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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, and 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 been 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.”

“Jerk,” I murmur, and reach down to touch the button on my phone. 

“I’m still here, Lani,” he says. 

I roll my eyes.  “I mean, thank you for your help, Killian.  Call me when you hear anything. Please.  Please call me when you hear anything.”

“That’s better, Lani.  You’re welcome,” he says, with a hint of a chuckle in his voice.  Jesus Christ, I hate owing that man, and I keep racking up the red.

I groan, throw the phone, and almost hit my partner in the process.

“So, you’re not pregnant?” my partner, James Johnson asks from the passenger side of the unmarked police car.  I’m driving toward the local dairy farm, because I always drive.  Jamie doesn’t seem to mind, and even if he did, I’d still drive.

“Yea, no, false alarm,” I reply, with what I hope Jamie doesn’t realize is false happiness.  I’m not happy, but there’s really no reason for me to want to be pregnant right now.  I’m just confused about my feelings.  I want Tony’s baby, I really do, but now doesn’t seem like the right time.

“I’m so glad you’re back on the job.  That newbie Barrett set me up with didn’t know his dick from his middle finger.”  Jamie’s always been creative with his bad jokes.  But he’s cute, so I overlook it.

“Yea, Dad told me I’d had enough time off, and ordered me back.  Like it’s more important to investigate who is stealing cow chips than finding out who falsified my sister’s death certificate.”  I sigh loudly, and he laughs.  He’s used to my sarcastic sense of humor.

“How’s your new boyfriend?”  I’m not sure if Jamie really cares, or if he’s just trying to make conversation.  “When are you gonna bring him by the station to meet me and Connie?  Maybe we can get a drink, or have dinner together.”

“The first Tuesday of never,” I say with an exaggerated eye roll.  He chuckles at my jab.  I’ve missed him, but I’d never admit it.  “He’s fine, really.  Hey, give me a hint where I can find men’s clothing.”

He stares at me until I feel uncomfortable, then he says, “I’ve been waiting for years for you to fall in love.  You look adorable.  Your cheeks are even flushed.” 

I flash him an evil look, but he just laughs harder.  “I’m going to get you back for this, Jamie.  You know that, right?”

I pull up to the dairy farm, and glance around.  “It sure does smell like cow shit.  I didn’t miss this,” I proclaim. 

“I don’t even want to know why he thinks it’s missing,” Jamie agrees, as he exits the car.  I follow right behind him.

Tony

I pace around the room like a caged tiger.  I don’t know if Max is okay.  I don’t know if Lani is okay.  I mean, I assume Lani is okay.  She’s been a cop for a long time.  She can take care of herself.  But still, she’s out there, and I’m in here.  Trapped.  Because of my arm, I can’t even exercise.  I have all the luxuries you can think of, including room service.  But I can’t leave.  A gilded cage is still a cage. 

I wish Lauren would call me and let me know everything is okay in Pittsburgh.

I pick up the phone, and call Lani.  It’s noon, it should be her lunch hour, right?

“Tony?  Have you heard from Lauren?”  She answers the phone saying my name.  That makes me a little less nervous, for some reason.

“No, have you heard anything on your end?”  I try not to sound as nervous as I am, but I’m sure it’s not working.

“Tony, it’s only been a few hours.  He’s seventeen, and he’s angry at his mother.  He’s playing hooky.  I’m sure he’ll be okay.”  She’s trying to calm me down.  She’s probably right.  I’d cut class more than once, and not even for good reasons, just because I could.  He’s seventeen, he’s not a child anymore. 

Wow, that blows my mind.  My son, the little boy I remember, the one I left with my watch and my medals so he would have something to remember his daddy by, is almost a man. 

I sigh loudly at the thought.  “Okay, you’re right.  He’ll be fine.  I’m sure I’m just overreacting, and Lauren will call me and let me know he’s okay any time now.” 

“I love you, Tony,” she says into the phone.  She doesn’t just say it as a routine action.  I can tell she means it, and somehow it makes me feel better, and reassures me that everything will be okay at the same time.

“I love you too, Lani,” I tell her, before I hang up the phone.