Page 66 of With Wine Comes War

I walked over and sat next to him putting my arm around him and said, “Hey there. Wanna talk about it?”

He mumbled into his hands, “Yeah, I’m worried.”Oh no, what now?

“About what? Me, the court stuff, what?” I said in an almost panic because I was worried about him and his possible anger issues.

“No…about Abby’s baby.” I shoved him and he pulled me down onto the bed to kiss me.

I pulled away for a second. “Seriously, though, what was that about?” I softened my face and looked him in the eyes, assessing his mood.

“Can we go sit in the hot tub for a bit? We can talk about it in there. I know you could probably use a nice soak in there anyway.” I felt sore the second he said that. I knew I’d been sore all day but hadn't noticed it much until he just mentioned that.

“That sounds like a great idea. I’ll grab a suit real quick.” I agreed. He got up and threw his suit on while I changed, and we left for the gym.

He was right, this felt great. We were both facing out of the hot tub with our arms crossed on the side, our cheeks leaning on them, facing each other, so we could talk.

“Ok, so tell me what has you so distraught?” I smiled hoping it would encourage him to be honest with me.

“Do you remember the first meeting about the Ellingtons at my office when you found out Tanner was the dude who…well was who he is?” Why are we talking about him? Maybe I don’t want to do this after all.

“Yes. I’m not a big fan of that day.” I inhaled deeply and could feel my pulse increase.

He smiled, reaching over to put his hand on my back, probably trying to relax me. I’m sure he could see the anxiety building just from saying his name. “Do you also remember thinking it was your fault they were coming after me. You know because of what you were doing in Burrow Township?”

I couldn’t get a good read on him while he was trying to pacify me. “Yes.” I said almost sounding like a question.

He paused, “Well, they may have been targeting you to get to me and my family. It may not have anything to do with what you were doing in that neighborhood. If they find out about Amelia, she’ll be on the list too, I have no doubt. It was never your fault, it was mine. I should say it was their sick vendetta that caused all this trouble.”

I was frozen. I couldn’t even blink. I could feel my pulse in my eyes. What the hell was he saying? That these people are so sick, that they would go after me and Amelia because they want to hurt the Kings? That’s just messed up. The Kings are such good people.Fine.Tanner wants to play this game, I’m definitely in the mood now. I shook the thoughts of him hurting Roman and his family out of my head, replacing it with him and I in the ring— MMA style.

“Don’t worry about me and Amelia. I’ll take care of Tanner in the courtroom. Matt and Jack can take care of Marcus in the legal and political arena.” That was not at all what I had in mind for Tanner, but now I was determined to bring my plan to fruition.

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ROMAN

After listening to her I had no idea what was going on in her head, but what I was feeling wasn’t good. It was too intense to be the reaction she was giving me. She was hiding something from me, and it was bringing the anger to the surface again. The night she said she had something planned that I wasn’t going to like was not just drunk speech. Fuck, maybe I shouldn’t have said anything.

“Alex, what are you thinking? I don’t want you doing anything crazy.”

She softened her face trying to placate me, I’m familiar with this routine. “Roman, I’ve got this under control. I have a whole team of professionals helping me control myself. I promise I’m not going to do anythingcrazy.” The emphasis she put on the word crazy had me thinking she and I have a very different idea of what that means. There’s nothing I can do to make her tell me what’s really going on in her head and I’ve got to control my temper. She’s seen enough of that but she’s testing me, for sure.

She reached over brushing her hand across my cheek as she scooted closer to me. She moved her hand to the back of my neck, kissing me almost forcefully. I could use a little of this. I let her take control and climb on top. She took my suit off while staring seductively at me and tossed it to the side. She reached into the water, grabbing my dick at the base of my shaft and massaged it–priming me for what she had planned. My head fell back at her firm grasp, and I stretched my arms out on the side of the hot tub easing the tension from my body. She stopped and I opened my eyes watching her slowly pull the string on her bikini top letting it fall into the water and float to the other side. She slid her bottoms off, kicking them out of the tub. This I can handle.

I went to grab her hips and pull her to me. She caught my arms before my hands got to her with a devilish smile on her face, pushing my arms back to the side of the tub. As much as I wanted control of this right now, it seemed to be out of my hands and I was trying to let her see that the anger and aggression I showed last night is gone, at least somewhat. This distraction –and that’s exactly what this is for both of us– couldn’t be more welcome. She leaned in taking my mouth with hers sliding her tongue effortlessly between my lips— because, well, damn this is hot and I’m game.

Both of her knees were straddled tight to either side of my hips as she lowered her hot sweet spot over my cock taking it all in. My head fell back with a groan as her inner muscles massaged me working the tension out of every inch of my body. Her hands were still holding my arms in place, her nails digging into my forearms making me wince, wanting to change positions. I’m not sure I’m into pain as much as I am pleasure. The heat from the tub and the jets bubbling up all around us is creating a sensory overload that I may not be able to contain much longer. Every time she adjusted her grip on my arms, she left a new more painful sensation than the first. I pulled my arms from her claws and wrapped my arms around her waist, flipping her around then grabbing her hands, securing them on the side of the tub. My cock now pressed to her backside. I leaned in taking her neck in my mouth, biting just hard enough to get a reaction and sliding in with a swift movement so strong it pushed her against the side. I was wondering if pain was her thing, maybe. She seemed to be rather fond of it as she pressed her ass back into me as I thrust into her harder keeping up with the rhythm. I let go of one hand and wrapped her hair around my fist, holding her in place as I channeled the anger I felt into railing her. She reached back with her now free hand and dug her nails into my ass but I’m too close to give a shit about the pain now. I could feel my release coming hard and fast as her insides trembled around me and her last dig with her fucking nails as she screamed at her own release, and I collapsed to the side of her. I pulled her onto my lap resting my head in the crook of her neck.

She whispered in my ear, “I hope that helped.” I knew she was distracting me from something, and it worked but I wasn’t too fond of the claw marks I had up and down my arms. At least she didn’t draw blood.

I squeezed her and said, “That was perfect, thank you.” She smiled and I kissed her lips softly, wondering if I may have been too rough with her. She didn’t seem to be too upset about it. I let whatever it was bothering me go, for now.

“Let’s go, I'm cooking dinner tonight. We’re going to relax, talk and get a plan going for this next couple of weeks. Sound good?” she asked as she grabbed my hands to help me out of the hot tub. We grabbed our discarded suits and threw on the robes we brought as cover ups and headed back to the penthouse.

She was almost in too good of a mood as she poured us each a glass of wine and danced in the kitchen to the Miley Cyrus concert she had playing on the speakers. If she didn’t think she had control of this empathic stuff, I’m calling bullshit. She knows exactly what she’s doing. I’ve never had that kind of control in my life, and I’ve been working on it for a lot longer than she has. Well, there’s nothing I can do to get her to tell me so I guess I should just be happy she’s in a good mood and still with me. I also hope I can get through all of this without her getting an up close and personal view of my inner demons any more than she already has.

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ALEX

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