Page 48 of Take A Chance

I took a deep breath and looked up at Blake, trying to prepare myself for what I was about to say. "Blake, there's something I need to tell you," I began, my voice shaking. "I'm not who you think I am. My name isn't even Emma. My ex-fiancé, Louie, was part of a rival family. He used me to try to carry out a hit on my father. I had no idea what was happening until it was too late. I watched Louie die, and I was terrified. There was so much blood. I didn't know what to do or who to turn to. My father's underboss convinced him that I was involved, and that's when everything went downhill. My father was furious with me. He thought that I was betraying him. That's why I had to leave without telling my family. I had no choice."

Tears began to form in my eyes as I relived the memories. "It was the most terrifying experience of my life, Blake. I loved Louie, and he used me. He used my love for him to try to kill my own father. I felt so betrayed, and I couldn't trust anyone. Not even my own family."

Blake reached across the table and took my hand in his. "Emma, I had no idea. I'm so sorry. You don't have to go through this alone. I'm here for you, no matter what." His words brought tears to my eyes, and I couldn't help but let them fall. For the first time in a long time, I felt like someone understood and was there for me.

“After all of that happened, I started thinking about how my mother died, everything that happened. I’d been lied to. Father told me it was a random incident, but I put the pieces together and realized my mother had been murdered in a separate attempt on my father’s life. I realized I’d never be safe there. I ran. I’ve been using a fake ID to hide from my father.”

He tugged on my hand, and I stood and walked to his side of the booth. He turned his legs out and pulled me onto his lap. “I’m here, Emma, and you’re safe now.”

But then I looked up at him, my heart heavy with guilt. “He wanted me to kill someone to prove my loyalty to him.”

“You didn't...” His eyes grew wide with fear.

“I didn’t, but I understand if you don't want to be with me anymore. My life is a mess, and I've kept all of this from you for so long." I braced myself for his response, fearing the worst.

Blake held me close and kissed my forehead. "Emma, I don't care about any of that. You've been through so much, and I'm here for you. I'm not going anywhere. And as for your family, they can't get away with what they've done. They hurt you, and that's unforgivable. I'm going to take you home where you're safe, and I'm going to do everything in my power to bring them down. I'll go to the police and give them all the information I have. They won't get away with this."

His words were filled with determination and anger, and I could feel the fire in his eyes. It scared me a little, but I also felt protected, like I finally had someone on my side. "But Blake, they're dangerous. You can't just go up against them like that."

He held me tighter. "I won't let anything happen to you, Emma. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. I love you, and I'll protect you no matter what."

His words were like a balm to my soul, and I leaned into him, feeling safe for the first time in a long time. He kissed me, long and hard, parting my lips with his tongue and pushing into my mouth. His hand gripped my hip and he mumbled gruffly, “I miss you.”

I missed him too. More than he’d ever know. “The car?” I asked, standing and pulling him after me.

“Now...”

28

Blake

Emma straddled me in the backseat of the car, her shoes, jeans, and panties on the seat next to us as her tongue pressed between my lips. I had missed the feeling of her body, the thick curve of her ass, the way her thighs gripped my hips as she rode me. My fly was undone, my erect dick throbbing near her sex.

"God, baby, I missed you. You are never allowed to leave me again," I told her, pulling her hips down against me.

"I'm never leaving you again," she purred, kissing me harder. Her hips gyrated, grinding her pussy against my cock.

"I thought you were gone forever. I wasn't just going to let you leave me like that." I moaned into her mouth. Her hands groped my chest, clawing at the buttons on my shirt.

"I never thought I'd get away," she panted, then bit my lip and sucked it. I slid my hand to her bare thigh, pressing my thumb to her clit and massaging it. I wanted to feel her contracting around me, squeezing me, but I wanted to make her feel good too.

The car windows began to collect steam, and I was grateful for the pouring rain outside to keep onlookers moving quickly and distracted so I didn’t get a ticket for indecent exposure.

"I'd never have let them keep you. You're mine now. We're a family."

"Mmm-hmm," she moaned, grinding harder onto my thumb. Her juices were puddling between her legs, an arousal scent filling the entire car. I pulled her shirt up in front and her bra down, exposing an erect nipple and taking it into my mouth.

"Oh, God, I want you," she moaned, shivering. I reached up with my free hand, cupping her breast and gently massaging her flesh.

My dick was throbbing, the head wet with precum. I pulled my finger from her clit, rubbing my precum on her pussy lips. Emma shivered, and I spread her lips, sliding two fingers into her dripping pussy.

"Oh, God," she groaned, crushing my face to her bosom. I twisted my fingers, curling them and pressing on her G-spot just like she liked. She was starting to clench around me, milking my fingers, her chest rising and falling. I could hear her breath in my ear.

"Good boy," she whispered. " No one else can make me feel like you do. It's only you, baby. I missed you."

"I missed you too, baby," I told her as she ground down against my hand, her pussy tightening and making me want to do nothing more than plunge my cock into her wet center. She was throbbing around my fingers, so close to release. I teased her, slowing my thrusts and moving my fingers away.

"No! Don't stop," she begged, her voice desperate. "I want to feel you."

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