Teach Me Daddy

I smirked before I pulled my cock from between her legs.

I undid her braid and washed her hair out one last time before I cut the shower off. I reached for a towel, wrapping her perfect body up within it before I helped her out of the shower. Her legs were wobbling, and I felt a surge of pride swell within my chest, happy that I could still remove the life from her lungs with the pleasure I could afford her.

I sat her on the bed before I grabbed my own towel, wrapping it around my waist before I pulled a box out from my bedside table drawer.

“Open it,” I said.

Her fingertips studied the small box with a tiny little bow on it. Her brow furrowed in confusion, and she popped the box open. But the moment she did, her jaw unhinged with shock before her gaze whipped back up to me.

“Camillo?” she asked. “What is this?”

“This,” I removed the diamond ring, “was my mother’s. Given to me by her on my fifteenth birthday. It was the ring my father first bought her when he proposed, and she passed it on to me to give to the woman I would ultimately hand my life over to.”

Tears filled her eyes as I got down onto one knee and took her hand within mine.

“Rose, you are everything I could’ve ever wanted in a woman. You are a divine mother and a sensual woman. You are passionate, dedicated, and unwavering. Like a mountaintop rising far above the rest of the world. I promise you, my life of violence is behind me, and I will love and protect you and our family forever.”

Tears were dripping down her face as I slowly plucked the ring from its confines.

“Will you marry me?”

Her watery gaze slowly panned down to mine, and the moment she nodded, a smile crossed my face. I crashed my lips up into hers, laying her towel-wrapped body down onto my bed while she slid the diamond ring on her finger. Our tongues battled heatedly, and she pulled the towel from around my waist, casting it off to the side while my hands made quick work of opening hers.

Her legs parted to encompass my body as I settled on top of her silky, soft skin.

“I love you so much,” she said as my lips trailed kisses down her neck.

“And I love you,” I murmured into her skin.

I couldn’t wait to start my new life with my new family. Even with the bruises that covered my ribs and the stitches still healing at my sides, I felt a new Camillo being resurrected. My lips trailed down this beautiful woman’s body as she gave herself over to me, wholly and completely, in every way I’d only ever dreamed of. My lips slid between her legs while my tongue parted her beautiful folds, and in that very moment, I drank her pleasure from between her legs.

“Oh, I love you, Camillo,” she said, whispering. “I love you so much.”

EPILOGUE – ROSE

ONE YEAR LATER

I was excited to be back in New York City for Christmas. Even though last Christmas on the island was absolutely unforgettable, there was nothing quite like Christmas in the city.

Camillo and our family had spent most of the year here, simply getting to know one another. We took our time explaining to the boys what was going on and how we were handling things from here, but the moment we told them they were going to be brothers, they were ecstatic.

We even told Cassie she had a place with us forever, if that was what she wanted.

Camillo had actively rolled back most of his duties from his criminal empire. He cashed in what he could, sold off what he couldn’t, and turned people in where necessary. He wasn’t just willing to turn the criminal domain over to someone else. He wanted to be rid of it completely.

Now, we were simply enjoying our extended vacation. He had purchased a massive penthouse apartment for all of us to live in whenever we traveled to New York City, and Kevin simply couldn’t believe his eyes. The boys were still hellbent on sharing a room together, and we’d employed Mrs. Barker as their full-time nanny. Camillo was still spending every waking moment he could with Ana, and the more time they spent together, the more my heart melted for them both.

I didn’t think I could feel love for any two individuals the way I loved them.

During the past year, Camillo insisted that I pursue my culinary dreams. He even went so far as to build a test restaurant on a plot of land he purchased that would eventually be the site for our new home together as a family. We’d decided to get out of the Poconos and put ourselves in the middle of a city the two of us loved dearly.