The Mafia and Its Angel (Under Editing)

(7) Finally

(1st edit: 12.18.18)

Thomas kneels down besides me, takes the sponge from my hand and starts to gently rub it over my skin. 

"Will you let me help you?" 

He asks, the sponge never leaving the area of my back. I start to protest 

"Thomas I don't..."

But he interrupts me. 

"Hermosa ángel, déjame ayudarte.(Beautiful angel, let me help you)." 

He pleads and so while gazing into his mesmerizing eyes I allow him to bathe me. 

He gently brings the sponge over my shoulder to my collarbone and washes away the dried blood. 

"Lo que hizo ellos hacer a usted?(What did they do to you?)" 

He asks softly almost as if to himself, except for his eyes are locked onto mine, waiting for answers.

"They are training me self defence like the other men have been trained." 

Thomas glares at my knee through the now pink blood stained bath water. 

"You area lady and deserve to be treated as such. No less, only more. Gentleness they should have showed you." 

I sigh 

"I didnt want gentleness. A true enemy wouldn't care that I'm a lady and certainly wouldn't treat me with gentleness while beats me up." 

Thomas looks at me with wild eyes. 

"If anyone hurts you again Amelia, I mean ANYONE...I will attack them with everything I've got. I swear it on my life." 

I role my eyes and sigh. 

"Thomas you came in here to bandage me up and to explain. So do what you came here so determined to do. Please." 

His cold eyes soften and nods. 

"Como quiera mi ángel, haré.(as my angel wants, I will do.)" 

Right then and there is where my heart melted again for this boy. 

"What I said before was true. Yes I went to a sex bar but I NEVER let the girls touch me and I certainly do not touch the girls. I went there for a job and a job alone. When all I wanted to do was curl up beside the woman I love, sleep and protect her while she lays in my embrace." 

I smile to myself but stay hard on the outside.

That doesn't last long before I grab his face and I kiss him with every fibre of my being. Not to my surprise, he kisses me back. 

We stay that way for a while till Thomas groans, picks me up from the tub and carries me bridal style to my nicely turned down bed. Sly mina, very sly. He straddles my waist and presses against me. 

Our kisses becoming more fierce and heated. His hands start to caress my body, moving from my shoulder to my stomach then my thighs. Suddenly when his hands get close to my core, he pulls back. Practically throwing himself away from me, onto the floor. 

I slowly sit up and look at him while he's looking at the floor breathing hard. 

"Thomas...whats wrong?" 

He doesn't look me on the eyes but looks slightly up and sighs. 

"I promised myself I'd wait till you accepted. I can't touch you before then. I'll lose myself and take advantage you." 

He sighs and try's to calm his heavy breathing. 

"Thomas..."

 I say moving towards him but he just moves further away. 

"No, no vienen más cerca! No mientras estés desnudo, no mientras no seas mío.(No, do not come closer! Not while you're naked, not while you're not mine.)" 

I walk to my closet and pull on a baggy hoodie and shorts. Then walk over to him and take his hands in mine. 

"You said 'not till you accept'. What do I have to agree to?" 

I ask shyly with a soft voice. He winces.

"You are so innocent. I will just corrupt you, but I will hold myself back if I must for you. Amelia...will you dome the honour of being my ángel?" 

I look at him with wide eyes. 

"Are you asking me to marry you?" 

He smiles "No, not yet. I'm just asking you if you will be my girlfriend...my ángel?" 

I smile. He FINALLY asks the right question! 

I fling myself at Thomas, forcing him onto his back while I straddle his hips. Making him groan loudly as I place my core right over his package. 

"YES!!"

 I yell and he pulls me down for a feverish kiss. We stay like that for mere seconds before he is pulling me off of him and flips us over so that he's on top. 

He caresses my body with no holding back. I moan and he bites a trail down my jawline and neck. He rests his head at my collarbone, gently placing feather light kisses on it and my upper boob. I slowly start to grind my hips against his. 

He groans for what seems like the millionth time tonight and holds my wait against the floor. 

"no te muevas bebita, déjame atesorar y complacerte.(don't move baby. let me treasure and please you)" 

I look up at him and see that blazing fire is back in his warm chocolate eyes. The eyes I love so much. I nod and lick my lips. 

"Please do." 

I say before he smiles slyly and picks me up off the floor. He then places me into the centre on my massive king sized bed. He carefully places my head on the middle of the two pillows, shakes his head, fluffs the pillows then places my head back onto them. 

"Thats better...comfy?" 

He asks in a deep voice.

"Very." 

I say innocently while smirking at him. 

"Lets take it slow tonight."