Guarding The Mafia's Son

Chapter 22

(**A/N: this is continuing from chapter 20, though it's not only centered on that and so that's why this is also a chapter on it's own** have fun reading angels**)

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Diamond.

I lean back and look up at him, "I do know you're in the circuit because you want to find your mom but how does that help the situation?"

"Before Jennifer assigned Prada, I had only one option to find my mom and that involved joining the circuit. I had to find that one person who could lead me to Prey or Clint himself, and that person is a member of the circuit but he doesn't show up often. I'd concluded the only way to know more and find out exactly who the person was, I'd have to join the circuit.

"Jeremy took care of everything and here I am now. I'm not really okay with fighting but I've got to find my mom. I truly hate it, you know and I was ready to leave the circuit when my father told me about Prada but Jennifer is less willing to help so that leaves me with no choice. If only I could find Antonia. I simply hate the place and what I do there, and like I said, I have no choice, not until I find my mother."

"Maybe your aunt knows what she's doing," I suggest and he chuckles.

"Maybe, but you see, I'm desperate to find my mom," he finishes and pouts.

I smile when his arms come about my waist. "Ace, I love you."

"Hm," he moans and kisses me.

A shiver run through me as his lips moves against mine. One hand cups the back of my head and the other settles on the small of my back, holding me to him. Feeling brave enough, I slide my tongue over his lips.

Ace groans deep and low in his throat and his hand on my waist tightens, sending a throb of warmth to my groin. His lips part then, and his tongue meets mine sending a spark through me. His hand moves down from my hair, down my spine as he places feather-like kisses across my jaw, my chin and then my neck. I moan and my head tips back as he continues to nip.

My grip tighten against his arms and he lips settles on mine once again. The kiss is all consuming and demanding. Everything else is just texture, soft lips and hot, wet tongue darting and tasting, demanding, and my body is responding in ways I can't even fathom. As if my body understood the kiss, the sensations and the tingles his hand was creating.

He unbuttons my shirt and his hand moves against my bare skin, leaving sparks in it's wake.

His hands settle on my hips, and he breaks the kiss. We are both breathing hard and my chest keeps rising and falling.

I open my eyes and gaze up at him. Now I know why he broke the kiss.

"You sure about this?"

"Yes. Ace, I love you, and I want this", I move in and kiss him, then shrug off my shirt, leaving my black perfect fit bra on.

He picks me up so my legs are curled around him. I curl my arms about his neck and just let go. He walks towards the bed and moves in with me in his arms, settling between my thighs and I feel his erection on me.

I moan into his mouth, and I can hardly contain the riotous feelings. I move my hands up and into his hair, so soft and ruly.

He leans back and gazes at me. His hand slides up from my hip, across my tummy in an oh so slow way, I start to squirm under his gaze and touch, to the clasp of my bra. He unclasps it and pulls it off. I close my eyes briefly and open them again.