Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance - Part 1 (Roman Crime Family) (5 page)

He opened the door for her. She climbed into his Benz. He shut the door, climbing into the car as well. She knew there was no going back. He smiled at her, his look one of anticipation, need…and lust. 

Neither of them spoke. You could cut the budding sexual tension with a knife.

They pulled up to what had to be his infamous apartment. She knew he had a house in Elizabeth along with his wife.

His wife
.

Jess knew exactly what she was doing when she got in his car. Knew what it would lead to.

She realized she truly didn’t care. Which should have shocked her, but didn’t.

He got out of the car, opening the door for her. He took her hand as she got out, leading her up wooden stairs. They reached the top and he hesitated, taking out his gun.

“Stay here.”

“Ok, seriously? Is it like that?” Jess rolled her eyes. Nick ignored her and went inside. She sighed impatiently, but did as he ordered.

He came back a few minutes later. “All clear.”

“Had to make sure we were all alone, eh?” She walked past him. Trying her hardest not to sound catty and jealous.

“Had to get the video ready.” He sounded sarcastic, harsh. Bitter.

“I’m sorry. It’s just…you’re married and-”

“I have not slept with my wife in years. She barely let me touch her when I was allowed to.” At the disbelieving look on her face, Nick laughed humorlessly.

“Look, can we not do this now? Yes, I’m married. You deserve an explanation. Hell, you deserve better than this. And sometime, I’ll give it to you. But not tonight.” Nick sighed tiredly.

“Is that ok with you?

Jess wanted to care about all the details. Knew she should care. She just didn’t.

She turned from the door, her clingy blue sun dress swaying to the curve of her hips. Her exposed back was bare, almost to her ass. She spoke without turning.

“Consider the subject closed. For now.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. Be grateful I want to fuck you more than I want to cross examine you.”

Nick snapped the wine glass he was holding. Fuck. He wanted to be inside her. Now.

She was a heady combination. Outspoken. To the point. Unafraid to say and do what she wanted. A temptress, wise beyond her years.

“Wine would be great, thanks.” She took the bottle before he asked the question.

Popping the cork herself. Taking a long drink, straight from the bottle as he watched. Placing her lips against his, sharing the full-bodied blood red liquid from her mouth to his.

He slid his hands around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Returning her kiss with one of his own. Squeezing her bottom under his hands the way he wanted since the minute he laid eyes on her. Making her feel his impressive need for her. 

He backed her to the couch in front of the bay window, pausing to sit her down gently and loosen his tie. He watched as her hair hung over her shoulder in cascading curls. The moon shone through the window, catching her dress making it almost transparent.

He was still standing as she settled onto the couch, crossing one long leg over the other. She spread her arms out on the back of the couch expansively.

“It’s beautiful, Nick.”

“Not half as stunning as the view from here, kid.”

She turned, angling her knees as close to him as possible when he sat. He took the wine bottle from her, appearing completely relaxed. One arm resting on the back of the couch. The other gripped the wine bottle, telling another story. His free hand in a fist, his jaw tight. It was like he was holding himself under rigid control.

“Are you afraid of losing control, Nick?” She slid her much smaller hand over his tightly clasped one. Nick took a large swallow of wine, placing the bottle on the floor.

He leaned forward, placing his hands around her waist. Lifting her onto his lap with little effort, moving her legs so she was facing him. He threaded both hands in her hair, pulling her to him, kissing her, claiming her lips with command and authority. His tongue filled her mouth with an intoxicating taste of wine…and Nick. “I don’t lose control, kid.”

Jess pulled her dress up around her waist and over her head. Pushing against his cock in nothing but her bra. Unzipping his pants, moaning into his chest as frenzied desire took hold. Feeling him pulse against her throbbing pussy. She felt her wetness dampen his boxer briefs as she brought his hand down between her legs.

“You’ll lose it tonight.” She paused for a moment at his sheer size.

He was magnificent. Massive. Huge.

Jess ran her hands over him in wonder, maybe a little hesitation. He sucked in his breath at her touch. Fighting for restraint.

The tethers of his so-called control becoming glaringly thin.

Snapping.

“Dammit.
Enough
.”

He picked her up, carrying her with her long, muscular legs wrapped around him to the bedroom. Placing her on the edge of the bed. Removing his pants the rest of the way.

Pushing her flat, leaning over to kiss her stomach. Shoving her bra aside to take her nipple into his mouth. One, then the other. Nipping and biting them to stiff, pointed peaks. Licking circles around her belly button as she gasped for air.

He sank to his knees, flicking his tongue over either side of her thighs. She whimpered, begged, pleaded as he sucked and lapped around her clit, sliding his stiffened tongue in and out of her pussy. Teasing her, tormenting her. Doing everything but what she so desperately needed.

He took her in his mouth completely. Sliding one finger, then two, inside of her. He hummed against her, thrusting his thick fingers against the walls of her pussy once more. She finally exploded in one of the hardest, deepest orgasms of her life.

He pulled her to him, giving her no time whatsoever to recover. Reaching over to grab a bottle of lube for his enormous cock. It had to be at least ten or eleven inches. Maybe larger.

He gently rolled her over onto her stomach, leaning forward.

“I can’t wait, kid. I need you now. Are you ready?”

Ready? For the eighth fucking wonder of the world?

Her mind was telling her no way would he ever fit. Her vagina seemed to have other ideas. It said she was more than fucking ready. If she were any more ready, she would die. Unclenching and clenching together, over and over in anticipation, her body answered for her.

Jess got on her knees, glancing over her shoulder at him.

All the encouragement he needed. He placed the head of his cock against her pussy, slowly, carefully entering her tight opening. 

She just knew he was going to rip her in two.

She sucked in a breath, trying to relax. Torn between wanting him to pull out, and needing for him to bury himself deep inside of her.

He slid his cock in her entirely and time simply ceased to exist. 

“
Oh…my…fucking…god
.”

She found herself pushing back into him. Stretching her slick, vaginal walls around him. Taking everything he had to give.

At her prompting he picked up the pace. He filled her. In a way no one had ever done before. 

He continued moving, thrusting in and out of her pussy, one of his hands sliding down to find her clit. She felt herself clench around him, her cries becoming louder and louder.

“That’s it, kid…
come for me
.”

His hot breath was in her ear, his warm, sweaty chest rubbing against her back. His words only fueled her further. She moaned soft and low in her throat.

“Yes...yes
…yes…
fuck, Nick. Fuck me
.”

She came, with a force that was almost painful. Tears sprang to her eyes as she felt Nick follow shortly behind her. The warmth of his semen rushing inside, thrusting into her one last time. Shouting hoarsely, sinking his teeth into her shoulder.

Jess had never experienced anything like this in all her life. So connected…so deep. Like they were truly one person.

She was lost.  

They both collapsed on the bed, exhausted. His weight pressed into her. She could still feel his heavy, semi-erect cock inside of her as they lay there. In bliss for what seemed like hours, but was in fact, minutes. He slid out to lay beside her. 

“You ok, kid? Did I hurt you?”

She didn’t want him thinking her tears were from any kind of pain.

“You didn't hurt me. That was... incredible.”

He smiled at her response. A real smile. Something she’d never seen him do. He could light up a room. He was beautiful.

He laid back, motioning for her to lay her head on his chest. She slid into his arms, feeling them wrap around her. She felt warm. Safe.

A feeling she wasn’t used to. 

She was falling for him.

Holy shit. She was in trouble. 

The sun shining through the window woke her up. He was still asleep beside her. She didn’t move, preferring to watch him sleep. He must have felt her, because it wasn’t long before he woke.

Nick reached up, tracing her lip with his thumb.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

“Morning.”

“Did you sleep well?”

“I did. For the first time in years. Did you?”

He laid back, grabbing her, pulling her back into his chest.

“I did.”

He felt her melt into his body. She felt like silk against him. This was something he could get used to.

“You know, kid…I’ve never let anyone sleep here before.”

She raised her head, looking into his eyes. She could tell this wasn’t a line of bullshit. He meant what he said. She kissed his lips, laying her head back onto his chest. 

She knew whatever this was between them couldn’t go anywhere.

He was married. Plus, he was with Amy.

And she was with Eric. 

Oh God. Eric. 

She allowed herself to feel guilty for a few seconds, before reminding herself why she was there in the first place.

“So. Where do we go from here, kid?”

“What do you mean?”

“You know exactly what I mean. I want to continue whatever this is between us.”

“How are we going to do that, Nick? You’re married. I have Eric, and you’re seeing Amy. I don’t want to be part of the harem. I won’t be.” 

“Hey…hey.” He moved her head up to look into her eyes.

“I knew from the minute I laid eyes on you we would be here, kid. I’m not going to play you like that. The girls are gone. Except Connie. I’m not going to lie to you. I have no plans of leaving her right now. That’s the way it has to be for now. You know what I am and exactly who I am. You also know what I do. Do you want this life? You need to tell me now.”

His directness caught her off guard. She did know who he was, what he was. At some point she wouldn’t be ok with any of it.

For some reason, she was ok with it now.

The orgasm might have helped. 

“You want this or not, kid?” Nick asked again.

“I want this.”

It was his turn to be caught off guard. He never expected her to say yes.

He thought he was safe.

How the hell did she find a way into his heart so damn quickly? If he had any sense, he would walk away now. It was all way too dangerous for them both. 

She saw the look on his face.

“Maybe we should go. Won’t your wife wonder where you’re at?”

He didn’t answer immediately, getting up so they could get dressed.

“By now, yes. She’s used to my being out all night, but I’m usually home by now. What about Eric? Won’t he wonder where you’re at?”

“No. He had a show in PA last night. Besides, I’m pretty sure he’s still in bed with some groupie whore. At least I know he uses condoms with them.” 

Unlike them.

The drive back to the club was quiet, like before. This time more peaceful. He pulled up to the club next to her Jeep as Angel came out. Nick rolled down the window.

“Connie called looking for you. I covered. Oh, and your meeting is inside waiting.” 

Angel looked at Jess, smiling before he left. She blushed at the fact he knew. 

“Don’t worry about Angel. He’s discreet. And he likes you. He actually threatened Amy on your behalf.”

“I’ll have to thank him.” Jess laughed.

“In the meantime, thank you.” Her voice was soft...hesitant.

“Thank
you
.”

He gave her a half-smile that was bittersweet. Two genuine smiles from Nick Roman. She gave him a hug, clinging to him for a moment before letting go. Pressing her lips against his cheek.

She got out of the car, shutting the door. 

He rolled down the passenger window.

“Hey, kid!” he yelled after her.

“Yeah?” She turned around.

“You’re going to work every night from now on. That’s our cover. We’ll stay at the club for a while and you’ll dance a few sets to keep the front, ok?”

“Ok.”

As she turned to walk away, he remembered she had an audition. 

“Kid!”

She turned back smiling. “Yesss?”

“You get that gig?”

“I did. First filming is on Saturday at two.”

“Good for you. But I knew you’d come back anyway.” He grinned at her.

“Right. I gotta go, Nick.”

She rolled her eyes at the impossible man she was falling for getting into her car.

So. Trouble in paradise. He now had confirmation the condom Amy left was found.

He was sorry to do that to her, but no matter the cost, right?

Truth be told, he knew he wasn’t that sorry.

He watched her drive away and an uneasy feeling came over him. 

Yeah. He was going to have to be careful with this one. 

He was falling for her. Hard.

This one would claim of his soul.