By Virtue I Fall (Sins of the Fathers #3)(101)

“I love it that we don’t have to hide anymore,” Anna said. She took a sip from her Pinot Grigio, looking relaxed and happy. It was one of my favorite expressions on her face. That and her lust-twisted face, which I’d try to see tonight.

“I’m glad that your parents are willing to consider a mere bodyguard for you. Many parents in their stead would want a better match.”

“What could be better than someone who makes me happy and who’s willing to risk his life for me?”

“So you wouldn’t mind being married to a soldier?”

Anna pursed her lips. “I don’t need an Underboss, Captain, or Capo to feel validated. I want a man who loves me, that’s all.”

“And this man in front of you loves you with every inch of his scarred body.”

“I love you too.”

I squeezed her hand. I couldn’t wait to be alone with her. Maybe now would have been a good moment to pop the question but I didn’t want to do it in public. I wanted it to be only Anna and me.

It was nine-forty when the three of us left the restaurant together. Leonas motioned at a bar across the street. “I’m going to have a drink. Pick me up in an hour, so we make it home in time.”

I clapped his hand. “Thanks.”

Anna hugged her brother. “You’re the best.”

“Yeah, yeah. Clean the back seat before I have to sit on it, all right?”

She hit his shoulder and he sauntered across the street with a wave. I took her hand and gently pushed her toward the car. “Get in. We don’t have much time.”

“We have an hour,” Anna said with a laugh as she sagged down on the passenger seat.

“That’s not nearly enough to make up for lost time,” I murmured. I hit the gas, determined to find a good parking spot for us as soon as possible. I turned into the parking lot of a restaurant that had closed for renovations recently. Except for dim lights close by the house to prevent break-ins, the lot was dark. I hit the brakes and turned off the engine so the lights went out.

Anna giggled. “You’re awfully eager. How will you manage to do anything in this narrow space with your injuries?”

She had a point. I was lithe for my tall frame but with my wounds, I wouldn’t be able to contort myself enough. “Damn.”

Anna looked around.

“We’ll make it work,” I gritted out and shoved my seat all the way back then moved the backrest into a half-lying position. Anna turned to me and immediately began to work on my zipper, freeing my cock, and then her lips already closed around my tip, making me hiss through my teeth. I wasn’t the only one eager for this. I weaved my fingers through Anna’s hair, wishing I could see her but the dark was our friend.

Anna took me deeper and deeper into her mouth until I really had to focus on not coming too soon. Fuck, I was still in bad shape.

“Stop,” I grunted, and tugged at her hair lightly then harder when she didn’t stop. She released me and her mouth found mine for a messy kiss. I shoved open the door but didn’t stop kissing her, simply couldn’t stop. Finally, I tore myself away and got out of the car. I walked around the hood and opened Anna’s door. I grabbed her legs and pulled them out of the car so her ass rested on the edge of the seat. I got down on my knees on the cold asphalt, not to pop the question but to worship Anna’s pussy. My body ached but I ignored it. Nothing would stop me from what I’d wanted to do for weeks. I reached under her dress and pulled down her panties then lowered my head. My lips found her inner thigh then slowly trailed inward until I brushed her slick folds. Anna answered with a moan, her fingers grabbing on to my hair. I didn’t tease, didn’t play. I dove right in, sucking her clit into my mouth. We didn’t have much time and I wanted to give Anna as much pleasure as possible.

She cried out and pressed her pussy harder against my face. I pushed two fingers into Anna’s pussy and she rewarded me with a quick orgasm. “Let’s switch places.”

Anna got up and I took her place then turned her around and pulled her down my lap. We both groaned when I filled her completely. For a moment, we allowed ourselves to relish in the sensation before I gripped Anna’s hips and began to guide her movements as she rode me with her back to me. I reached for her clit, pressing my fingers against it. Anna moaned loudly. If someone was in the parking lot, or even just walked by, they’d definitely hear it but I didn’t care. It was my favorite sound in the world. Nothing else mattered. Soon our movements became erratic, hungrier, desperate for each other’s release. I held back, waiting for Anna to topple over the cliff first and when she finally did, all tension slipped away and I lost myself in her.

She sagged backward, leaning against my chest. I pressed a breathless kiss to her cheek. We quickly cleaned up and righted our clothes before I pulled Anna down on my lap and wrapped my arms around her.

“I don’t want to stop this even when we’re married,” she whispered.

“Having sex? I can assure you that won’t stop even when we’re old and gray.”

Her body vibrated with laughter. “No, Sonny, the sneaky sex in parking lots, the stolen kisses and bathroom quickies.”

“They don’t have to stop.”

Anna nodded then motioned at her wristwatch. “We need to go.”

We picked up Leonas five minutes later and headed back to the Cavallaro mansion. I still hadn’t asked Anna to marry me. It hadn’t felt right, but as I pulled up in front of the mansion, I knew exactly the right time and place to pop the question.