Page 6 of Escape My Love

He glanced down at his phone, then gave me a quick nod. “Buona sera.”

“Good night.”

I headed for the door. For the first time tonight, my heart settled into a normal beat. Somehow I remembered the way out through the maze of hallways and nightclubs. On the rooftop level, the party was still going strong, except now the guests were extra drunk and the place reeked of sex. The women I’d seen at the bar before were in some kind of threesome with a guy.

When I reached the alley, Vic was in the SUV, waiting. I climbed in the back seat and swallowed my tears. “I miss Jersey.”

“Me too. Where to?” he asked as he let the car tires roll forward.

“Tyler’s place.” I met his gaze in the rearview mirror. “Did you talk to him?”

“He sent me. He’s under house arrest until you get there.” He shrugged. “So, a seat at the ‘big table,’ huh? You’ve accomplished in a few months what Rossi couldn’t in a lifetime.”

“I wouldn’t exactly call this a win. We were in charge before. Now we answer to this Rex guy.”

Tonight could have been a thousand times worse. All I wanted now was to get to Tyler. I still hadn’t forgotten the way he kissed me when he thought he’d lost me earlier. After all these months of being married to him, I still craved his touch. Probably more than before because now I knew we were meant to be together. We were in deep, all the way—with the crews in Jersey, the faction in New York, and now the society.

As soon as Vic pulled up to the curb, I sprang out of the car with a quick wave to him. I punched the elevator call button repeatedly until the doors opened, and then I jumped in. My heartbeat quickened when I stepped into the hallway and found him waiting for me.

He’d removed his tuxedo jacket and undone his tie. He still looked hotter than he had any right to be. The desire in his eyes made me run the rest of the way. I crushed into him, and our mouths collided in a desperate kiss. He gripped my face tighter than usual, but I didn’t care. I wanted him. With his hands all over me, he shuffled me inside and shut the door.

I fumbled with the studs on his shirt while he wrestled my dress off. My skin against his hard body brought me a bit of that release I’d been yearning for all night. In the open floor-style penthouse, we made it as far as the dining table. The bedrooms were at the other end. That was too long to wait. Tyler grabbed handfuls of my butt cheeks and lifted me onto the flat surface. He sucked on my breasts, pushed me down on the table, and wedged himself between my legs.

His tongue left a cold and wet trail from the dip of my neck all the way down to my clit, where he open-mouth kissed me until I felt I would combust from want. I panted short breaths under his touch, stretching my arms over my head. My fingers dug into something that felt smooth and sticky.

“What is this?” I licked the chocolate frosting off my fingers, surveying the entire setup on the opposite end—a bouquet of wildflowers surrounded by candlelight and dinner for two. A slow, sexy tune played in the background.

“Dessert.” Tyler lapped the length of my pussy while he pumped his hard cock with long strokes. “For Valentine’s Day. Though I’d rather have you. You taste so much sweeter. Have a taste.” He climbed over me, caught both my wrists and pinned them above my head before he plunged his tongue in my mouth.

The taste of my arousal and chocolate swirled together in some kind of an erotic treat. “Tyler, now.” I gripped fistfuls of his hair, waiting for him. He rode me hard. I didn’t need sweet or slow. I wanted us to be together and know that nothing could ever separate us. He was mine. And I was his.

When he rolled his hips toward me, I arched my back. A quick spark at my core made me tremble. I was close. As he if could read my thoughts, he gripped my hip and hit my sensitive spot with controlled and unrelenting thrusts. He kept me in a tight hold and watched me come with a satisfied smile on his face. Right before he climaxed too.

“Oh fuck, Mia.” He collapsed next to me.

“I needed that.” I puffed out air, licking sweat off my lips—mine or his, I didn’t know.

“Maybe we can still salvage today.” He pointed at the meal waiting for us on the other end of the table.

“Did you do all this? When?” I dug my finger in the cake again.

“Earlier today. Happy Valentine’s Day.” He caught my fingers and sucked them clean. “Don’t ruin your appetite.”

“Thank you. It’s beautiful. Sorry I messed up your cake.” I watched his mouth wrapped around my fingers. My bud hardened, and I rubbed my mound against his leg. “You’re making me hungry for something else.”

“We have all night.”

I sat up and met his blue gaze. “I was so afraid for us before. Having a family of my own, as it turns out, is mostly spending my day worrying about losing it. I want to know for sure that we have more than one night.”

He cradled my face and brought me down to him for a kiss. “We will not lose what we have. I promise you.”

“And the society? Rex didn’t say it, but I know you agreed to join them. I did too.”

Rex had separated us because he thought we hated each other. No doubt he figured if he talked to us separately, he could make his case to fit our needs. But Tyler and I loved each other. We both wanted the same thing.

“This is how we stay alive.” He pressed his hand to my belly. “How we keep our family together. We survived Jax Rossi. We’ll survive this too. Do you trust me?”

“I do.” I ran a finger down the hard edge of his jaw and his lips. This gorgeous man was all mine. Rex would never be able to take this from us.

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