Indebted to the Mafia King

*Cal*

Coming home to find Heidi waiting for me was an unexpected, but very welcome, surprise. After the day I had at the bar, dealing with countless business deals that went wrong-not to mention getting nowhere with the threat of the cartel looming over our heads-I planned on coming home and drowning myself in whiskey until I passed out and forgot this day ever happened.

But as soon as I spotted Heidi on my couch, wearing nothing but my Knicks shirt, her toned legs exposed, my brain short-circuited, making me momentarily forget about my bad day. Taking a more thorough look at her though, I could tell she was pissed off. 'Why?' was the first question that came to mind. When I left this morning, we seemed fine. She seemed fine. She never mentioned the 'I love you' thing again, and I figured the best move was to pretend it didn't happen. Maybe she regretted it. Maybe she wanted me to pretend I hadn't heard. Was that a bad move on my part? Was that why she was pissed off about? But as soon as she mentioned the fact she wasn't prying, I knew it.

I knew she had seen the guns.

I should have fucking locked my closet when I left. I never expected she would stick around long enough to see what was in there, but damn, that was a stupid-not to mention amateur-mistake on my part.

I didn't want to lie to her, but it was the only thing I could come up with on the top of my head. I'm not ready to share the truth with her. It's in her best interest to stay in the dark. If this is how she reacted when she found out about the guns, imagine what she'd do if she discovered what I actually do for a living.

She would break things off with me in the blink of an eye. That's not even the worst of it.... Her knowing this side of my life would open up a whole new world of danger. She's already in a precarious position being watched by my enemies. One wrong move, one slip of her lips, and she could be taken from me.

I can't let that happen.

That's why I had to act quickly and hopefully make her forget about it. With any luck, she'll believe the lie I just told her. Which, in my defense, is not exactly a lie. It's part of the truth.

The guns are for protection.

They're also used for other purposes.

"Don't change the subject, Cal," she warns me. She's acting all serious, but she couldn't look cuter. "You won't make me forget about it by using your charms. It won't work on me."

"I'd never try to do that. You can ask me whatever you want," I tell her, kissing the soft skin of her neck. She smells so delicious, I really hope she drops this whole argument so we can enjoy each other. I miss her, even though it's been less than a day since we've been together.

"I..." She's losing the battle against her self control. I can tell by the way her body is reacting to my touch.

"Are you going to finish that sentence, or can I change the subject again by saying I never thought I'd be so turned on by finding you wearing my shirt, on my couch, looking as beautiful as ever, just waiting for me?" I whisper in her ear.

Heidi squirms in her seat, pressing her legs together.

A smirk spreads on my lips, but I don't pull away from her. My plan is working, and I can't risk failure right now.

"This is not fair," she whines, her voice low and breathless.

"Do you want me to stop?" I ask, but instead of pulling away, my fingers trail up her leg, getting close to her panties.

Heidi doesn't answer, but if her erratic breathing and her thumping heart are any indication of what she wants, stopping doesn't seem like an option for us now.

I don't want her to think I'm trying to shut her up with sex, so as much as it pains me, I pull away from her, finding her eyes widening, an expression of disbelief on her face. "What are you doing?" she blurts, her eyebrows raising.

"You didn't answer me. I'm not moving forward unless you tell me to," I reply.

My body curses me at this very moment, but I can't do it. Heidi doesn't deserve this, and although I'm not ready to share the entire truth with her, I'm also not going to do something that goes against everything I believe in.

If she doesn't want this, I'm definitely not forcing it. I can think of a plan B.

Heidi's shocked face would be laughable if I weren't so turned on right now. Every part

of me is struggling to survive this proximity and the pent up energy building, so I need to focus.

"I'm... going to take a shower," I grunt when she doesn't answer.

"Wait!" she exclaims when I get to my feet. Heidi stands, too, stepping up on the couch so her height matches mine. "I didn't tell you to stop," she tells me matter-of- factly.

I raise my brows at her. "Yes. But you also didn't say you wanted me to continue," I point out.

"Isn't the fact that I didn't tell you to stop enough?" she counters. She looks so fucking hot when she's mad.

"You should probably be more clear when it comes to something so important, Heidi," I mutter, the bulge in my pants annoying me immensely. I wish she would just give me the green light so I can undress her and claim her right here and now.

Her cheeks flush aggressively, and I can tell she's struggling to say what she wants. It's endearing. "Fine," she huffs, rolling her eyes. She reaches for my neck, her hands locking behind me, keeping her trapped against my chest.

I smirk, studying her beautiful face. "Fine?" I repeat. "What exactly does that mean, huh?" I tease, knowing I'm getting on her nerves by making her say exactly what she needs.

"Are you going to make me beg or what? I'm not that desperate," she warns me, and although her entire body says otherwise, I'm not willing to take the chance of her stepping away from me.

I reach for her waist, gripping at her flesh possessively.

"I told you to be clearer," I grunt in a low voice, my eyes darting to her pink, juicy lips.

"And I said I'm not desperate to beg. Also, I'm mad at you for keeping things from me, so shouldn't you be the one trying to get on my good side again?" Her eyes have a different spark now, and by the amusing tone in her voice, I can tell she's no longer mad at me. At least not as much as she was before.

She's provoking me, and God, she knows how to do that. Heidi is determined to make me fight for it, even though her arms are still locked around my neck, but she doesn't budge. She doesn't make a single move while she stares at me, waiting to see my reaction.

"What should I do to get on your good side then?" I try, watching her lick her lower lip in slow motion.

"Beg," she murmurs, a grin spreading on her face.

I'm getting tired of this little game. With a swift movement, I pull her flush against me, making her feel how desperate I am. And she might be saying she isn't, but if the moan that just escaped her lips means anything, I'd say she's just as eager to get to the next step as I am.

I swallow her moan with my mouth, kissing her passionately. Our tongues dance together, and my hands roam over her body before reaching for her ass and lifting her

off the couch, her legs instantly hooking around my waist.

"How do you feel about a hot shower now?" I ask against her lips.

"I've already showered," she replies, her voice cracking slightly.

"Would you be against another one?" I grin at her, pulling her tighter against me, her

core brushing against my hardness.

"Oh..." Her eyes widen with surprise. "I would not," Heidi answers, chuckling as she realizes what I was referring to.

"Good."

Blindly, I guide us toward the bathroom and turn on the shower, the steam fogging up the mirror in a few seconds. Heidi's hands move fast but accurately as she removes my jacket and shirt then proceeds to unbuckle my belt and remove my pants and boxers.

I, on the other hand, only need a swift movement to get her completely naked.

"I must admit it breaks my heart a little to have to take this shirt out of you," I tell her, my eyes devouring her. "But it's worth it."

Heidi laughs, and I waste no time getting her back into my arms and walking us both inside the shower. The hot water feels like a balsam of relaxation for my stiffened muscles, but it also adds to the fire burning inside of me. I press Heidi against the wall, and she arches her back in surprise.

"Shit, the wall is cold," she explains, a chuckle escaping her throat.

"Sorry," I murmur, claiming her mouth again.

I find the back of her thigh and pull her up, granting me more access to her. I'd love to lavish her with attention and worship her, but right now, I really need some release. I can work her up later, make her pass out from exhaustion, but I just need to forget about my problems for a minute.

I entice her a little, my tip grazing her slick folds, and I watch as Heidi leans her head back on the wall, her eyes closed while she enjoys it. I play with her a little, making her beg me to enter her, and when I finally do, I slide inside her easily.noveldrama

Her hands find support on my shoulders, her nails sinking into my flesh as she tries to steady herself. I thrust in and out of her, finding the nape of her neck with my nose. I kiss and lick her skin while she rocks her hips in time with mine, taking my time until we're both on the edge of release, and when she comes, I grunt, releasing myself inside of her.