Hold Me If You Can
The Mancini Way Book 2
Jordan Silver
Contents
Books by Jordan Silver
Other Titles by Jordan Silver
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Copyright
1. Mancini
2. Cierra
3. Cierra
4. Cierra
5. Mancini
6. Mancini
7. Mancini
8. Mancini
9. Mancini
10. Cierra
11. Mancini
12. Mancini
13. Mancini
14. Mancini
15. Mancini
16. Cierra
17. Mancini
18. Mancini
19. Mancini
20. Cierra
21. Mancini
22. Mancini
23. Cierra
Epilogue
Books by Jordan Silver
Hold Me If You Can
(The Mancini Way Book 2)
Jordan Silver
COMING SOON
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
Copyright © 2017 Jordan Silver
First eBook edition: February 2017
Mancini
“Mine.” I held her eyes with mine as I slid deeper into her heat. I forgot all about Wilson and what was waiting for me on the other side of the world and just enjoyed the feel of her soft flesh wrapped around my cock.
A million things went through my head as I looked down at her. How could I possibly walk away so soon? It was a question I’ve never had to ask myself before. “Dammit!” I held her close and rolled onto my back, leaving her seated on my cock. “Ride me.” She blushed and bit into her lip; so shy. I don’t remember the last time I had a shy woman in my bed.
That soft shyness pierced my heart and every protective instinct I had woke up inside me. “What are you doing to me princess? Look at me.” I touched her cheek softly, studying her eyes, before pulling her lips down to mine.
“Like this.” She didn’t know what to do so I led her with my hands on her hips until she got the rhythm. She sighed into my mouth as she moved up and down on my cock. Soon her hips moved on their own, her pussy muscles contracted, and then my brave girl took over and took me under.
I felt, more than I ever had before with anyone. The more I had her the harder it was for me to leave. When I came inside her this time I told myself it was time to go, I had work to do. Still, I couldn’t seem to make myself take my arms from around her.
I kept seeing her looking lost and alone the night before. That same emotion that had sent me racing through the night now rode me hard and I found myself holding her tighter than was comfortable. “Hank?”
“Shh, just let me hold you for a little while longer.” I rolled her onto her back and looked down at her, recording every inch of her face to memory. You have to go Hank. There are people waiting on you. For the first time in my life I found it hard to walk away.
CIERRA
“We’ll talk when I return. Stay safe for me baby. If anything happens my brothers know how to reach me.” He just stayed there, leant over me, as if reluctant to leave. His hand brushed lightly at the hair at my temple and he studied me as if memorizing my face, me.
“You’re very beautiful.” He said it so nonchalantly it was hard not to believe his words, though I’ve never seen myself in that way. “I hate that I have to leave you.”
Did he know what hearing those words from the great Hank Mancini did to me?
No wonder he’s accustomed to women losing their heads over him. As someone who’s not prone to flights of fancy, and who has a pretty good head on my shoulders, I could still see myself easily falling under his spell. If he was playing a game he was very good at it.
I had a flashback of all the tabloid pieces I’d been made to study when researching him. All those beautiful women who’d at one time or another vied for the heart and hand of the elusive playboy. I stood to lose a lot more than those other women though, if I gave in. If I believed in what his eyes were saying. I didn’t have long to dwell on that thought because instead of leaving like he said he was, I found myself pinned under him again.
“I thought you were leaving.” Was that my voice sounding so sultry, sexual? That was as close as I came to asking him not to go. “Soon!” He rolled himself completely over me, pushing my legs apart with his as he settled between my thighs.
I felt his hardness at my entrance and opened wider to accept the slow push into my body. My eyes closed in sweet surrender as my body gave in once more to the feelings he’d so newly awakened.
I started moving before he was all the way inside me. His fullness stretched me, as I grasped at his sex with my inner walls. I bit into my lip to keep the wanton pleas from escaping. Just that quickly my mind and body were under his control again and nothing mattered but what was going on between my thighs.
I have no way of putting into words what it is that he makes me feel. I just know that as soon as he touches me, everything else seems to cease and I’m one big ball of heated flesh and sinful desires.
“I love the way you respond to me, such fire; give me your mouth.” I lifted my lips to his and teased his tongue with mine. He took over, shoving his tongue roughly into my mouth before pulling mine into his. The kiss consumed me as he moved inside me slowly, going deep.
His slow teasing thrusts tormented me and I strained against him and whined into his mouth pleadingly. I tried to get him to speed up a little, to pound into my body the way he had the night before, by digging my nails into him.
I was too shy to utter the words, but was sure he knew what it was that I wanted. But he just laughed at my efforts and kept that slow maddening drive in and out of me. I nipped his lip when he brought his mouth back to mine.
“Behave baby. I’m going to fuck you slow because I want you to remember this, it may have to hold us both for a little while. Feel me, feel what I do to you.” He took my hand and brought it down between our bodies and I felt the root of his cock, hard, strong potent. My eyes fluttered as my insides melted and I felt something hot, heavy, and sweet flow through me.
Something wild and unhindered came awake inside me and I became the aggressor. My virgin mind might not know much about the art of lovemaking, but my body knew what it wanted, what I was beginning to crave. I pulled at the big hard length of flesh that was buried deep in me with my silk walls.
He pulled our lips apart and threw his head back, eyes closed and teeth gritted. The look on his face was mesmerizing and my chest swelled with pride that I could do that to him.
“I love the feel of your pussy, the way it grips me like it already knows me.” My body reacted to his words by softening even more as I felt new wetness and a sweet tingle. He buried his face in my neck and my arms went around him automatically, drawing him in closer. “Why can’t I get enough of you sweet Cierra? You’ve bewitched me.”
I could almost believe that was true from his actions, because the last time he took me, was supposed to have been the last time because he had to leave. But here we were again and I’m glad because I wasn’t ready for him to leave me either. I wonder what would happen if I suddenly became one of those clingy females, who begged him to stay, not to leave me so soon after…
Would he though? I think not. I wasn’t stupid enough to believe he’d stop being who he is to please me. So if he had to go, no matter how much I wanted him to stay, I knew it would be a wasted effort. But he was here now! I sufficed myself with that thought.
The look in his eyes when he finally pulled back said so much, but dare I believe what I saw written there? He must’ve read the uncertainty in my eyes. “Come.” He wrapped his strong arms around me, holding me even closer, like long lost lovers, as he whispered in my ear how much he was going to miss me.
It was a heady feeling, knowing that this powerful man, this man that kept the rest of the world at bay, had such feelings in him for me. It made me feel desirable, sexy and wanton. But there was also a tinge of fear mixed in with all those new emotions. Fear of being burnt by his intense fire!
I knew his reputation with women. I’d studied everything about him before coming to New York. I know better than anyone that his relationships rarely lasts a month, and that once you’ve flown close to the flame you never get a second chance.
At this very moment the fear was not enough to make me give up what we’d shared though, or wish it away. But as his fingers trailed along my heated flesh I cautioned myself not to fall too far, even as a little voice warned me it might already be too late.
I lifted my arms around his neck and brought his mouth back to mine and showed him with my body what I couldn’t yet utter with my lips. Pushing all doubts and fears aside, I let myself feel. Just this once I wanted to take this for myself. If it is all I would ever have of him, then I wanted to make it something to remember.
“So responsive.” He dropped my lips and buried his face in my neck as he lifted my ass in his hands and ground himself into me harder going even deeper. Fireworks went off behind my shuttered lids as my body tightened around his. I lost all inhibitions. The cool stalwart special agent was gone and in her place was a sensual creature. One he’d awakened, one only he could fulfill.
In that space in time I was just a female. And from his reaction, the way he growled and bit into my neck, a very desirable one. This made me feel more powerful than my badge ever had. Immense pleasure took over my very being and I floated high above myself, lost in a world of sensation.
He wanted me to feel him and I did, every masterful inch as it moved torturously slow inside me until I wanted to scream. I couldn’t decide which I liked best, the hard pounding of the night and early morning, or this. Whichever way he took me it would never be enough.
Still I knew that I couldn’t take much more before exploding. But each time I came close he’d stop and start all over again. Building back to a crescendo, balanced right on the edge of sweet release only to tease me away from it again until I thought I would go mad.
No wonder he was so good at being what he is. He knew that this more than the other, would plague my mind while he was gone. Would hold me spellbound and enslaved, waiting for his return. It was as if he was somehow trying to imprint himself on my psyche and he was doing a hell of a job.
“You’re thinking too much princess. I want you to think only of me.” I felt the sting of his teeth in my neck once again and knew he would mark me; that he would leave me with that, not caring what excuses I would have to make to the world to explain them away.
There was something sexy and primitive about the act. No one had ever marked me before. I felt almost cherished by the simple act, and when he licked the mark before placing a soft kiss there I almost died.
My heart raced out of control and if that wasn’t enough, his hand came down between us, pressing down on my clit as he bit into the same spot. My body felt hot, foreign, no longer mine and the air burned in my lungs.
“Hank…” His name was a tortured whisper with just a hint of fear as he played my body like his own personal tune. “I know love, cum for me, don’t be afraid.”
He lifted his head and looked down at me as I lifted my legs and wrapped them tightly around him in a bid to get even more of him inside me. My hands on their own went to his ass and I dug my nails in as he moved faster between my spread thighs. I used my inner walls to control him, urging him on
to go harder deeper. “You’re a very bad girl my Cierra.”
He twisted his hips and something inside me released and opened the floodgates. My head went all the way back, pressing into the pillows beneath while my hips lifted into his thrusts and my breasts were like an offering just waiting for his mouth.
I wanted him to move faster now, could feel the strains of sweet release just there out of my reach, but he was still set on torturing me and so I begged shamelessly.
“Please Hank.” I was close to tears. Nothing had ever felt this good and I knew somehow that it never would with anyone else but him. “Please what? Tell me.” I couldn’t say the damn words, but he knew, damn him. He kept up the slow deep strokes into my body as my limbs trembled and my skin tingled.
When he slid in and held still, buried to the hilt inside me and looked down into my eyes with a softly whispered, ‘tell me what you want’, my heart flew out of my chest. Surely he wasn’t this way with everyone he took to his bed. Did he look at all those past women with this much passion in his eyes? I didn’t care; he was mine now.
“Fuck me.” His thrusts sped up and he growled as my hips went wild beneath his. I did that to him. I never wanted that sweet feeling to end and it didn’t. It seemed to go on forever, as he never let up.
He was pounding into me now as I fought to keep up. It was as if those words had triggered something in him, had released the madness that was now evident as he too raced towards fulfillment.
2
Cierra
“I’m cumming inside you.” He took my lips roughly then as I felt his cock jerk and throb inside me. I held him that much closer accepting his seed into my body one more time. I hadn’t given any thought to birth control all the times he’d taken me throughout the night. The fear gripped me now as I realized how careless we had been, but before it could become a worry, he was taking me close to the fire again.