the fate played

52 - closer than ever

Chris Langford

It's been over a month after the chaos and much to my relief Hailey was back to being healthy. She stayed at Romano mansion with her family while in the recovery phase and she'd even started going back to her work once approved and deemed suitable.

On the other hand, my dad and I went through a phase of conflict. He was still adamant on having no relation with mafia. He had a faint memory of Hailey's mother which explained why she appeared familiar to him. He was not happy over the mafia part of the family but was convinced that I wasn't going to back down.

Why would I leave her like that !

As usual, I picked her up from the Romano's place as she wanted to get back home to me for the weekend and I was bouncing on my toes. We had our dinner at Romano's place, came back home and went for a bike ride as well.

I freshen up and was laying on my bed when Hailey walks in, wearing her black night gown that went up to the mid of her thighs. She was sitting on the stool in front of mirror, drying her hair after the shower. My thoughts went in some fucking drain watching that woman, just sitting there and doing nothing.

Stunning ! So fucking stunning !

Getting up from the bed I make my way and stand behind her now standing figure. She smiles at me from the mirror. I wrap my arm around her and plant a kiss on her bare shoulder. We lock our eyes in the mirror, her head turns to face me and I notice her breathing shallow and hard.

Pulling her closer, I turn her around and lock my lips to hers, kissing her deeply. Her hands find my arms while I push her back enough that makes her plant her butt on the dresser. In a mere second our kiss turns rough and passionate. My hands slide down her legs, grab a hold on and fold them around my waist.

My fingers dig at the base of her head, pull it back so I can have the space to trail my lips down her neck. Teasingly tracing the skin of her legs my fingers stop when they reach her gown. I break the kiss to look up at her flushed face whilst the material of the gown was fisted in my hands. She breathes my name. I look up at her and watch her nod at me.

All it took was the nod of confirmation from her, I bring up my other hand, fist the material of the gown and help her yank it off her body. Placing my lips on her, I kiss her hard and urgent. My fingers crawl up to her head, going inside her hair and tugging them at roots, I make her head arch to kiss and bite on her neck.

She whimpers as I lift her off the dresser. She stands there with back arched, hands on the dresser for support, face flushed and left just in her underwear. I kiss her on her throat and make my way down to her navel. Getting down on my knees, I kiss on her stomach, trailing my lips down with my hands on her hips.

Her back arches when I place my lips on her inner thigh. My fingers curl at the band of her underwear and I pull them down without wasting any time. Her fingers dig in my scalp, tugging at the roots of hair when my lips fall right over her folds. Parting them I push my tongue inside and work my way. Her small whimpers and moans fill my ears.

The grip she had on my hair tightening and her fingers digging my scalp signals me her inability to stand. My hold on her hips solidifies and I make my lips and tongue work harder than ever. Her pelvis rocks lightly, I groan feeling her loosening for me. I get back on my feet and place my lips on her.

Stumbling, we make our way to the bed and I push her on it. Hailey's small figure bounces when her back hits the mattress. Leaning down, I circle my mouth over her nipple with which I feel her back arch off her bed.

She moans my name and I was close on losing it right there. Keeping my mouth busy by kissing the shit out of hers, I slide my hand down the place where her legs part and run my fingers on her folds.