Page 14 of His Sweet Torment
Padme sighed. “No, he freaked on me. We’re taking some time out right now.”
Dale was still catching his breath. “You can’t really blame him, after what’s happened. Hell, I don’t want anything to happen to you either. None of us do.”
Padme was quiet for a moment. “He told me he loved me.”
“Well now,” Dale’s voice softened, “of course he does.”
Padme felt tearful. “What a fucking mess this all is.”
“Yup, princess, it is. Have you discussed what you’re going to do after his testimony ends?”
“He won’t go into witness protection because of me. God, Dale, if he gets killed because of me…”
“You see? Don’t be too hard on him when you feel the same way. Do you love him?”
“Very much.”
“Then go makeup with him. We’ll figure out what happens. It’s not like he doesn’t have the money to disappear – the question is – do you want to disappear with him, give up everything you’ve worked for, all your friends, family?”
Padme let a few silent tears fall. “That’s just it, Dale…I don’t know.”
Later, there was a soft knock at her door, and Enver came in. He sat down on her bed, gazing down at her with pain in his eyes. Padme half-smiled at him. Enver slid his hand under her t-shirt and stroked her belly, circling her navel with his thumb, before pushing her t-shirt up, over her head. Padme sat up and kissed him as he freed her breasts from her bra and caressed them. Slowly, they undressed each other, and then Enver gathered to him.
“Ti amo,” he murmured as his lips trailing across her neck. Padme wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling his diamond-hard cock nudge against her sex. Enver teased her with the tip of it before plunging it into her. God, when they were like this, Padme knew she would give up everything for this, for him. Their lovemaking became more intense, their eyes locked on each other as they fucked, their panting synchronized as his cock plowed ever deeper into her swollen, wet cunt. Padme moaned as it hit every one of the sensitive nerve endings inside her, his mouth finding hers as their pace quickened.
“My beautiful Padme, my love,il mia amore…” His low, sensual voice made her skin vibrate with pleasure, and now his mouth was on her nipple, sucking, biting, teasing. Padme gasped through a shattering orgasm, her body shuddering and liquefying as she came and when she felt his cock jerking, pumping creamy cum deep into her belly, she tightened her legs around him, not wanting him to withdraw.
“Can we stay like this forever?” She whispered, and Enver nodded.
“We can, Principessa, we absolutely can. But it would mean leaving everyone and everything you know. Can you do that, Padme? Can you really do that?”
And right at that moment, Padme knew she could. She wanted to be with Enver more than anything, openly, freely, even if it meant giving everything up and living life on the run from his enemies.
Enver kissed her as he tightened his grip on her. “Cara mia, if I could keep you safe forever, I would do it.”
“I feel the same. Look, if tomorrow is your last day of testimony, then we have to decide tonight what our next move will be.” Padme rubbed her eyes. “I’ll have to tell my bosses that I’m quitting…” Her voice trailed off as she considered the weight of that decision. She had been so focused on her career for the last few years, so convinced it was the path her life was taking that abandoning now for a man seemed overwhelming.
No. Not for a man – forthisman, this gorgeous, sexy, funny man who loved her. He was watching her closely, and Padme smiled at him. “A new life,” she said firmly, “with you, whatever the situation. We can face it together.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
He kissed her again and then they were making love again, not caring who heard them, secure in the knowledge that their love could overcome anything.
They had exhausted each other, making love until dawn and, wrapped in each other’s arms, they both awoke with a start as the door to the bedroom was flung open. Brian Dedalus stared down at them, a sneer on his face.
“Get dressed,” he snapped, his face raking over Padme’s body, only wrapped in a thin sheet. “We leave in thirty minutes.” He narrowed his eyes at Padme, and she flushed. With just a look he made her feel like a whore.Asshole.
“Remind me to fire that man’s ass,” Enver said darkly, then smiled at her. “Good morning, beautiful.”
She kissed him. “Good morning, handsome.”
“Come shower with me.”
In the hot shower, they made love, Enver lifting her easily and pressing her back against the cool tile as he thrust into her. Padme clung to him, his lips against hers, savoring every thrust of his huge cock into her cunt. They fit together so perfectly, and she loved the feeling of her nipples pressing against his chest, her belly against his. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling hard as she came, throwing her own head back and giving a long moan of release. Enver’s lips were on her throat as he pumped his seed deep into her belly.
Dressing quickly, they were about to leave the bedroom when Enver grabbed her hand. “Before we go, I want to say to you – thank you. Thank you for making my life something I want to keep living, with you. You have made me excited about the future. I was so down after Max’s death that I felt reckless, directionless. The moment I saw you at that party…I love you so, so much, Padme Kaur. I can’t wait to begin our life together.”
