“That’s what you get, pervert.” I could feel her struggling to restrain the moan that was building in her chest. She was pushing me and I knew it, but I couldn’t control myself whenever she was in my arms, especially when she was naked and wet.
Turning her around, I pressed her back against the tile wall.
“If you wanted me to fuck you hard, wife, all you had to do was ask. You didn’t have to piss me off.” Though I knew how much she enjoyed doing that.
“I’m sorry, Liam. Will you please fuck me…hard?” she asked sweetly as the water poured over us.
Grabbing her thighs, I lifted her upwards before taking her lips with my own, I thrust into her until she covered me to the hilt. My tongue brushed against hers, and I felt her rock against me, as her hardened nipples pressed into my chest.
“Oh…” she moaned into my mouth as her hands snaked around my neck and gripped onto my hair.
“How hard are we talking, wife?” I asked, as I slammed deeper and deeper into her.
Her mouth dropped open, and her body shivered in pleasure. As she closed her eyes, as I and thrust inside of her. Pulling me closer to her, she bit my ear.
“Harder,” she whispered, as she moved to lick the water that fell from my jaw. I thrust myself into her, and, like always, she anchored herself with my hair. A smile spread over her lips as I kissed her chest and pinched her nipple tightly.
“Harder.”
Dear God.
“You’re so fucking tight, baby.” I bit my lip. It was taking all my strength to not come right then and there. The way she clung on to me, the sounds that slipped out of her mouth…it was all driving me insane.
“Harder!” she gasped out again.
She loved it rough, it was something that I loved about her. Reaching into her hair, I pull her head back and exposed her neck as I nipped and kissed the length of it. Her legs snaked around my waist, allowing her to maximize each thrust until we both came.
She laughed as the water continued to cascade around us.
“What?” I asked.
“Nothing.”
“No. What?” Why was she looking at me like that?
“Nothing.” She paused before she started laughing again, knowing full well that I wouldn’t drop it until she answered. “I’m happy. Okay, dammit? And I will be happier once we’re through with Avian,” she muttered and I kissed her cheek and pulled out of her.
After we washed ourselves off, we walked into the bedroom where I handed her the letter from the Warden.
“What’s this?” she asked as she unfolded it.
“Read it,” I said while drying my hair.
“Dear Mr. Callahan, as per your request I have handwritten this letter. I wish to express my great sadness at your wrongful imprisonment….basically bullshit, bullshit, bullshit. Why am I reading this?”
“Because tomorrow after we get the key to the city, I will ruin both her and that fucked up correctional system she has going.”
She didn’t look amused. “Really? You’re going to tell the city she was mean? Seems a little low on the revenge scale.”
“Turn on the news,” I told her, as I walked towards my dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers. I checked the live feed on the desk, and watched as Ethan slept in his crib, while he quietly sucked on his thumb.
I heard the television power on and turned just in time to see a woman addressing exactly what I wanted Mel to see. Out of all the wardens I had seen in the last five months Dr. Rachel Alden was by far the one who had angered me the most. Her consistent need to try and tame me like I was her pet monkey had been infuriating to say the least.
“Sources are confirming that the Chicago Police did in fact know of Liam Callahan’s innocence. Although details are still pending, it is being speculated that this was a politically charged move against the Callahan Family who have spoken out about their disappointment with the police department. Among the suspected internal players that are being named are; Officer Scooter, who is currently on the run, Captain Joseph Kent, Superintendent Kash, and Dr. Rachel Alden, who is the Warden of the prison where Liam Callahan was held. Dr. Alden has been accused of abuse of power by people other than the Callahan camp. Correction officers who have worked, and are still working at the institution have even admitted that she was particularly interested in Mr. Callahan and often taunted him in his cell. Can you believe it Chris?”
“No. This is ridiculous! It is absolutely ridiculous what this city has done to the Callahans. It’s horrendous. These people abuse the power given to them by the citizens of Chicago to bully good, decent people. If I were the Callahans, I would sue the state blind…”
“She’s going to go to prison,” Mel remarked.
“Do you know what happens to former policemen and officers in prison?”
“But, that’s all?” She pouted from her place on the bed.
My wife was pouting. With a laugh, I walked over to her and pulled her into my arms. “We can’t kill everyone, love. We have bigger fish to fry.”
“Yeah, I know. But I still hate them all.” She leaned into me as I kissed her neck. “Can you go get Ethan?”
A small part of me wanted to groan, since we’ve been back and were able to sort out everything between us, Ethan had been sleeping in our bed at night. And as much as I loved my son, I was really hoping to spend a little more alone time with his mother.
“Liam?”
“Yeah, I’ll get him,” I replied.
Walking out into the hall, I watched as Neal spoke with my father outside of Ethan’s room.
“Is everything alright?” I asked, walking up to them both.
“Neal here believes that you’re cutting him out of the family,” my father answered before stepping inside the room.
Neal rolled his eyes at him before turning to me.
“Is that so?” I hadn’t yet, but I was preparing to.
“Private meetings with Declan, I have no idea what’s going on, and I’m finding out from the help that you want us to pack for D.C. I’m starting to feel as though you don’t trust me with information, brother.”
“I don’t. But it’s not just you, it’s everyone. Father had no idea—”
“Father doesn’t care to know. He’s pulling out of this life and working on his fucking golf swing,” he snapped.
I could’ve told him the truth…but that would have just set him off, and right now we needed fewer cracks in this family’s foundation.
Placing my hand on his shoulder, I made him look me in the eyes. “Neal, we have issues, there is no denying that. Declan had some problems and we talked privately. Right now, I’m repairing my inner family. They come first. If it feels like I’m cutting you out, know that I’m not. I’m just dealing with the fall out of Mel’s madness. You sound paranoid and I don’t like it. People tend to do stupid things when they’re paranoid.”
He looked at me and sighed, before nodding. “I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry about. I need us all together while we go up against Avian.”
He nodded once more. “Of course.”
Watching him leave, I once again wondered if he really could betray me. He just didn’t have the balls. Or maybe he was a better actor than I thought.