Hold Me If You Can (Mancini Way 2)

by Jordan Silver

  I had no doubt he’d get to work on it right away. Wouldn’t be surprised if she got the call soon. Speaking of which, I had the driver take me to her place first to grab a few things, and made short work of picking her locks. I grabbed a bag and threw some things inside, making sure to nab her phone and the charger she’d left it on.

  20

  Cierra

  Our wedding day dawned full of sunshine and angst. I was nervous as hell about the step I was about to take. Just because the crazy one ordained that I should not worry didn’t make it so. There were a million questions running through my head.

  The head of the New York office had called with an apology, which I found beyond startling and suspect, but I had no information to go on, just my suspicions. He gave no explanation for his change of heart. Only that he’d talked to Durant and everything was cleared. They were putting someone else on Mancini and I would be given new orders soon. I told him about my upcoming nuptials and his lack of surprise made me all the more suspicious.

  When asked if he knew anything about this turn of events, Hank proclaimed his innocence, or more like he shrugged it off and headed for the other room under the pretense of looking for something. I tried to think when he could’ve interfered. That night when we came back from his parents’…

  I looked across my pillow at him, the sneak. He looks so peaceful like this. No one would ever imagine what he’s capable of. “What are you worrying about now?” He didn’t even open his eyes as he asked me that question, weird.

  “Who says I’m worrying?” He popped one eye open and looked at me. Before I could fend him off he grabbed me and pulled me down beneath him. He didn’t pounce right away, just studied me. “We’re going to be fine.” That’s his answer for everything. No explanations, just those words and I, the little woman is supposed to accept and leave it to him.

  “What are you doing? We don’t have…time.” He slid into me on the last word. “There’s always time for this.” He buried his face in my neck and locked his arms around me until it was hard to breathe. The discomfort was short lived though as soon as he started to move.

  “I’m going to mold you to me.” He said that like he meant it and the way he looked at me gave me the sweetest tingle between my thighs. I lifted my lips to his too overcome for words for some reason. Maybe because I knew what was to come, but somehow this was different. There was a sweet gentleness in his touch. And that look of wonder on his face went a long way to easing any lingering doubts I had.

  “I change my mind. I want you to cum quick, I can’t wait to marry you.” With that he pulled out and turned me to my hands and knees in the middle of the bed before slipping into me again. I had one second to enjoy the new full feel of him from this angle before he picked up the paste.

  One of his hands went to my hair and the other pressed into the small of my back. He used one to pull me onto his hard length and the other to push me off. Back and forth, over and over until the bed shook and my knees gave out. He just followed me down to the mattress, which sent him even deeper inside me and I couldn’t hold back the scream.

  I tried adjusting my legs to ease the pressure but he stopped me. “Uh-uh, your pussy feels amazing like this.” That may well be but he was hitting some place new in there and I had visions of pulverized organs. He slipped his hand beneath me and lifted me just the slightest bit and that made all the difference.

  Now the pain was mixed with sweet pleasure. “I think we found a new way for me to fuck you.” Maybe it was his words, or maybe it was the way he kept knocking into that place, but my body tightened around him and sucked on his flesh until I came. His teeth in my neck told me he wasn’t too far behind and the next word out of his mouth confirmed it.

  “Brace.” I hardly had time to do just that before he was pounding into me, my body slamming into the bed with each thrust. I closed my eyes and went along for the ride. Maybe he too was caught up in the excitement of the coming day, because he came longer than I can remember and I knew I was going to have a hard time hiding the bruise he was leaving on my neck with his teeth.

  “Morning, sleeping beauty.” I was breathing too hard to answer. He rolled out of bed and looked back at me to follow. As if I could, as if he hadn’t just turned my bones to mush. “You okay?” Now he looks concerned? I gave him the eye and the idiot grinned and smacked me on the butt before pulling me out of bed.

  “Get the lead out babe, we have a full day ahead. Shit, we’re gonna be late.” Can I kill him now?

  MANICNI

  “That wasn’t so bad now was it?” I was dancing ma around the makeshift dance floor under the marquee she’d had set up in the garden behind the family home. The wedding I’d expected to have at the most ten people had turned into about seventy-five. Don’t ask.

  Since Cierra had no real family, Gracie was her only guest and the rest were distant relatives and friends of the family that ma had dug up from somewhere. “No, it came together quite well for all the notice you gave me.”

  “You loved it. I had no doubt that you could do it.” I kissed her cheek and spun her around, making her laugh like a little girl.

  “She’s lovely Hank, I’m proud of you.”

  “How come?” That was an odd thing to say.

  “Because for the longest time, I despaired of you ever finding the right girl and settling down. The girls and I had many discussions about it and we all agreed, you were a mess when it comes to women.”

  “What girls? Sabra and Star?” Figures. “And what was wrong with the women I dated?” Did all women know how to do that shit with their eyes? “Son, beauty is all well and good, but beauty without substance is wasted. At least my new daughter in law is a woman of character. I can see you two together through the good and the bad. That’s all I ever wanted for you and your brothers. Someone you could grow old and go through the vagaries of life with.”

  I didn’t even want to know what she thought of my past relationships. “She is perfect isn’t she?” We both looked in the direction where dad was twirling my girl around the dance floor. The old flirt.

  “Oh yes, she won’t be putting up with any of your nonsense that’s for sure. She has a good head on her shoulders. She’ll have you sorted out in no time.” What the fuck!

  With that parting shot the song ended and she glided out of my arms and we switched partners. “Hey. Did I tell you how amazing you look in that dress?” I nuzzled her ear and pulled her in closer.

  “I think the fact that you almost tore it in the back of the limo kinda tipped me off.” “Oh yeah, sorry about that. I always had this fantasy about doing my bride on the way to the reception.” That was a lie but it was as good an excuse as any.

  “Funny, we were on our way to the wedding.”

  “Semantics.”

  “What did you do with my underwear?” I patted my pocket and smirked at her, knowing it would drive her nuts.

  She’s right though I maybe should’ve been a little less crass. But when she’d come out of the bedroom after making me wait a good half hour, she’d been a vision in white. The dress, which I later learned Sabra had found somewhere and had it overnighted, was in turns virginal and seductive. A lethal combination if you ask me.

  She’d swatted me away in the apartment when I tried doing the litmus test, running my hands over the soft silk that molded her body in places. But once inside the car with the screen drawn, there was nowhere for her to run to.

  I told the driver to take us once around the park and used the time to tear her underwear from her body and take her. I’d had to use them to stuff her mouth while I fucked her on and off my cock. And they came in handy again at the end when I had to stem the flow of my excess seed from dripping between her legs.

  “How long do we have to stay here?”

  “Hank…”

  “What?” I guess this is where she’d start practicing reeling me in. Good luck with that. I danced her off the dance floor and onto the lawn until we were out of sight of
the others. “We go now or I do you out here.”

  “What in the world has gotten into you? Where has all that cool gone?” She laughed nervously.

  I guess I was acting out of character, but there was just something about the whole marriage thing that brought out the primate in me. The ring on her finger and the signed piece of paper with both our names said that this woman was mine. She was mine to protect, love, cherish; all mine.

  I could do with her as I please because she had signed herself over to me. No one else could ever take her away from me. Our bond could never be broken. That shit made her even hotter in my eyes.

  She looked back at where the others were laughing and having a good time. “Let’s go.” We ran like naughty teenagers to the waiting limo.

  21

  Mancini

  I rolled away from her and tried to catch my breath while thinking of mounting her again. That ring on her finger had a direct link to my dick. All I had to do was catch a glimpse of it and my dick started leaking pre-cum. “Come ‘ere.” I tackled her back onto the bed when she tried to get up.

  She was laughing too hard to escape and it was easy for me to just slip back into her. “This is going to be quick.” I lifted her ass in my hands and spread her open so I could watch the length of my meat go in and out of her. My dick stirred her juices and mine from before, making them froth around the mouth of her pussy and run down my cock. I don’t know why but the sight made me hot as fuck.

  It was amazing how much her body could withstand. I’d hardly given her any rest last night and this morning. My cock was sore so I knew she had to be hurting, but she was right there with me, moving to meet my thrusts, her stomach concaved as she strained to accept the beating my cock was giving her tight little pussy.

  She was in a teasing mood herself because her hand came down to play with her clit. When she lifted her fingers for me to taste, I shot off inside her like a geyser. “That wasn’t fair, sneak attack.” I would’ve asked her what got into her but didn’t want her newfound freedom to disappear as soon as it showed up.

  She gave me a sassy little grin and squeezed her pussy muscles around me. I was giving some serious thought to going for thirds when the damn phone rang. I would’ve ignored it if not for the specialized tone. Shit, I wasn’t anywhere near ready to go back. This fucker better have a good reason. He knew we were married last night, the fucker had been there lurking in the shadows. He and Jace had been the only two people I’d invited.

  “Aren’t you going to answer that?” She looked at me when the phone rang a third time. “Yeah?” I answered on the fifth ring, knowing I wasn’t going to like what I hear.

  “I have a new job for you.” Fuck no.

  “Call in someone else.” I’m pretty sure my wife wouldn’t look too kindly on me running out on her the day after tying the knot.

  “I can’t son, I need you on this one, it’s personal.” Now Wilson isn’t one for asking favors, in fact he’s pretty stoic and even more reserved than I am. “Personal how?” I could already feel myself being suckered in.

  “She’s family.” Well shit.

  “She? Who’s she?” I rubbed my cock into her ass and winked when she looked over her shoulder at me. I could already feel the separation like a burning spear in my gut.

  “My great niece went missing in the Caribbean. I don’t have to tell you time is of the essence. Believe me, I know this is a bad time for you, but I won’t trust anyone else with this.” That shook me out of my selfish reverie. I went into work mode that quickly, all those years of training kicking in.

  I leapt off the bed and headed for the closet where I kept my travel kit with everything I could possibly need for a job.

  “How long?” I didn’t have to iterate, I knew he’d read between the lines.

  “Four hours. She went on holiday with some kids from college. They went out on the town and she just disappeared from the club they went to. The girls didn’t take any chances and sounded the alarm right away so at least we have that on our side.”

  “The plane’s ready I presume.”

  “Yes, Tony has the location, you’re heading to Bonaire. I don’t have to tell you how important this is to me. Cassandra is a flighty little thing but she’s dear to my heart. Bring her home Hank.”

  “Send me everything you have.” There had been a batch of murders involving cruise ships in the last couple years. Something not many people knew about since it wasn’t broadcasted for obvious reasons. The assholes that be, were more interested in the money tourism brought in than preserving lives.

  I heard the ding on my highly secure SAT phone as I zipped up my bag. As he gave me last minute details I pulled up the island on my handheld; pretty small place. I opened the phone to the information he’d sent along with a picture of a young girl about eighteen or nineteen.

  “I’ve alerted the local authorities to expect you. You know the drill, you’re in charge.” Was there any question? I never go into an Op unless I’m running shit. I’m not built to follow orders.

  I checked and rechecked my weapons to make sure everything was in order with the phone glued to my ear. I noticed her stop short of the bathroom door out the corner of my eye and held my hand out to her.

  I’d made a conscious choice not to hide anything from her. Obviously I wasn’t going to share sensitive information, things that could harm others if it got into the wrong hands, but I was willing to share as much as I could. This would be the first time we tried it. We’ll see how comfortable she was with this side of my life and how it collided with her work.

  It wasn’t so much a test as it was my way of saying I wasn’t about to live my personal life in a fishbowl. She took my hand and squeezed while motioning that she’d be in the shower. After a quick kiss while Wilson was still talking in my ear, I patted her ass and let her go.

  I hung up with Wilson and grabbed some clothes out the closet before heading into the bathroom behind her.

  She was standing in front of the mirror overlooking the sink putting some shit on her face, with a towel wrapped around her. I walked over and got to my knees behind her. Holding her in place with a hand on her tummy I put my mouth on her pussy from behind and sucked.

  That little hitch in her voice as she moaned tore at my heart. I gave her my mouth until she came and licked her some more because I was going to miss her taste as much as I was going to miss holding her.

  “No baby stay where you are.” I stood and leaned over her back. Holding her eyes in the mirror, I slid into her going deep with one stroke.

  “I have to leave you baby, I’m sorry.” She closed her eyes for a split second before opening them on mine again. Instead of bringing down wrath on my head for deserting her the day after her wedding, she reached back with an arm, wrapping it around my neck and turning her lips up for my kiss.

  I surged into her, wrapping my arms around her as I fed on her lips. “I’m going to miss you so fucking much.” I whispered the words into her mouth as she pushed back into me. We stayed like that, me sliding in and out of her, our lips locked together until she crowned my cock with her juices. I tried to hold back my own orgasm but it was no use.

  The pulsing of her flesh around my cock soon had me growling into her mouth as I emptied inside her. I took her back into the shower with me and kissed away the tears that started to fall down her cheeks under the running water.

  “Don’t.” If she did that shit, I wouldn’t be able to do my job. I hugged her tight as the water rained down on us. “I’ll hurry back to you, I promise.” I switched off the water and took her out of the shower. She hadn’t said a word, hadn’t asked any questions. Standing her in the middle of the room, I dried her off before wrapping her in my robe. I got dressed quickly and with one last goodbye left her standing at the door seeing me off.

  Once again, I fought to keep her out of my head and face what I was walking into. I read all the notes Wilson had sent me and formatted a plan with what I had so far. This was my firs
t time on this particular island, but it wasn’t my first experience with a grab and snatch on an island.

  The pressing question here was whether or not she had been taken because of who she is, or if it was a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Two drastically different situations.

  We touched down a little more than four hours later and I hit the ground running. Wilson had already cleared the way for me to work with the local law enforcement and I knew the names of the men in charge. Since we didn’t exactly work with the law, there was always a bit of bravado on the side of the home team. For that reason, I like to know everything there is to know before wading in.

  I headed directly to the precinct and bypassed the reporters milling around outside. Looks like word had already spread. No surprise there, she was after all an American citizen not to mention the member of an old prominent family.

  There were quite a few Americans in the lobby and I picked out her parents right away. That would be the man and woman with the grey tinge to their pallor and the empty look in their eyes. I would talk to them only if I needed to later. Right now my first priority was to find out what the locals knew and go from there.

  I made my way to the desk and the harried man sitting there fielding calls and questions. “Mancini.” I gave my name and was ushered down a short hallway to the office of the deputy commissioner. “He’s waiting for you sir, right in here.”

  The man behind this desk was a little more composed but still a bit frazzled. “You’re Mancini, I was expecting you. I was told you’re a man of few words and you’d want to get right to it so here.” He passed a business folder across the desk and got to his feet.

  “I’ll leave you to it, I have to check in with the others. Someone would find me if you have any questions and Sealy, my superintendent will be with you soon.”