Prisoner and Together: All of You series complete set

by Silvey, Melissa

  She takes another sip of wine, and stares at me expectantly. And I can only think of one thing, getting her in my bed. “Uh-huh.” I take a sip of water.

  “I was talking to Doctor Dad, and he said…” As soon as she sits the glass down, I pounce like a hungry lion on a beautiful, graceful gazelle. I grab her waist, lift her off the ground, and push her back against the refrigerator. My hand goes down, over her ass, and I feel goose bumps spread all over my body. I grab one cheek, and pull her against me as I shove my crotch into her stomach.

  “Ahhh!” she grunts, as she looks up at me. Her pretty bottom lip is quivering, covered in sticky gloss, and I want to suck on it so badly. I wrap my hand around her thigh, and pull it up so it’s around my waist, as I take her mouth.

  She kisses me, but she’s struggling to put her leg back on the ground. I don’t want to let go. My cock is thrusting against her, through the thin cotton of my borrowed pants, and I figure out why she’s pulling away.

  I release her delicious mouth, just long enough for her to say, “I’m on the rag.”

  “I’ve never been afraid of a little blood,” I lie, and kiss her again. I would have never even thought about fucking Lucy on her period. But I have a feeling, if Lani wanted me to eat her out, I’d do it. Am I addicted? Am I whipped? Hell, I don’t know, and I don’t care. I just need this girl like I need air.

  She continues to struggle, until I’ve got my tongue in her mouth and I’m thrusting it in and out. I shove my fingers up under the leg of her shorts and underwear, and she gasps. My fingertips are caressing her soft skin, and she kind of melts, and thrusts against me.

  “Play with my tits,” she murmurs against my mouth. I move my hand up over her, feeling her shape under the tight-fitting clothes. Then I unzip the jacket, and grab her breast firmly. She grunts, and I know she’s sensitive, but I want her to feel it. I want her to be too sensitive, and ache from my touch.

  She nips at my lip, and I growl into her mouth. “That’s not going to stop me. That’s just going to turn me on.”

  “Can we just…You know…” She gasps the words, and I notice her flushed cheeks.

  “Tell me what you want, and I’ll do it. I’ll do whatever you tell me to,” I say. As long as I can get my cock inside her, I’ll do whatever she wants.

  “Can we just hump,” she whispers. I don’t know what she’s talking about. I stare at her, dumbfounded. “You know, with our clothes on?” She looks almost scared when she says it. I don’t know if she’s afraid I’ll get mad, but something is definitely bothering her.

  That’s when it dawns on me. “Like we’re teenagers?” I ask, incredulously.

  “Yea,” she replies, so low I can barely hear her. I close my eyes, and I wonder exactly how she expects me to get off like that. Then she lifts up onto her tiptoes, and rubs herself in those tight little shorts down the length of my cock. I think I know how.

  I smile down at her. “Sure, baby, but you’re on top. And if I don’t get off, I get to fuck you. Deal?”

  “Yea,” she sighs. I step back, and she almost loses her balance as her leg falls away from my waist.

  I grab her hand, linking our fingers together, and lead her to the bedroom. “I don’t know if we should go this far, baby. I’m a little nervous.” I look over my shoulder, and grin, and I see her staring at the items scattered over the bed.

  I try to release my fingers, so I can pick it up, but she stops me. “I’m sorry I was jealous earlier,” she says, and picks up the picture of me and my kids. “They’re the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. He looks just like you.” She smiles at me, as if to say, I want one.

  “We can’t get you pregnant if we’re just humping,” I remind her. She releases my hand, and I clear off the bed, then lie down on my back. “We’re never going to put a bun in your oven without the creamy filling inside.” I grin.

  She takes off her shoes, shorts, and jacket, and leaves them on the floor. I have no idea how she keeps turning me on more and more. The black panties and red tank top are extremely sexy, and covering way too much of her skin.

  “Can we wait, until things calm down?” she asks innocently. She climbs on the bed, between my feet, and I watch her crawl up it like a kitten coming for her milk. Her ponytail is hanging over her shoulder, and I reach out and touch it, as she straddles me.

  “I might be getting used to the color. I don’t know if I like it.”

  “Me too,” she sighs.

  “Lani, I love you. I don’t think anything can change that. I’m laying here super excited to not have sex. But I’m gonna let you do what you want, baby. Get yourself off.” She shivers, and I smile. “What am I allowed to do? Can I touch your breasts?” She smiles brightly, and nods, and her eyes are sparkling like emeralds. “Under your shirt?” She shakes her head. “Damn, Lani, you may be the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. Not just that I’ve had sex with, but that I’ve seen.”

  She places her left hand on the headboard, and the other on my cheek. “You look better every time I see you,” she moans. She moves her hips, rubbing herself all the way up the length of my long tool. Her eyelids get heavy, and her pupils dilate. I watch her nipples get hard, showing through the shirt. I move my hand between them, and they get harder as I touch them. She moves her hips back and forth, several times, then she wiggles against it. She sticks her tongue out, and licks her top lip, as she grinds against me from side to side.

  She’s really going to do it. She’s going to bring me to orgasm. “I love you, Antony." She leans her weight back, and grinds hard and fast. She’s grunting and moaning, and she’s still got my eyes locked with hers. She shivers, and falls onto me, and as she kisses me I feel her orgasm through our clothes, and I grab her hips and begin thrusting against her, as if I could get inside her.

  “I love you, Lani,” I grunt, and I come too, all over my pants. I take several minutes catching my breath, and wondering what the hell just happened.

  She props her weight up on my right shoulder, and smiles up at me. I am in heaven. I was killed during my match with the Angel of Death, and I am in heaven. There’s no other explanation for why this gorgeous woman would love me, and want me. There’s no reason for what’s happening. It’s like God sent her to save me; to love me. It’s like she’s my angel.

  “Lani, don’t ever leave me like that again. Don’t get mad at me and storm out, without even giving me your phone number. You have to talk to me, Lani.”

  “Okay.” She nods, and places a kiss on my smooth cheek. “You look so good, I don’t know which I like better, with the beard or without.”

  “I know how I like you: brunette. When are you going to dye it back?”

  She shrugs, but doesn’t answer me. “Doctor Dad said I need to help you bathe. Killian said I could bring you some real clothes. Do you like jeans, or cargo pants?” She rolls off the bed, and grabs my right hand for me to follow her.

  “You don’t have to buy me clothes, Lani. You don’t have to buy me anything.” For ten years, I didn’t think I’d ever get out of prison. I never thought I’d be sitting in a nice hotel, with a beautiful woman. I never thought I’d be able to speak to my kids. And she did it all. “I can’t ever repay you for what you’ve already done for me. I can’t give you anything.”

  “You have something to give me.” She sighs a little, and I see her pretty bottom lip jut out. God, her fucking mouth does something to me each and every time.

  I stare at her, blankly, and finally shrug my shoulders. “What?”

  “You. You give me what no one else ever has.” I still have no idea what she’s talking about. “You give me you. You hold nothing back, Antony. You give me everything, you give me all of you. And it’s all I’ll ever want from you.”

  My emotions are already high. I’ve already cried on the phone with my kids. So when she says those words, it touches something deep inside me. I feel the tears coming, and I squeeze my eyelids shut tightly. But it doesn’t stop them. My shoulders shudder, a
nd a sob escapes from deep in my chest.

  She crawls back onto me, and shushes me. “It’s okay, Tony. Everything’s going to be okay. I promise. I’m never going to let you down, and I’m never going to let anything happen to you. You’re mine, and I’m going to take care of you.” She covers my cheeks with kisses, until I’ve calmed down. Then she states firmly, “Which includes bathing you, and dressing you. Come on, darling, let me take care of you.”

  I let her wipe my tears, and kiss my lips gently. I let her crawl off the bed, and I let her pull me off of it. She fills the tub, while I remove the sling and the shirt, and push my pants to the floor. She looks over my body, probably the first time she’s seen me nude and not hard. Her eyes still grow wide at the sight.

  “I swear Tony, I’ve never seen anything like you before.”

  “I know the feeling,” I reply, as I climb into the tub. “I’ll let you buy me some clothes, but nothing expensive, if Burke will let you.”

  She washes me carefully, and I watch her. “Tony, can I ask you a question?” I nod. I feel like my life is finally here, where I’m supposed to be. “Will you marry me?”

  And I know for sure, my life is complete. Everything is going to be okay, as long as I have this woman in my life. As long as she’s with me, nothing will defeat me. Us, I think, as she waits for my answer. “Yes, I’ll marry you, baby.” She smiles up at me. I know this is why I lived through hell, to get to heaven.

  I don’t know how long I will be free, or if I will have to go back to prison. I don’t know what tomorrow holds for me. But what I do know, is that as long as Lani loves me, everything will be okay.

  Together

  (All of You Book 2)

  Melissa Silvey

  Together (All of You Book 2) by Melissa Silvey

  Edited by: Kim Quick

  All rights reserved to the author

  Copyright 2016 Melissa Silvey

  Chapter One

  (Former) Chief Petty Officer Antony Tony Roman

  “Damn, baby, you feel so wet. Let me get inside you.” Lani’s head is resting on my hip. She’s looking up at me with her sparkling leaf green eyes, and the head of my dick is between her full, luscious lips. Her cheeks are bright pink, and her mouth is so damn wet. I see now why people take sexy pictures in compromising positions. I want to remember the hungry expression on her face. Is that hungry, or horny?

  “Not today.” She’s teasing me with her tongue, circling the head of my cock slowly. She’s testing me, and I don’t like it at all. She wants to know if I’ll take control, and have sex with her even though she says no.

  I won’t, but I’ll sure as hell talk like I will. She loves that, anyway. “Baby, you’ve got me so hard right now, I could shove it in your pussy and you’d choke on it.”

  Her petite, sexy body is wrapped up against my right side, and I have my right hand inside her panties. She’s still on her period, and she’s insecure about having sex, but for some reason she doesn’t mind me rubbing my fingers against her clit. From her playfulness, and her teasing, to the noises she’s making, my guess is she’s getting off on it.

  “Are you enjoying teasing me?” She fucking smiles at me when I exhale the question, then sucks just the head of my big, hard cock into her mouth. “Ohhhh…” I shiver when her tongue touches that spot under the head. She’s going to make me insane. She’s definitely pushing the limits of my control.

  I hear the pop when she pulls away, to say, “It’s only teasing if I don’t intend to finish.” Then she begins to rub up and down the length of it, all ten inches. She’s already made it nice and wet with her mouth. She’s wiggling like crazy against my fingers. I know she’s not unaffected. She wants to fuck just as much as I do.

  “Let me fuck you, baby. I don’t want to come in your mouth again.” She’s determined not to have sex, though. She sucks the head, while she jerks my cock. Then her other hand begins to explore. She finds that sensitive place right under my balls, and presses on it. My entire body tenses up. She knows where to touch me, and how to touch me. She owns my body, every fucking inch. She owns my heart, and my soul too. Just the simple fact that I’m alive is because of her.

  “Let me come inside you, Lani. Let me be inside you.” She closes her eyes, and takes as much of my cock into her mouth as she can. She’s all turned on, and she’s got her legs so tight together her pussy is practically crushing my fingers. She doesn’t tell me no. She’d feel so fucking good around my cock right now, bareback, raw, and wet. I know how I’m fucking her, as soon as her period is over.

  She doesn’t pull away. She works me harder, faster. She’s busy with my cock, so I shove my fingers inside her and bend them, easily finding her g-spot. Her back arches and her legs shake, and she’s got nearly all of my cock in her mouth.

  As I reach my orgasm, I groan, “I love you, Lani. God, I fucking love you, woman.” She swallows hard, and I feel it against the head of my cock. “Ow!” I cry out, just as I feel her pussy muscles contract. She’s coming against my hand. It feels amazing. Everything about being with her is amazing. She pulls away, and I hiss loudly. “I love waking up with you, baby.”

  She grins up at me as she crawls up my body. She gives me a quick kiss on my lips, but I wrap my arm around her, and deepen the kiss. Her body feels so good against mine. I even love the way she tastes, first thing in the morning after she’s had my cock in her mouth, and swallowed my sperm.

  “Okay, lover, let’s get you in the bathtub before I have to go to work.” She’s pouting, and she makes my heart stop. I can’t even stand seeing her fake sadness.

  “Smile at me, baby, and tell me you love me, then I’ll let you bathe me.” I glance down at my hand, because I don’t think there’s any blood on it at all. I thought there would be much more than this.

  She gives me a brilliant smile, with shining green eyes. “I love you, honey. I love you more than I ever thought possible.”

  I’m happier than I’ve been in over a decade. I feel like my life is finally back on track. I feel like I have a future. I have hope. More than that, I have love.

  The phone beside the bed rings, and I check the digital alarm clock sitting right beside it. It is five-thirty in the morning, Lani’s alarm hasn’t even gone off yet. This can’t be good.

  She glances up at me, with an expression that appears to be worry. Lani rarely looks nervous; she tends to always appear confident, even when she’s doing something crazy like breaking me out of prison. Me, on the other hand, everything makes me anxious, especially early morning phone calls.

  “Answer it,” Lani suggests, almost hesitantly.

  I reach over and grab it on the third ring, and say, “Hello?”

  “Dad! Thank God you answered. Max is missing!”

  “What?” I exclaim, as I sit straight up in the bed. Lani sits up with me, and leans against my shoulder, trying to hear the phone. I’m sure she’s ready to take action, even before she knows what’s wrong.

  “Mom and Max had a fight, and he stormed out. She found out he was talking to you, and she just freaked out!” She sounds nervous, and hoarse, like she’s been shouting for a while.

  “Max wasn’t the only one fighting with your mother, was he?” I ask her, trying to remain calm.

  “No, Dad. She has no right to tell us not to talk to you!” she continues to shout.

  I look over at Lani, and she’s already grabbed the hotel provided pad and pen that were sitting by the phone. She nods at me. “When did he leave?”

  “He grabbed his backpack and walked out while Mom was in the shower. Now it’s time to leave for school, and he’s nowhere to be found!” She sounds like she’s about to hyperventilate.

  “So he’s only been gone a few minutes?” I’m questioning my own daughter. This sucks. Lani looks up at me with a frown, and shakes her head slightly. “Maybe he just needed to be alone. Maybe he wanted to walk to school?” I ask. Lani nods, trying to reassure me.

  “He also took the money he’s b
een saving up. Dad, I think he’s running away!” Now she sounds like she’s about to start crying.

  “Sweetheart, listen to me. I have a friend in the FBI.” Even as I say the words, it seems weird. Lani gives me a questioning look. “I know a guy in the FBI,” I correct myself. “And I know a cop. I’ll have them look into it, okay? I’m sure he’s fine.” I try to calm her down, but I’m also a bit nervous. “I’ll call you and let you know when I hear something, okay?”

  “I have to go. Mom’s yelling for me. Thank you, Dad,” she whispers into the phone, and then she’s gone.

  “He’s only been gone a short time. It’s probably nothing,” Lani murmurs, but she immediately rolls out of the bed and grabs her cell phone, which is charging on the other nightstand. “I’ll call Killian.” I look at her, and I don’t know what she sees in my eyes, but she smiles and places her palm on my cheek. “He’ll be okay.”

  “I know,” I sigh, and climb out of bed as well. This isn’t going to be as good a day as I expected it to be, when I woke up with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.

  Detective Melanie Lani Vaden

  “Killian, have you heard anything about Max?” I ask, when he finally answers his damn cell phone. I’ve only left him four messages, and one of them was to let him know that I’ve spoken to a detective in Pittsburgh. They basically brushed me off, but promised me they’d check to see if he was at school.

  “He’s not at school, Lani. I’ve contacted the Pittsburgh bureau. They’ll find him, Lani. Tell Tony his son will be fine.” He pauses for a moment. “You can stop calling me and leaving messages every fifteen minutes. I’ll call you when I hear something.”