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Chapter 26

Edward's POV

Pitbull ft. Ne-Yo – Give Me Everything

Don Omar – Danza Kuduro

I can't help but stay in constant connection with her as we make our way back in the club. She feels so good here in my arms just like I knew she would.

So warm.

So soft.

Yet wild and dangerous with sharpened claws, waiting to lash out and tear her prey to shreds.

My gorgeous, feisty, little kitty cat...I wonder if I could get her to purr for me?

My arm around her waist tightens as her fingers play with the hem of my shirt. My heart soars as she lays a gentle kiss over the spot where my heart beats for her. But my cock, my poor weeping, desperate cock rejoices as the heat of her breath ignites flames throughout my flesh.

Her reactions thus far have not been what I expected, not one bit. I know as the days go, or after our conversation she will release that anger or hurt she's kept inside during our time apart. But it's been pleasant to spend this time just letting our bodies reacquaint themselves through each touch and caress.

Our separation was excruciating on us both.

She needed my touch, my reassurance that I was there and never leaving her side. I needed her smell to remind me of home and what I had missed.

I knew we needed to talk, and soon.

But first we needed to reconnect.

Entering through the back door we both nod to the goon keeping post and head straight to the bar.

I order a scotch as she gets a sex on the beach. We head to a small table near the back, after the short argument over who paid for our drinks…

As if I would ever let her pay for anything while in my presence. Call me chauvinist or a pig, I don't care, but my mother raised me to always treat a lady. And who is more deserving than the one that I love, to be pampered by me.

Walking over to a small table by the dance floor, we sipped on our drinks and watched the massive body of people dancing to the island beats.

The place was packed.

The music was thumping through the speakers and carrying through every soul in the joint.

Bodies swayed to the hypnotic rhythms as couples made love on the dance floor.

Pitbull's song Give me Everything was playing throughout the space. My princessa, never missing an opportunity to torture me, downed her drink, and dragged me behind her to the dance floor.

Her enticing hips swayed to the beat as we made our way through the crowd. Every man turned and gawked at her goddess like features. But once they saw her Adonis right behind her, shooting daggers in their directions, they would all cower in fear.

Once we reached the middle of the floor, she turned in my arms and wove her delicate fingers through my hair, thus pulling me closer to her body. My hands automatically found purchase on her hips, anchoring her small frame to me and annihilating any space between us.

The fast beat of a conga made everyone cheer and propel their hips to chase after the beat.

My little she-devil moved like no other.

Women envied the fluidity of those hips, while I praised the heavens for her graceful yet exotic rhythm.

My mind conjured up sinful images, seeing her voluptuous body straddling mine, rocking back and forth creating our own perfect rhythm. She would make her own siren song as she arched her back with every thrust. Each swivel of her hips meant to entrance me more, condemning me to a life of sexual servitude.

Turning her back to my front, she slowly and oh so sexually lowered her body towards the floor. Grinding her perfectly round ass against my poor neglected cock, making him harder than steel.

Reaching the floor, she arches her back and swivels her hips, putting out a routine a stripper would be jealous of.

If her ass was clapping my cock was giving a standing ovation.

Flipping her hair, she grinds back up on me and lifts her arms above her head. I gently run my fingers down her arms and notice the goose bumps that arise at my touch.

Keeping my touch light, I follow the path until I reach the sides of her breasts and gently caress each one. Her moan is loud, further encouraging my movements.

Leaving my right hand beside her breast, feeling the heat of her skin through the material, I let my left hand wander. With an open palm I follow the path down over her ribs, landing on her hips.

Digging my fingers in I pull her back onto my cock and whisper, "Do you see what you do to me?" A whimper is released from deep in her throat, as I grind on her, letting every inch of my member rub against her scrumptious back.

"I want you baby, so badly" I'm fighting a loosing battle.

Every hour, minute and second that passes my mind is going insane with need. If we don't get out of here soon, I can't be held responsible for the show we'll put on.

"Fuck Edward, I want you too...my whole body yearns for your touch. Please…please, let's get out of here. We have so much to talk about before we move forward." I know she's right, we need to talk before anything more happens between us.

My body is wound too tight and ready to pounce. We need stop now or I never will.

"Lets get out of here princessa. I can't take it anymore; your body feels so right pressed up against mine. I want to kiss; lick, bite, suck and taste every inch of your body"

My hands run up her sides, cupping her breasts, while my cock continues to rub itself across her ass. Her nipples pebble at my touch and my mouth waters at the feel of the puckered flesh.

"Oh fuck," she moans.

"Now princessa, we must leave now!" Releasing her mounds, I take a step back and try to regulate my breathing.

I try oh so hard not to look in her direction, lest my resolve will crumble. But alas I fail.

There she stands less than one foot away from me, hair wild, cheeks stained pink and skin flushed. Her plump lips are parted and she is desperately trying to regulate her own breath, while her eyes...those damn eyes, are hooded and clouded with lust.

Tugging her to me, I pull her into my embrace and chastely cover her lips with mine.

"Tomorrow my love, when everything is out in the open, you won't be able to fight me off with a crowbar." Her breathing hitches once again, causing me to take a much needed step back. Looking deeply into her eyes, I continue, "This I swear on my life, you and I will never part again…no matter what. Now let's bounce, we have so much to discuss."

Walking away from the dance floor we head towards our small table and pick up her belongings. Once again we embrace as we head out, my arm protectively around her waist and her arm over my heart.

Connected and tenderly stroking the other's skin, just as it will remain for the rest of our lives.

I guarandamntee it...

Mystery POV…

I've been sitting here, at this booth, for over two hours watching his every movement.

Some might call me creepy.

The ones that know who I am, call me lethal.

This man has garnered my dislike since we were children. But now as adults, the feeling of hatred has manifested itself in me, consuming every fiber of my being.

He's always had the best of the best.

The best toys, cars and homes…that illegal money could buy.

He has been worshipped as if he were a Greek god, by the most beautiful and exotic women in the world.

But most importantly he's held all the power...

A power that can only come from being, the head of the biggest mob organization in the United States. He controls it all, but not for long. Soon, real soon he'll be out of the picture; buried six feet under with the rest of those Italian bastards he calls brothers.

I won't kill the women. No, I'll make them work for me.

They will become my personal slaves, satisfying my every, and I do mean every…desire.

I know my eyes should be keeping track of Tanya. I have a vendetta to settle with her play toy. I was lucky that the money hungry bitch could not only give mean head, but was willing to help me set him up. But seeing him here, tonight…has changed everything.

My eyes follow his every move as he walks towards the back door. He passes the guards, nodding as he goes and bumps into Reyes, who at the moment is walking back in. It seems something very interesting must be occurring behind that heavily guarded door. They exchange a few words; right before he walks through and disappears from my sight.

The hours pass and I'm beginning to get agitated, thinking I've missed my chance.

Where the fuck did Cullen disappear to?

I've easily knocked back a whole bottle of Brugal in his absence. Tempted to go and see what's the hold up or if he's gone, I get up and follow the path he followed out.

I get about half way across the floor, when a stunning brunette comes walking through that same door. My steps falter, as my world shifts and I think to myself…she's beautiful.

She's about five foot two, long brown lustrous hair, curvaceous body, and the most hypnotizing almond eyes I've ever seen.

I have to meet this beauty.

My legs propel me forward, only to stop abruptly. Following my beauty is none other than that dirty cocksucker Cullen.

Unfuckingbelievable.

Of course he already has his claws in her, but not for long.

No, this woman will be just what I need to take him out.

With an added bonus that now I intend to claim at the end…her.

Walking back to where the last drink I ordered still stood untouched, I sit and knock it back in one gulp.

Fuck, that burned.

Whoever said Dominican rum won't kick your ass was full of shit.

Signaling the waitress over, I order another one.

Getting comfortable enough to sit and watch, I slant back in my chair and wait for my drink.

I watch as he never takes his hands from around her waist.

I watch as he orders her a drink and leans in giving her a chaste kiss.

And I fume as she returns his affection with a look of love and desire.

I want to yank her out of his arms so badly. The need to take her away from him growing with every second and every touch he gives her.

They each take a few sips of their drinks and smile.

The music changes and my girl seem to like the beat as her seductive body sways to the music. Grabbing his hand, she drags him behind her and basically fucks him.

That's the only way to describe what she's doing.

Her movements are erotic.

Arms above her head and reaching back, caressing whatever skin she could. Her body wrapping itself around him, grinding, letting him feel every inch of her curves. But what was worse was hearing the faint trace of her moans in the air. Oh yeah, she's not a quiet one. I had the pleasure of hearing her seductive tone, voicing her pleasure at his hands.

Don't get me wrong…it took everything in me not to kill him, and show her what a real man is. But having the pleasure of just hearing her while I closed my eyes was enough…for now.

His growls of pleasure awoke me from my own sexual thoughts. I could see it in his face; he needed to leave and now. Leaning in, he whispered something in her ear, making her almond eyes roll to the back of her head.

Whatever he said had her allowing him to lead her out and away from me...

Grabbing her belongings, they both walked out wrapped up in each other.

I couldn't allow her to get away, not after I just found her. Even if that meant killing him tonight, in front of my beauty. My body went on autopilot and headed towards the door, only to be intercepted by Reyes himself. I tried to break through their walls, but his goons had their guns pulled before my own could be reached.

I shouldn't have come alone tonight.

If my men were here, they would all be dead.

Witnesses be damned.

He threatens me with death if I pursued either of you. That's okay, he can threaten all he wants; he won't be alive much longer anyways.

Maybe not tonight but soon, real soon, these two assholes will be dead.

And she will be all alone and ready for me to claim.

Soon...

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