Chapter Warnings: Aggressive male behaviour, sex.
A/N: Hello my lovelies; sooooo I've re wrote this chapter about 3 times because nothing I did suited the characters,. I cannot stare at it any longer so here you go! Enjoy whatever this is.
A silver gun was pressing against Fallons forehead. The cold sensation of the metal send shivers down her spine.
Bang...
The gun went off, loud crushing sound pierced her ear drums. It wasn't her head that hurt. It was her back. A black belt and a buckle flashed in the black room as it collided with her back. Leaving welts along her skin. The sting so familiar. The sensation made her feel insane, and she wanted to claw at her brain. The belt made contact with her back again.
Smack...
Her head submerged into ice cold water. She screamed. She screamed with everything she had, desperately trying to lift her head out of the cold water that was filling her lungs. With no avail. There was no air left in her lungs, drowning from inside in.
Darkness...
Fallon flinched up in her sleep and her eyes shot open. Her hand reached to her throat and she took a sharp breath in. Just to check if she could still breathe. The sting that she expected to follow never came. Her skin felt clammy with cold sweat from her nightmare. She turned her head to look at the sleeping figure next to her. James was still breathing heavily as he slept on his side facing her. His large hand was on her back and she bit her lip. It's like an instinct for him. They fit like two weirdly jagged up pieces of puzzle. So wrong yet so right.
She slipped out of his grasp and headed into the bathroom turning the shower on. She stared at it until her vision went blurry from all the steam filling the room. Finally, shampooed and conditioned her hair, washing herself down with some vanilla and coconut scented body wash. Her favourite. As if her favourite scent will just wash all the nightmares away. When she finished she wrapped herself in a towel and stepped out, shutting the shower door to trap the mist in. After drying herself off she put on black lacy underwear that she set out the night before and put her black silk gown on.
Grabbing another towel she wiped the mirror down and looked at herself in it. Considering her disrupted sleep, there was no bags under her eyes. She reached to grab her toothpaste and suddenly realised that there was someone in the door way. She gasped stepping back, making her wet hair stick to to the silky fabric.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you" His angelic morning voice made Fallon whimper. James was leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed over. That made his pecks bulge out even more.
Oh, how has she missed his morning voice.
"What are you doing?" She asked as she placed her toothbrush down. As if she no longer needed the plastic weapon.
"I wanted to speak to you" His eyes were searching hers.
"And this couldn't have waited till I got out the shower?"
"I like watching your body dripping with water" That cheeky smirk made its way up his features.
Fallon raised her eyebrow at him her expression unamused. James dropped his arms to his sides and stepped towards her. His actions somewhat unsure. He was wearing his jeans from last night, the black band of his boxers peaking past the hem. The perfect chiseled abs on display and those v lines that Fallon just wanted to lick.
But against her thoughts, she took a step back.
"Fallon..." James sighed and frowned. The thought of her being scared of him made him feel sick to the stomach. "I meant every word I said last night"
Fallon scoffed. ''I'm surprised you remember any of it''
James gulped down and stuck his tongue out to wet his bottom lip. '' Well maybe that wasn't my proudest moment. The being drunk part that is'' He sighed and took a step forwards again. ''But I meant every word..''
Fallon took another step back, to keep the distance between them. It wasn't so much that she was afraid of him. She was afraid of what she might do. Her body has always betrayed her when it comes to him. Not that her brain is any better.
''Fallon I don't know what else to do!'' His voice came out louder and harsher than he wanted to. ''I want to talk about this, you won't let me. '' He sighed. '' You have access to my estate. What else do I have to do to prove to you that I'm all in?'' He started to feel antsy. Like his skin was a size too small.
The bathroom started to feel claustrophobic, she could feel the ringing in her ears get louder. The fight between her brain and her heart was making her feel out of breath. Her back was nearly against the shower wall, she frowned and took a few quick steps forward brushing past him and stepping out of the bathroom. Now in her bedroom she felt like she could breath again ''Just because you come to my doorstep like a lost little puppy doesn't mean I'm going to forgive you!'' She turned around and watched him step out of the bathroom too. '' I didn't ask for you money. I don't need it.''
James gritted his teeth. ''Its not about the money. I told you'' He gripped the edge of the bathroom door. He wanted to give all of himself to her. He just hoped it wasn't too late. ''Just... Just give me a second chance'' He looked up at her with those piercing blue eyes. There was a storm brewing in them. Threatening to drown us all.
''Second chances get people killed James'' Fallon said quietly.
James slammed the bathroom door shut so hard it rattled in its hinges. The militant action pulled a gasp from Fallon, her body flinched from the sound. James turned away from Fallon and nearly put his fist through the door. Leaving a fist shaped crack in the wood. He felt anger, not towards her but towards himself - He was about to vibrate out of his skin.
Fallon frowned. ''Who the fuck do you think you are slamming and punching my doors!'' Fallon went to storm up to him until James whipped round to face her. Fallon tried to stop, stumbling on her feet to take a step back, but before she could James reached out and grasped her face with his large hands.
It wasn't a threat or a warning. It was a plead. ''But I've been so good to you.'' His voice was barely above a whisper. A statement more to convince himself than her. His fingers found its way into her hair, his thumbs brushed against her cheeks. She was all he could see, she was all that he wanted to see. The action that Fallon expected to be harsh and painful was nothing but tender and gentle. His hands cradled her face like she was made out of most expensive marble.
Fallon took in a rugged breath, that felt more like a gasp. She placed her hands on his wrists and looked up at him. The expression that she saw on his face made her take in another sharp breath. There was tears on the edges of the ocean eyes. Making them appear that much bluer. His brows were furrowed, as he studied her face. This was the first time she has seen such emotion eloping from this man.
''I'm so sorry Fallon... I fucked up. I made a right mess. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me..''James spoke quietly. As if he didn't trust his own voice. He stared into her eyes, they were softening by the moment. All the anger that she held was melting away. '' I'm sorry. I cant loose you'' He said again.
Fallon gulped down and licked her lips. These were the words she wanted to hear from him; that he was sorry. She wanted to hate him, scream at him, she broke all her ruled for him. Fallon looked down for a moment as if contemplating her decision. She gently nodded - a silent agreement. A silent forgiveness.
He gripped her face a touch harder and pulled her up for a kiss. Testing the waters, dipping his toes in her pond. His thumbs brushing against her cheeks, urging her on. The lips that she craved so much, felt heavenly against hers. Like she has forgotten the feel of them. In this moment she realised that no matter how hard she will try, that it is impossible to have enough of this man.
It can't be wrong to love him forever.
His tongue brushed against her lips before slipping inside her mouth. She grabbed onto his wrists to steady herself on her feet and kissed him back, exploring his mouth like its the first time. There is no use in fighting this, some invisible barrier that she has conjured in between them. Their souls are intertwined and they call for each other. If they die like this then so be it. It would have been worth it.
He is worth it.
James pulled back for a moment and studied her face for any signs of doubt. When he couldn't find it, he dropped to his knees in front of her. His large hands slipped from her face down her body and gripped the back of her legs. He couldn't keep his hands off of her, he missed the feel of her skin. He started to trail soft, wet kisses up her bare thighs. Worshiping her skin with his mouth.
Fallons mouth fell open, before she could stop herself a moan slipped past her lips. Her fingers found their way into his long hair, she scratched his scalp urging him on, before gripping his hair harder, and pulling it back, his head yanking back. The action made him look up at her.
Mouth open, lips wet. He was the most beautiful human she has laid eyes on.
The fact that one of the most dangerous mafia bosses was kneeling at her feet, yet out there he was feared by many. That thought made her feel dizzy. So much power can lay at someones feet. So unfair, yet so eerily beautiful. Here she was, stuck in chaos of her mind and heart. Humans are fickle by nature. Uncontrollable emotions, unexplainable actions. Does it all happen when your heart doesn't agree with your brain? She knows that if she is wrong about him again, there is a high chance that she will end up dead. But the pull that her soul has towards his, was not something she was able to fight any longer. Or she might just come out of her skin all together.
Trailing a map of her skin that he committed to memory many times before - James hand snaked higher up her thigh, over the curve of her ass. He pulled the hand out from under her silk gown and reached over for the band tied into a knot around her waist. Pulling on the end of the band to undo the knot, the robe slipped apart. He raked his eyes over her lacy underwear, the dip of her soft tummy, the way her bare breast heavily hung from her chest. He licked his bottom lip, before he spoke.
''You are so fucking beautiful''
He grabbed her thighs again and pulled on them, making her knees buckle, falling on him to straddle his thighs. He pulled her closer by her hips and attacked her lips with his, kissing her so hard, like his life depended on it. And it did. She was the only thing to make his frozen heart beat again. Oxygen to parch his lugs.
Fallon rolled her hips against his hardening cock, ripping a moan from both of their throats. That was quickly swallowed by another heated kiss. Fallon raked her hands down his chest, muscles flexing under her touch. She reached down and unclipped his jean button and pulled the zip down. Reaching in she pulled his hard cock and stroked it. It was dripping with pre cum, making it slick.
James grabbed her hips, hoisting her up. He slipped her underwear to the side with his fingers and Fallon lined herself up with his cock. Without warning she lowered herself down onto him. They both gasped from the wave of pleasure. The familiar sting of being stretched out by him overwhelmed her. Their hips met and James wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. Chest to chest. Skin to skin.
The roll of her hips made both of them moan. The movements were slow and sensual, as if neither one of them wanted this moment to end. James hands gripped onto her plush ass cheeks and he helped her up and down. Fallon laid her forehead on his broad shoulders, while James lips and tongue left soft kisses down her neck and shoulder.
When his lips were against her ear he softly whispered. '' I love you''
Fallon opened her eyes, her heart did a little two-step at his words. Her hips stopped the movement but James hands continued moving her up and down. Continuing the pleasure through their bodies. Fallon moved her head back and looked him in the eyes. Their mouths open and cheeks flushed- drinking each other in.
''I will say it as many times as you need me to. I will do everything I can till you believe me'' The certainty in his voice made Fallon shudder.
Sometimes the truth is inconvenient. But not this truth.
Fallon shook her head, wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her forehead on his, possessive tingles scattered across her skin. She closed her eyes for a moment, just enjoying the feel of him. ''I love you too'' Barely above a whisper. She felt as though if she spoke louder this will all be a dream. And once again she will wake up alone in her bed.
James smiled at her words. It felt like he was going to implode from the inside out. He placed a hand on her cheek and kissed her deeply, before twisting them both round and placing Fallons back on the ground. Never separating their bodies apart.
''Oh Darlin, you make me feel on top of the world'' He spoke against her lips as his hips picked up a faster more domineering pace. His body bathed in bliss as he pushed in deeper inside of her.
Fallon wrapped her legs around his waist, raked her hands down his biceps, looking for anything to hold on to. Her back arching off the floor, making her nightgown sprawl across the floor. The sweet familiar abuse of his hips made her feel intoxicated. Or was that just love?
With his palms rested on either side of her head he looked down at her like she hung the stars and the moon in the sky. Like she was the most important thing in this fucked up world.
In their fucked up world.
Their fire combined will threaten to take this world down. But neither one of them cared. The world could be on fire right now and they would be right there wrapped in each other enjoying the burn.
James couldn't think of any words that would describe how good to be inside her felt. He could feel her pulse around him, her hands digging into his back. James snapped his hips a few more times, ripping more moans from that sweet mouth of hers. This wasn't their usual dynamic for sex, but in this moment it was just perfect. Simple, all they wanted was each other.
He pulls back and drives back inside her. Deep punishing thrusts. All he can think of how fucking perfect she feels. Their mouths messily meet in between the thrusts. James tightens his grip on her hip as he pumps and grinds against her. Giving her clit that much needed friction.
Fallon threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent moan. Her body went rigid as it came undone. Pulsing around him, he hammers himself home one more time before the sensation over came him. He comes hard inside her, his muscles flexing and twitching, just how Fallon remembered.
She wrapped her arms and legs around him, as both of them tried to catch their breath. James left soft absentminded kisses on her shoulder, before twisting to the side and laying down on the floor next to her. A light layer of sweat on his soft skin. Fallon left her arm under his head both of them lost in the moment. James placed his hand on her hip pulling her closer. Not quite ready to let her go just yet.
Fallon chuckled and snuggled into his broad chest. She found herself tracing random patterns over his skin, exploring some of the random faded scars that told a story all of their own; hidden behind the art of his tattoos. She reached her hand up and traced her fingers through his beard. They laid like this as if time didn't exist, tangled mess of limbs just staring at each other.
So many unspoken things. So many secrets. So many enemies. Neither one of them was ready to burst this bubble. Outside their bubble reality awaited. Where they had to have the hard conversations about Tony, parents, their drug empires. Sooner or later it all comes crashing down.
''I missed you...'' Her voice sounded more like a sob. ''But no more lies''
James looked down at her face and caressed her cheek. ''No more lies'' That was a promis. In their tangled mess of limbs on the floor that was a promise he will carry with him forever.
He felt like he dreamt her up. He was so so fucked.
James started again. ''Let go away just the two of us'' He ran his fingers up and down her arm, then over the curve of her hip. So gently, as if she will crumble and disappear if he's not careful. ''I have some work to take care of again in LA. I want you to come with me.'' He tilted her chin with his finger, to look at her eyes. Those grey, smokey orbs that have him on a leash.
''Los Angeles huh?'' Fallon licked her bottom lip as she stared back at him.
''Just the two of us..''
''Okay'' She nodded and closed her eyes. Break ups and trust issues in a normal relationship were simple. In their world where guns and murder was like having breakfast made things more complicated.
However, She was ready to charge over the cliff head first.
Phone ring tone tore through the silence that they both revelled in. Fallon lifted her head up recognising the ring tone of her phone. With a smile James motioned for her to get the phone. Endless business phone calls were the norm in their line of work. Fallon slowly got to her feet and padded over to the nightstand, pressing the phone to her ear.
''Fallon'' She said down the phone while strutting off to her walk in wardrobe. Grabbing a shirt and a pair of black jeans to finally get dressed.
''Hey'' Natasha spoke over the phone. ''Goodies for the hotel is nearly at shore'' This was their code that another load of cocaine has made it into the country.
''Amazing, everything for the drop off is sorted?'' Fallon asked as she pulled her shirt over her head and continued to get dressed.
''Yeah, the staff are ready. Are the supplies from the last delivery used up?'' Natasha took a sip of her coffee.
Fallon sighed and rubbed her hand over her face. Too much has happened this morning already, and she swears she could smell the coffee through the phone. ''Yes...Don't forget Nick is doing double time. But the hotels can't show any more profits for the financial year. I'm working on it'' Fallon was staring at her wall of shoes deciding which ones to wear today. ''The club will help once its open''
''That might be a problem if its not soon.''
''Why?'' Fallon frowned as she decided on her favourite studded Valentinos.
''The walls are stacked with green'' Natasha whistled as she was staring at the wall of dirty money. ''Like stacked.''
''Fuck''
''Doll! Where the hell did you put my shirt?!'' James voice boomed across the rooms.
Fallon turned to look at the door like it offended her for letting the sound through. Was this man for real?
There was silence on the phone before Natasha's voice came through. ''Doll?'' Natasha asked and then nearly chocked. ''WAS THAT JAMES?!'' She nearly shouted down the phone.
Fallon moved the phone from her ear and raised an eyebrow. ''You want to blow my ear drums?'' She asked, placing the phone back to her ear.
''Stop dodging the question! Was that James I just heard?'' Natasha spoke fast, as if she spoke faster that would mean Fallon couldn't just hang up the phone.
''Yes'' It's an answer.
''Fucking finally!'' Natasha shouted down the phone.
''Finally what?'' She snorted. ''We are figuring some things out I guess'' Fallon said and walked back into the bedroom. She picked up James shirt from the opposite side of the bed than he was looking at. She held it on her index finger and waved it in the air.
James looked at her with a shit eating grin. He hopped over the bed kissed her on the cheek and grabbed the shirt finally pulling it over his muscular body. Fallon was surprised that shirt was still clinging on, with the way his muscles stretched at it.
''What with his clothes on your bedroom floor?'' Natasha snorted.
Fallon chuckled at her friend. '' What's with all the judgement ''
''Well that's a start either way, I was ready to lock you both in a room'' Natasha's smile was evident through the phone
''Listen, I will be out of town for a few days at least.'' Fallon fiddled with one of the rings on her finger.
''Are you going away with James?'' Natasha voice had a hint of concern laced with it.
Fallon sighed and turned around to sit down on the bed. ''Just out of town. You make sure the delivery is smooth, and I will sort out our green problem''
''Don't just avoid my question'' Natasha frowned. Fallon was an expert at averting the conversation away from herself.
''Yes, with James.''
''Regular updates please. You two are trouble'' Natasha chuckled. Always the motherly type, and Natasha always knew more than she let on.
''Will do..'' Fallon smiled softly. ''Laters, byee''
''Say Hi to James from me and byeee'' Natasha hung up the phone.
Fallon dropped her phone onto the bed. ''Natasha says hi''
James sat down on the bed next to her now fully dressed. He smiled at her before tilting his head. ''A green problem?''
Fallon gulped and then licked her bottom lip. She really contemplated her answer for a moment. Was she stupid to tell him these things? She didn't trust him fully, however he already had more than enough ammunition if he wanted to put her away for good. Wether its six feet under or behind bars. ''I have a dirty money problem''
''What kind of problem?'' James brushed her hair behind her shoulder as he turned to look at her.
Fallon chuckled, she almost couldn't believe what she was saying. ''I have too much money?'' She pulled a face at how silly that sounded. ''Dirty money''
''Is that why you spoke to Scarlett about opening a club?'' James asked as he moved the strap of her shirt to place a kiss to her shoulder.
'' Yes. My hotels can't show any more profits for the year without being suspicious. I was meant to open another one but you took the land from me, so it put a halt on that'' Fallon side eyed him with a little cheeky smile.
James pursed his lips, he reached forward and gripped her chin to turn her head to face him. ''Let's get ready to go to LA. We will talk about that land and everything else then'' He leant forward and planted a kiss to her lips. A possessive, loving kiss.
A/N: Don't worry some more very *cough* inappropriate sex *cough* is coming. I'm not letting you guys down