He carried her to the bed and laid her down on her back, before lowering his head between her legs.
“Yes. Oh God, please!”
Aria was writhing beneath him, her hands holding the sheets in a tight grip. Will pulled up and started kissing across her abdomen, up to her chest and pausing at her nipples, taking one in his mouth while he teased the other with his fingers.
“Look at me.” Will growled and Aria’s eyes immediately snapped open, her blue eyes slightly unfocused from arousal.
Will situated himself between her legs and in one quick motion slammed into her, making her scream at the top of her lungs.
His pace was relentless, as he pounded into Aria with everything he had as the girl’s moans of pleasure just spurred him on.
“Faster!” Aria panted as Will continued, his lips finding Aria’s and his tongue invading her mouth roughly. Aria was shaking, her hands wrapped around Will’s shoulder in a death grip.
“Come, baby.” Will whispered in her ear, his hips slamming hard one last time before they both fell apart.
La Familia
“Did you find anything?” Will asked the man standing in front of his desk. The man's name was Fabian; a very handsome man, the Italian roots visible in his dark, slightly tousled hair and olive skin. His eyes were blue but so very different than Aria's. Where Aria's were the color of a sunny sky, so warm and gentle, Fabian's were dark, like the ocean, his gaze cold and calculative much like the man itself.
Will suspected that Fabian had to be that way if whispers were to be believed, the man was a part of an old mafia family. Will didn't care either way since he just needed information and the man was the type who could find anything about anyone with one phone call.
“Yes.” Fabian said while giving him two folders. Once Will opened the first one, he smiled at the picture of Norman and nodded.
“Good. And what about the other one?” he asked, and the man grimaced a little.
“He is a little bit harder to find. The house that you described is no longer his, but my men had managed to track down the real estate agent that sold it. She told them that the man had moved to the next town. I checked, but nothing came out so far. I'll keep looking.”
Will nodded but was not particularly happy about the news, as he thanked the man quietly and dismissed him.
Once he was alone again, he quickly called the police and tipped them off, giving them the location where they could find Norman. He felt happy and relieved to finally be able to breathe without fretting and looking over his shoulder, wondering if another ‘messenger’ was waiting around the corner.
The wound on his chest was long healed, but it was a constant reminder of the man still at large, who wanted Will dead so to know that he would soon be rid of him, allowed Will to breathe again.
After finishing the call, he took the other folder and opened it. An old photograph fell out, landing on the carpet, next to his leg and he bent down to pick it up, smiling as soon as his eyes landed on the content.
The picture was of a beautiful woman, with long dark hair, tied in a braid, and beautiful big, blue eyes. She was smiling at the camera, a dimple on her left cheek making her look younger than she was. Her hand was wrapped around the neck of a twelve-year-old girl, who was a spitting image of her; her daughter. The petite girl was looking up at her with so much love in her eyes, her smile wide that it brought a smile to Will’s face as well.
He trailed his finger across the photo for a few seconds, before putting it down on the table and reading through the information Fabian had provided for him. After finding that he had everything that he needed, Will picked up the phone again and started making the necessary arrangements.
After that night in Vermont, when Aria had confided in him about her past, she had never brought it up again. Will knew that it was painful for her to talk about it, so he didn't push it, but there was one thing that he knew that Aria regretted the most.
David had made her cut all ties with her family, and after escaping she was too afraid to go back. She said to Will once, when she was slightly tipsy, that she missed her mother very much but that she was afraid to call her, afraid that her mother hated her for leaving.
Will was sure that that could not be true, so he told Fabian to find Aria's family and set his plan in motion. His baby was in for a big surprise.
~
They fell to the bed, side by side and breathing hard, their bodies glistening from sweat. Aria turned on her side, and Will pulled her closer, her head nestling on his chest, one arm thrown over his stomach and her leg between Will’s.
“That’s one way of saying good morning.” Aria whispered making Will chuckle lightly. “I can get used to waking up like this.” she continued making him smile softly while kissing her temple.
“You should.”
Aria sighed, squeezing him a little before getting up and starting to get ready for work. Will stood up too and hugged her from behind as he started peppering kisses along her neck.
“Where do you think you are going?” he asked her.
“What do you mean? I have work today.”
“No, you don't.”
“What?
