okay with the party? Is there something I need to do?” She places her hand on my chest, which I quickly remove.

  “Actually, I think there’s something I can do for you.”

  She makes a move to kiss me, but I move out of the way before she gets the chance. “What the fuck are you doing? You do know this is my girlfriend’s birthday party… my pregnant girlfriend?”

  “So? We can still have some fun. She doesn’t need to find out.” She tries to touch me again and I can’t fucking stand it.

  “Nothing is going to happen between us. I’m not interested.” I turn to walk away, but as I do, she grabs my arm and slides her number into my pants pocket. I grip her hand, annoyed by her persistence and lack of respect for the fucking guest of honor. I lean in close so she can hear every word. “Don’t touch me again, or I’ll have you fired. Why don’t you try NOT being so fucking desperate, and maybe, just maybe, you won’t get labeled a whore for the rest of your sad little life.”

  As I turn to rejoin to the party, that’s when I see Addi. She’s just standing watching this play out. I quickly make my way over to her.

  “Sorry you had to see that, baby. She’s a stupid little bitch who can’t take no for an answer apparently.” The waitress storms by, flashing Addi a smug grin.

  “Doesn’t look like she got a NO! It looks like she got exactly what she was after.”

  “You are kidding, right?” You don’t seriously think anything happened with her?”

  “Don’t insult my intelligence, Carter.”

  “Nothing happened! I would never cheat on you.”