Cruel Betrayals (Savannah Sharks Hockey and Mafia #3)

Chapter 25

Chapter Twenty-Five

ALEXANDRA

I wish I could be spontaneous and carefree and throw caution to the wind instead of always worrying about consequences.

It’s hard to eat dinner when all I can think about is Joseph taking me right here and right now on our small two-person table. I don’t care that we are in the middle of an elegant restaurant eating a meal that costs as much as a week of groceries.

The ache between my legs grows with each passing minute. I’m going to self combust if I don’t get some relief soon. The thought of taking care of myself crosses my mind, but there’s no way I can be discreet.

Not with the hormones racing through me.

I take a sip of my water and swipe my tongue along my lower lip to lick up the bead of water that dripped.

His fingers grip his fork and knife like they are his lifeline. His heated gaze bores into mine. “Do you have any idea what you are doing to me? Do you know how badly I need you right now?”

His dark stare drives me wild. I lean forward and whisper, “I could say the same to you. I’m over here feeling like I’m in heat and seconds from taking care of things myself.”

He growls a low but predatory growl. “If you do, you better be prepared for me to spread you here and eat you like you’re my Thanksgiving feast.”

Moisture gathers in my panties as I picture him eating me out in front of a restaurant full of people. My nipples pebble and my breathing gets faster.

Joseph places his fork and knife on his napkin. “You love that idea, don’t you?”

That sounds more like heaven to my ears. I open my mouth to answer him, but no words come out, so I nod.

“You want me to show everyone who you belong to. You want to come all over my face.”

He knows exactly what I want. He picks up his silverware and continues to eat.

How the hell is he still eating right now? How is he not rock hard and begging to fuck me in the bathroom right now?

“You need to eat,” He says as he points to my mostly uneaten plate.

I want to argue and tell him I need him right now. I need him to stretch my pussy and fuck me like he used to until I’m screaming his name and he’s coating every wall of my pussy with his warm cum.

But I don’t.

I cut another bite of steak and slowly chew it as I ponder how I can speed up the rest of our meal and get to the exciting part of the date.

Clearing my throat, I ask, “I’m not trying to ruin the mood of our dinner, but how have you been? Like the truth, not some placated response.”

My question catches him off guard, and not in a good way, but I need to know.

He takes a large gulp of water before saying, “Not good. It’s been a rollercoaster ride of emotions, and I’ve been just trying to survive.”

I wait for him to pause. “I’m so sorry, Joseph. It wasn’t all cupcakes and rainbows on my side, either. Did Giuseppe ever pop up?”

He glances around the restaurant as if he’s expecting Giuseppe to materialize right in front of our eyes. “No, but I know he will at the worst possible moment, and it’s going to put me in a position where I have to choose my family or the team.”

I want to tell him I saw the video of him in the gym with the guys, but I don’t. “Where is your heart leading you?”

He stares at me and for just a second; I see love and hope swirl in his eyes. “Honestly, I’m not sure. There are so many things to consider. It’s not a question I can just answer on a whim.”

“Sure, you can.” He raises an eyebrow at me. “Look, just close your eyes for a few seconds.”

When he does, I continue.

“Without thinking about anyone except yourself, think about these questions. What or who makes you the happiest? What do you want to do more? Where do you want to be?”

His eyes open and lock with mine. “You make me the happiest. I want to be with you. Wherever you are is where I want to be. I can do anything, but I want it to be with you by my side.”

That is not what I was expecting him to say. My stomach does somersaults as I see the love in his eyes. He was telling the truth. He meant every word he spoke.

“I can’t be your reason for quitting the team or stepping away from your family. I don’t want you giving up anything to be with me, Joseph. I respect you working hard at everything you do, and no matter what you choose, I’ll be there.”

I take a sip of water to ease the dryness in my throat. “If you want to retire from hockey to work for your father, then I support you one hundred percent. If you choose hockey, I’ll still support you. If you want to continue both, I’m here. I never went anywhere and I won’t.”

A fluttering sensation in my stomach causes me to gasp. Looking down, I rub my stomach and chuckle. “We aren’t going anywhere.”

“Did you feel the baby?” Joseph’s eyes widen as he stares at my stomach.

I smile. “I felt something. It was like a flutter. It wasn’t really a kick.”

Our conversation is interrupted by the waiter. “Would you like to order dessert?”

Joseph glances at me, the heat in his eyes returning.

I answer for both of us. “Can we get it to go?”

The waiter looks taken aback, like he can’t believe we don’t want to eat it here. “Sure. What will you have?”

I look at Joseph and ask, “What sounds better? Cheesecake with strawberries or German chocolate cake?”

“Both.” He turns his attention to the waiter. “We will have one of each to go, please.”

The waiter nods and promptly leaves.

Having a new plan in mind, I abandon the rest of my dinner. I stretch my leg out and run it up his leg.

His lips tighten into a thin line. “You’re pushing your luck, Alexandra.”

The way my name comes out of his mouth is almost sinful. It’s too sexy, too erotic, and leaves me purring like a kitten.

“What are you going to do about it?” I ask defiantly as my foot moves higher up his thigh.

“Don’t think I won’t bend you over the hood of my car, because I will.” His tone has a bit of a warning in it.

I roll my eyes. “You’re all talk, Joseph Marino. You wouldn’t fuck me for all to see because you’d be too jealous of others looking at me.”

If there’s one thing I know, it’s that Joseph is as private as one man can be. He always needs to be in control and aware of his surroundings when in public, and fucking me on the hood of his car is the complete opposite of staying in control.

He leans forward and in a low, husky voice, he says, “Do you really think I won’t do it? I’m Joseph Fucking Marino. My family practically owns the city. I’ll do whatever I want, whenever I want, and right now, I want to fuck you until you can’t walk.”

My foot drops to the floor as my thighs squeeze together. Arousal leaks from me, coating my inner thighs. I’m so wet and turned on. I may come as soon as he touches me.

The waiter comes back with a to go bag of dessert. “Is there anything else I can get you two?”

Joseph pulls out several hundred-dollar bills and hands them over to the waiter. “No, thank you. Dinner was excellent. Please keep the change and give our compliments to the chef.”

“Thank you, sir.” The waiter pulls out my chair and helps me stand.

“Thank you.” I whisper to the waiter before heading to the restaurant’s entrance. My legs feel like jelly, and the only thing propelling me forward is the thought of coming in just a few minutes.

Butterflies swarm in my stomach as Joseph’s hand trails down my spine before pressing against my lower back. Any lower and I’ll be arching my back to urge him to continue his descent.

Joseph pulls me into his chest as the hostess leads a couple past us to their table. His erection nestles against my ass.

He pulls me close and leans down to whisper in my ear. “Do you feel how hard you make me, Alexandra? Do you know how many nights I’ve jerked off thinking about you? Hoping I’d get a chance to get you back in my arms.”

I let out a small moan and wiggle my ass against him. His words ignite a fire deep in my belly.

“Then show me.” I grab his hand and pull him toward the door. Looking over my shoulder, I whisper, “Lean me over the hood of your car and fuck me like you’ve missed me, because that’s all I can think about right now.”

I can’t remember the last time I felt like this, where getting laid was the only thing on my mind.

He wraps his hand around mine and pulls me toward him. Spinning around, he presses me against the brick wall of the restaurant. “Oh, I have missed you, Alexandra. Don’t ever doubt that, but if you want me to fuck you hard and fast, you don’t have to beg. I’m going to fuck you all night.”

The sun has already set, giving us the perfect amount of privacy for an outdoor rendezvous.

“Then what are you waiting for?”

We rush to his car and ignore the stares and glares older couples shoot our way.

I place the dessert in the passenger seat with my purse as he takes his jacket off and lays it on the hood of his car. He lifts me and lays me on his jacket and pushes my dress up, eyeing the small scrap of fabric.

“Fuck, Alexandra. How am I supposed to last when you show up like this?”

“You aren’t. Not while I’m laying half naked on the hood of your car. Besides, we have all night for you to work on your rebound time.”

He pulls my panties off and drapes my legs over his shoulders. The cool night breeze causes chill bumps to form on my skin.

He kisses his way up my inner thigh, teasing me and bringing me closer to the edge.

“Please, Joseph. I need you.” I glare at him as he kisses my other thigh.

This man is trying to kill me.

The second his tongue snakes out and licks up my arousal, I’m sent spiraling. It feels like a million sparks hit every nerve in my body.

Joseph doesn’t give me time to adjust to the onslaught of pleasure. He attacks my clit with laser precision. My body squirms on the hood of his car, needing to find release.

When I think I can’t handle more pleasure, Joseph thrusts two fingers inside my pussy and fucks me until I’m sobbing in need.

I squeeze my eyes closed, silently begging for release. Pleasure continues to build. My legs squeeze around Joseph’s head, needing him to continue his

He sucks my clit into his warm mouth, sending me over the edge. I scream out loud.

Joseph releases my clit with a resounding pop and clamps his hand over my mouth. “Shh, baby, there are people walking this way, and we don’t want to get caught, do we?”

I shake my head, but something in his voice tells me he wouldn’t care either way.

“I need more. Fuck me. Please. I need more.”

Standing up, he pulls his fingers out of me, leaving me feeling empty.

He removes his tie and shoves it into my mouth. “Scream into this if you need to, because I’m not stopping until you come all over my cock.”

I moan around his tie as he grips my hips and pulls me down his hood and lines his cock up with my slit.

With one quick thrust, he buries himself inside my warmth. His thrusts start out slow and methodical, keeping me teetering on the edge of ecstasy. He grips my hips and lifts my bottom half off of the car.

His cock glides across my g-spot, feeling like I just stuck my finger in the electrical outlet. A deep chuckle echoes through the surrounding air.

“Do you like that?”

I roll my hips. God, yes. Just like that.

His hips slam into mine over and over again, bringing me higher and higher. The sound of our flesh slapping together sounds like a symphony.

It’s too much, but I need more. I’m so close.

“Let go, Alexandra. Come all over my cock.”

I bite down on his tie and cry out as my pussy gushes. My walls tighten around him, wanting to keep him locked inside me.

He continues to fuck me, keeping my body taut and floating on cloud nine. He grunts out as he gets closer to his release.

Voices drift over to us as people get closer. I bite down harder on Joseph’s tie and try to keep my moans as quiet as I can.

He leans over me and pins me to the car as his cock swells inside my pussy. A few thrusts later, he stills. His gaze locks with mine as his cum coats my walls.

Still shaking, he eases my legs back down.

“I didn’t hurt you or the baby, did I?” Worry is laced in his tone as he looks down at me.

“No. You don’t have to worry about hurting me or the baby.”

He pulls my dress higher and admires my bump.

“You are so beautiful, just like this.” He leans down and places a kiss on my bump.

Joseph is being so gentle and caring when just a few moments ago, he was pounding into me with a bruising pace. I’m turned on even more when he whispers to our baby. If I wasn’t already pregnant, I would be now.

The smoldering ember reignites deep in my belly as a dull ache settles between my legs. It might be from being stretched, or it could be because I’m insatiable, but I’m not one to look the gift horse in its mouth.

“I think we need to continue this at my apartment before I move this to your driver’s seat.”

He nips at my inner thigh before helping me off the hood of his car. “That might be a little too snug.”

I look down at my baby bump. “You might be right.”

He holds the passenger door open for me and helps me inside before getting behind the wheel.

“Where are my panties?” I ask, feeling his cum drip out of me.

“Don’t worry. They are somewhere safe.” He pats his pants pocket as he pulls out of the parking spot.

“You don’t have to steal my panties. I have an entire drawer full at home.”

He glances over at me. “And I plan on seeing you in every pair of them. I’ll buy you hundreds or thousands of pairs.”

“If you steal every pair I own, I’ll have nothing left to wear.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing. You can always stay naked. We never have to leave the house.”

“Now that sounds like a fantastic idea. Let’s start by staying in all night and all day tomorrow.”

If my hormones stay the way they are right now, I have a feeling we will be sleeping most of the day tomorrow.