Protecting Her: A Romance Bundle

“No,” Detective Aberson said. He smiled, but it wasn’t entirely happy. “I wanted to speak to you about guilt.”

I blushed. Oh my god, I thought. A wave of panic crested over me and I shivered. He knows. He knows all about me and Alessio together. He’s going to tell me that I’m in trouble now, that I won’t be able to testify because I’m too close. And then I’ll get in legal trouble for lying! Oh my god, what if I go to jail?

“Beth,” Detective Aberson said slowly. “Six months is a long time. You may have moved on from Michael…I noticed you’re no longer wearing your ring.”

“His father asked for it back,” I said sourly. “I couldn’t exactly refuse.”

“Ah, well, you really shouldn’t feel guilty…you know, if you’ve begun to move on from Michael.” Detective Aberson looked directly in my eyes. “It’s very natural, Beth.”

I nodded. A numb feeling was spreading through my limbs. I couldn’t tell if Aberson was playing me or not – was he just waiting for me to break down and confess that I’d been sleeping with Alessio? Or was he trying to play good cop, and get me to admit it freely.

“I have started to move on,” I said slowly. “But no one will ever mean what Michael meant to me.” I cringed – the phrase sounded so cheesy aloud. But I hadn’t exactly meant it in a way that was entirely positive. I knew that I would never feel the same way about anyone that I’d felt about Michael.

But I already felt stronger about Alessio than I ever had about my former fiancé.

“Well, that’s natural,” Detective Aberson said. “Just remember, you need to do this, Beth. Try thinking about it as closure.”

I nodded. “Okay,” I said. I shifted in my seat. “Can I go now?”

“Yes. Of course. You know the way out?”

I nodded gratefully. “Thanks,” I said.

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soon as I was outside on the street, I grabbed my phone from my bag and called Alessio. I didn’t expect him to answer – after all, it was the middle of the day. But I wanted to see him. I wanted to reassure myself that my feelings were real, that Alessio and I had a passionate bond stronger than anything I’d ever thought possible.

“Hello?”

“It’s me,” I said quickly. “Can you pick me up? I need to see you?”

“Of course, Beth,” Alessio said. His voice was low, and listening to the way he said my name sent shivers of lust down my spine.

We hung up and I waited on the street for Alessio’s limo.

It didn’t take him more than ten minute to reach me, which was incredible by New York standards. As soon as the long, sleek, black car rolled up to the curb, I bit my lip and climbed inside.

Alessio was sitting there with a cigar in one hand and a drink in the other. He looked good in a white cotton shirt that showed off his deep, olive tan. He raised an eyebrow.

“Doing okay?”

“Take me to a hotel,” I whispered as I slid onto Alessio’s lap. “I want to be alone with you.”

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Alessio grabbed my body and threw me down onto the big, soft bed of the penthouse suit. We were at the Plaza Hotel – Alessio had called and reserved a room as soon as I’d told him that I wanted to be alone with him. There hadn’t been time for games or chatter, just endless making out that left me with a swollen clit and stiff, throbbing nipples.

Alessio climbed on top of me and I moaned softly as his muscular body pressed me down into the bed. His mouth covered mine and he kissed me so deeply that I couldn’t breath. I cried out with lust as I wrapped my arms around my neck and pulled our bodies as close together as possible. As Alessio kissed and nibbled his way down the bare skin of my neck, I arched my back and wrapped my legs around his waist. This was the first time that we’d been together outside of his limo, and it felt oddly strange and intimate. Sunlight was filtering through the tall windows of the penthouse suite and I closed my eyes as Alessio made his way down my body.

“I want you,” I murmured huskily. Alessio trailed his fingers up my denim-coated thighs, then fumbled with the snap of my jeans and pulled them down my hips. I was wearing new panties – a sheer lace thong – and I could feel the crotch was soaked with my arousal juices. A musky scent filled the room and I closed my eyes as Alessio spread my legs and kneeled between my thighs. He lowered his face to my belly, nudging up my shirt with his nose and kissing the exposed skin until I giggled and blushed all over.

I relaxed my head onto the pillows. Alessio pulled my top over my head and tossed it to the side. He pulled me up off the mattress, then snaked a hand behind my body and unclasped my bra. As my breasts tingled in the cool air of the room, Alessio lowered his face to my erect nipples and began to bite and suck until I was moaning with passionate lust. Hot, liquid pleasure spread through my body and I screamed and cried as Alessio rolled my nipples between his fingers. The sensation was so intense that I could feel it in my clit, and I arched my back and desperately rubbed my crotch against his muscular torso until hot little darts of pleasure were pricking my skin.

I tangled my hands in Alessio’s rick, dark hair and tugged at his scalp until he groaned. His cock was rock hard – I could feel it pressing into my thigh – and I gently pushed him away and onto his back. Alessio looked at me with surprise. For a moment, clad only in panties, I felt sexy. I wanted to please him, to give him the same pleasure that he sent soaring through my body like wildfire.

As Alessio stared at me, I pouted and licked my lips. I closed my eyes and ran my hands over my breasts, strumming my hard nipples until I was moaning at my own touch. Alessio groaned and reached for me but I swatted his hand away and crawled sensually between his legs, making sure to keep my ass pointed high in the air. The bulge at the crotch of Alessio’s pants made my mouth water.

“I want to please you,” I said coyly, running a hand over Alessio’s erection. He gaped and grunted, throwing his head back and shoving his crotch against my hands. My fingers were shaking as I fumbled with his belt, then the snap of his fly. As I eased his pants down his muscular body, I realized that he was trembling, too.