Rose Ch 09 Risk And Reward

Vincent is the 38 year old son of Iris Spina. Iris is his 70 year old mother. She is Italian, born and raised, but moved to the states when she married Vincent's-now deceased-father Vincenzo. She is a very loving woman, but fiercely protective of her family. There were rumors growing up she had mafia ties, but it's become more of an inside family joke.

Karen is the 40 year old ex-wife of Vincent. She is remarried to 42 year old Chad Dowse. They have been married a little over a year. Vincent despises Karen and the feeling is mutual, but they agreed a while ago to be civil with each other for Rose's sake. Chad, on the other hand, is a total

Chad.

(Imagine saying his name like Liberachi says "Scott" in "Behind the Candelabra".

Chaaaddd.

)

Rose is the only child of Vincent and Karen. When they divorced, Karen-despite her resentment towards Rose-asked that Rose come and visit her occasionally. Rose spent last Christmas with Karen and

a lot

of drama went down that Rose has never told anyone about.

Iris has invited Karen and Chad-despite her personal distaste of them both-for Rose's sake so she can spend time with both parents.

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Back to the story...

He's conflicted.

On the one hand he's terrified about getting caught-at a family fucking reunion of all places! If his mother ever found her granddaughter and her own son-she'd kill 'em! If the family found out, it would hit social media before they reached the car. His career as DA would be over before they got home. They could get arrested, his reputation would be ruined!

On the other hand...

The idea of

that much

potential of getting caught? Having to be quick and quiet...knowing

anyone

in the family could walk in on them at

any

moment is...so fucking hot. And Rose knows how arousing he thinks it is! Which is frustratingly arousing!

"Shit..."

he thinks to himself.

Vincent weighs his options for the rest of the drive. Once they arrive, he tries to push those thoughts away, but his mind keeps them in mental peripherals. The whole family is there including, unfortunately, Karen and her new husband Chad. As they enter the house, Iris greets Vincent first.

"

Mio figlio!

" Iris says as she beams with a smile and chuckle. She hugs him and kisses his cheeks. "Oh!

E la mia nipotina preferita!

Rose," she hugs her tightly. "It's been too long since I've seen you both!"

"Hi Mama," Vincent says with a warm smile.

"It's good to see you,

Nonna

," Rose says. "You look

bellissima.

"

"So do you!" Iris laughs. "Come! Come in and say

Ciao

to the family!"

Iris ushers them inside and they are immediately greeted by the family. Through all the hugs and cheek-kisses, Rose notices Karen and Chad out in the backyard. Rose tense a little when she sees them and her smile fades. When Chad and Karen see them, Karen forces a smile, but Chad's eyes lock onto Rose. When they do, Vincent notices a subtle shift in Rose's demeanor, something he's never seen in her before; fear.

Vincent's eyes narrow slightly as he notices Rose's reaction to Chad and Karen. He wraps a protective arm around her waist, pulling her close to him. "Hey, baby girl, everything okay?" he whispers in her ear, his voice low and concerned.

"Yeah, I-I'm fine," she says softly, then turns and steps away to get out of Chad's eyeline. Vincent follows and, once Iris is out of earshot, Rose whispers to Vincent, "Please don't leave me alone with mom or Chad...

please

..." She pleads heavily.

Vincent's grip on Rose's waist tightens, his fingers digging gently into her skin as he pulls her closer. "Baby Girl, I've got you," he whispers back, his voice low and reassuring. "I won't leave you alone with them, I promise. You're safe with me." He glances around the room, making sure they're not being overheard, before his eyes lock onto hers. "What's going on, Rose? What's wrong?"

She looks up at him. She's desperate to tell him, but just as she's about to, Karen and Chad approach. "There you are, sweetie," Karen says to Rose. "Vincent," she says politely to him.

"Hey Vince," Chad smirks, slipping his arm around Karen's waist. Then his eyes lock onto Rose. "Hey you, it's been a while..."

When he addresses Rose, Vincent feels her press herself just a fraction closer to himself and her hand on his back grip his shirt a little tighter. She's afraid of Chad. Her subtle grip on Vincent is her begging him not to move. Vincent's eyes flash with a warning as he meets Chad's gaze, his jaw clenched in a subtle threat. He can feel Rose's fear, her body language screaming for protection. He wraps his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer, his fingers digging gently into her skin.

"Chad," he says, his voice low and even, but with an undercurrent of menace. "Karen." He nods at them, his eyes never leaving Chad's face. "What brings you two here?" He's trying to deflect attention from Rose, to shield her from whatever it is that's making her so afraid.

Karen sighs in, almost, annoyance. "Iris

insisted

we come...for Rose," she says as she tries to smile at Rose.

"Aww, c'mon babe," Chad says with a gentle tug on Karen's waist, but his eyes still locked on Rose. "Iris was nice enough to invite us and, now, we get to spend some time with Rosie. C'mon Rosie..." he calls her that and everyone knows Rose

hates

being called that. "I bet you missed me and your mom, right? Haven't seen you since Christmas." When he says 'Christmas' his smirk seems to darken a little.

Vincent can feel Rose trembling a little. Why is she so scared of Chad? He's never seen her like this before, but he knows he needs to get her out of this situation; now. He doesn't want to arouse suspicion in anyone.

Vincent's eyes flash with anger as he sees Rose's fear intensify, her body trembling against his. He can feel her anxiety radiating off her, and it's making him want to lash out at Chad. But he keeps his cool, his face neutral. "Yeah, great to see you guys too," he says, trying to sound nonchalant. He wraps his arm around Rose's shoulders more tightly, pulling her close to him. "We should get Rose settled in, Iris is probably waiting for us." He nods at Karen and Chad, his eyes never leaving Chad's face. "We can catch up later, I'm sure." He's trying to deflect attention from Rose, to get her out of this situation without raising any suspicions. "Hey, baby girl, why don't we go help Nonna with the food?" He tries to steer her away from Chad and Karen, his voice low and soothing.

Rose nods and gives the back of his shirt an affirmative squeeze. "Y-Yeah, we should," she smiles at Vincent.

"Yeah, you two do that..." Karen groans before walking off to get another drink.

Chad chuckles softly as he watches Karen walk away, then turns back to Rose and Vincent. He smirks at Vincent and nods, "Vince." Then he looks at Rose again. "We can talk later, Rosie..." He gives her a wicked wink before Vincent moves her away from Chad.

Now, Rose is trembling almost visibly and her breathing is getting heavy; she's close to having a panic attack. Vincent changes plans and sneaks Rose upstairs to his childhood room. Once they're inside, he closes and locks the door. He can feel her trembling, her breathing heavy, and he knows she's on the verge of a panic attack. He pulls her into his arms, holding her close. "Shhh, it's okay, Baby Girl," he murmurs soothingly, running his hands through her hair. "I've got you. You're safe with me." He guides her to sit on the bed, keeping his arms around her to provide comfort and security. "What's going on, Rose? What's got you so scared of Chad?" His voice is gentle, concerned - he needs to know what's causing her such distress so he can protect her.

Rose is trying to breathe through the panic attack, but can't. She presses her hand firmly against his chest above his heart and takes a deep breath. Vincent scoots back on the bed, pulls her close, and lets her lay her head on his chest, ear above his heart. She takes a few shaky breaths as the sound of his heartbeat fills her ear, then her breaths steady. Vincent wraps his arms around Rose, holding her close as she leans into him, her ear pressed against his chest.

He can feel her racing heart slow down as she listens to the steady beat of his own heart. He strokes her hair, his fingers gentle and soothing, as he whispers softly into her ear. "It's okay, Baby Girl. You're safe. I've got you." He pauses, his voice dropping to a whisper. "What's going on, Rose? Why are you so scared of Chad?" He's careful to keep his voice calm, gentle, as he tries to coax the truth out of her. His heart is pounding in his chest, but he's trying to keep his own emotions in check, to be there for Rose.

"I-I'm scared...I don't want to tell you..." she says.

Vincent's heart sinks as Rose whispers those words. He can feel the fear radiating off of her, and it's tearing him apart. He pulls her closer, his arms wrapped protectively around her. "Rose, Baby Girl, whatever it is, you can tell me," he murmurs, his voice low and tender. "I'm here for you, no matter what. I won't let anything happen to you, I swear." He presses a gentle kiss to the top of her head, his fingers caressing her cheek. "Please, tell me what's wrong. I need to know so I can keep you safe."

She goes quiet and rubs her thumb over his knuckles. She takes his hand, opens it and nuzzles his palm, inhaling his scent deeply. She holds his hand to her face and doesn't let go. She curls up against him and nuzzles his neck. "Daddy..." she says as she starts to unbutton his shirt. Vincent's eyes flutter closed as Rose's hands touch his skin, sending shivers down his spine. He slowly opens them and looks down at her.

Vincent's heart aches as Rose looks up at him, her eyes shining with vulnerability. He can't resist the pull of his paternal instincts any longer. He cups her face gently, his thumb caressing her cheek. "That's right, Baby Girl," he murmurs, his voice low and tender. "Daddy's here." He leans down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead, then down the side of her face, before finally capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His strong arms pull her closer, his need to protect her and keep her safe overwhelming everything else.

He deepens the kiss, his tongue tangling with hers as he wraps his arms around her, pulling her closer. He can feel the tension between them building, a palpable spark of desire that's been smoldering since they got out of the car. He breaks the kiss, his lips tracing a path down her neck, her fingers undoing the buttons on his shirt with a soft rustle.

"Baby girl," he whispers, his voice low and husky, "I think we should get out of these clothes."

"

Please

," she moans.

Vincent's eyes darken with desire as he holds Rose close, his fingers caressing her soft skin. "That's my girl," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. He leans in, pressing a passionate kiss to her lips as his hands roam her body, undressing her slowly. His touch is gentle yet possessive, claiming every inch of her as his own. When they finally break apart, breathless, he gazes at her with unbridled adoration. "You are so beautiful, my darling. My precious Baby Girl." He pulls her into his arms, skin on skin, savoring the intimate connection between them.

She rocks her hips against his arousal as they lay naked together in his childhood bed. "Daddy...I-I wanna tell you, but..." she starts to look scared again. "Daddy, make love to me...make me feel safe..."

Vincent's eyes burn with a fierce protectiveness as he sees the fear creeping back into Rose's eyes. He knows exactly what she needs to feel safe, to feel loved, to feel desired. He wraps his arms around her, pulling her close as he whispers softly into her ear. "Shh, Baby Girl. I've got you. I'll always make you feel safe. And I'll always make you feel loved." He kisses her softly, his lips tracing a path down her neck, his fingers exploring her curves.

As he speaks, his body begins to stir, his cock hardening with need. He knows exactly what he wants to do, what he needs to do. He needs to claim her, to possess her, to make her feel his love and his desire. He rolls onto his back, pulling her onto his lap, his cock nestled between her thighs. "Ride me, baby girl," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "Ride me and feel safe. Feel me inside you, making you whole."

She whimpers and trembles a little. "Umm...Daddy, I..." she even looks nervous. He sits up, pulls her legs around his waist, stretches his out under her, and adjusts them into Lotus pose. He slips inside her, then holds her pressed against himself as his hips gently rock and fuck her. Rose's trembling subsides as her arms wrap tightly around his shoulders; her face buried in his neck. "Thank you, Daddy..."

Vincent's heart swells with emotion as Rose whispers those words. He holds her close, his strong arms wrapped around her trembling form, as he slowly and gently rocks his hips, filling her completely, "Daddy's got you. You're safe with me." His fingers trace gentle patterns along her back, offering comfort and reassurance. Since they started sleeping together, anytime Rose has had an anxiety or panic attack, this position has been her favorite and melts away her anxiety and panic. When they're in this position, she can feel close to him and held by her father, giving her a feel of safety and love. She can also get to feel a deep connection with Vincent as her lover and achieve that sense of love

and

intimacy. Together, it brings her a sense of calm, allowing her to focus on sex and pleasure.

As their bodies move together in a sensual rhythm, Vincent focuses all his attention on making Rose feel secure, loved, and cherished. This is more than just physical pleasure - it's an expression of the deep, primal connection between them. He wants her to know, without a shadow of a doubt, that she can trust him, that he will always be there to protect her. He presses soft, reverent kisses along her neck and jawline, his hips rolling in a steady, unhurried pace.

"That's it, Baby Girl," he whispers. "Just let go and feel me...feel how much I adore you." Vincent's heart is racing, but his touches remain gentle, his movements measured, as he makes love to his precious daughter, pouring all his love and devotion into every caress, every thrust.

"Uhn...Daddy..." her voice shakes until she finally kisses him deeply. Once the kiss breaks, she holds her forehead to his and holds his face. "Daddy...I love you..." She rocks her hips with his.

Vincent's heart bursts with emotion as Rose confesses her love. He wraps his arms around her, holding her close as he gazes into her eyes, his own shining with adoration. "I love you too, baby girl," he whispers, his voice trembling with feeling. "I love you so much." He kisses her forehead, his lips tracing a path along her skin as he holds her face in his hands.

Their bodies continue to move together in a slow, sensual rhythm, the connection between them growing stronger with every passing moment. Vincent's love for Rose overflows, spilling out in every touch, every kiss, every gentle thrust. He feels like he's drowning in the depths of his own emotions, but he wouldn't have it any other way. As they rock together, Vincent whispers sweet nothings into Rose's ear, telling her how much he loves her, how much he adores her, how much he needs her. His words are a gentle caress, a soothing balm that calms her fears and worries.

"Uhn...Daddy...I-I'm gonna cum..." she moans into his neck.

Vincent's fingers curl around Rose's hips, guiding her movements as they rock together in a sensual rhythm. He can feel her body tensing, her inner walls fluttering around his throbbing length. "That's it, baby girl," he murmurs, his voice low and raspy with desire. "Cum for Daddy. Let go and feel how much I love you." He reaches down and gently rubs her clit to coax her closer to orgasm.

"D-Daddy!" She manages to moan through gritted teeth quietly. "Daddy, please, cum inside me...I feel-I

need

to feel all of you inside me..."

He captures her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, swallowing her moans of pleasure as her orgasm washes over her. Vincent holds her close, his hips rolling in slow, measured thrusts, drawing out her climax for as long as possible. When she finally collapses against him, spent and trembling, he wraps his arms around her, pressing tender kisses to her hair. "I've got you, Baby Girl. Daddy's got you." With a low, guttural growl, Vincent's control snaps. He plunges deep inside Rose, filling her completely as his body erupts in a shuddering climax. His cock pulses with release, his seed spilling into her depths as he holds her close, his arms wrapped tightly around her.

As they lie there, entwined and spent, Vincent whispers a tender promise into Rose's ear. "I'll never let you go, baby girl. You're mine, now and forever." His body still trembling with aftershocks, he holds her close, savoring the intimacy of the moment, and the knowledge that he's claimed her, body and soul. "You know...you

definitely

fulfilled a few fantasies for me, but I need you to do something for me Rose..."

"Wh-What is it?" she asks.

"Rose..." he cups her face, "tell me what happened. Why are you so afraid of Chad?"