Ahh.I can do that.That wouldn’t be giving in, as long as I don’t say his name.He strokes a nipple while blowing and kissing on my ear.“Ask me to kiss you, kitten,” he growls, unzipping himself and rubbing the heat of his cock against the wetness of my bare core.
My nipples peak with desire and my hips grind against his hardness in an effort to get closer to his heat.There is no way I’m turning him down, he knows it, I know it, and he knows that I know it.I nuzzle against his ear.“Kiss me, please?Kiss me and fuck me and make me forget this night.”
Massimo’s low growl is almost feral in sound.His hands guide my hips as he penetrates my pussy, guiding me down, forcing me to take every delicious inch with no gentleness at all.Just pure unadulterated desire.The way I like it.Him in charge, sliding in so deep, all the way to the end of me, hitting that special little button, the one that makes me dizzy with pleasure, over and over again.
The devious devil already knows exactly what that does to me, so he does it again and again, hitting it repeatedly, deep and hard, just the way I like, pleasure and pain mingling in a mind-numbing wave that engulfs me with the deepest desire.“Say my name, kitten.”
I shake my head.“Tell me to come all over you, right now.”
He drives deeper, whispering into the sensitive shell of my ear.“No kitten, your pleasure is no longer yours to control.Not yet, love.I want to feel the walls of your pussy tightening around me, clenching around me.Ahh, kitten, there you go, you’re almost there,” and then he drives me down hard, and then again, “come for me kitten, all over me,” he growls, as wave after wave crash over us with an intensity that takes my breath away.
Massimo holds me close as our bodies slowly calm from the throes of desire.I lean against his chest, still curled in his lap with his cock buried inside of me.Two people who history says will never be anything but enemies, yet this, this chemistry, this magnetic pull circumvents everything and draws us together like nothing I’ve ever felt or seen.“Massimo?”
“Hmm kitten?”he says, rubbing the back of my neck while I whisper in his ear.
“What if I win?Will you really let me go?”
27
Massimo
My dick is still hard in her hot wet pussy, and she’s still thinking about getting away from me, and going back to what?A father who doesn’t care enough about her not to put her in harm’s way or to move heaven and earth to get her back.Just turned his guilty face to the ceiling and let his youngest daughter be led out the door by the enemy not knowing if I was a monster or not.
The chambers of my heart beat, coursing with fear mixed with anger at my father for making Sophia run.It’s clear that he’s not yet convinced that a Cassone will soon be married to his son.His comments were intended to do exactly what they did, push her away.I may forgive him for many things, but I’m going to be hard pressed to forgive him for that or her ever forgive her father for what he’s done to his daughter.
Just the thought of it and how much she was depending on him to save her still causes my blood to rage.If anyone but me had been sent to pick her up, she could have been thrown into the warehouse, where who the fuck knows what could have happened to her.
Bad enough that she was attacked even in the privacy of our home by the filthy scum who can’t yet walk after both of his legs were broken at my own hand.I should have had his fucking dick removed or sliced the fucking thing off myself for hurting my kitten.
Her father, my father, our men.I will protect her from it all.Just the sight of her racing out the door with that hurt look on her face was enough for me, if I didn’t already know, win or lose that damn bet, I’m not letting her go.No one will ever hurt my kitten again.Not in this fucking lifetime.Even if the deal was only for a year.She’s mine.“I’ll never let you go, kitten.”
She smiles gently at me as I stroke a piece of hair from her face and kiss the busted skin of her eye.Nothing will stand in the way of me making her mine and my father at the moment is a barrier that I will not tolerate.
I help shift her from my lap and into her own seat.“Let’s go home,” I tell her, replacing my seat belt to drive us up to the entrance and through the guard station as they let up the gate.
Her eyes are affixed to the guard towers.“You have perimeter guards above, it’s what my father has, and why I never thought of it until now is beyond me.You had guns on me all the time.You could have had your men take me out, but instead you let me go.”
She’s not wrong and quite observant.I’m quiet for a moment as we make the long drive up to my estate bathed in light.I haven’t lied to her yet and I’m not about to start now.“I let you go so I could catch you myself.”
Her eyes penetrate my skin.“You want me to know exactly who and what you are, don’t you?”
“Would you prefer me to pretend that I’m an upstanding, law-abiding citizen in every sense of the word, and keep you sheltered from the truth, never knowing when danger might exist around the next corner?Or be up front and honest so you know what to expect and can prepare?”
“No to keeping things from me.I would hate that.”
“Then, yes kitten, I want you to know exactly who and what I am.”He turns me to face him.“I’m the man who will break both legs and every finger on both hands of a man who tries to put his hands on you, and worse usually kitten, he caught me on a very busy day.But make no mistake, he’ll never think about touching you again.”
Her mouth gapes as though it’s a surprise.“You did that for me?What if I run into him in the house again?”
She won’t be running into him in this house ever.Only the fact that his cousin, a trusted family member, wanted him left alive and put his reputation on the fact that the man wouldn’t talk about his service to our family is the only reason the bastard made it out alive.
I walk around to her side of the car.“I’ll take care of this myself,” I tell Edmundo, who greeted us as we reached the house.His eyebrow raises, but he takes a step back.“As you wish, sir.”
I lift Sophia into my arms, cradling her against me.“I can walk, Massimo.I’ll grab a shower and will be good as new,” she says at the same time she nuzzles against my chest without even realizing she’s doing it.
“Edmundo, give us an hour and then have dinner brought to my suite, please.”I ignore Sophia’s soft protests and carry her up the steps, pass the room she previously used, and head to mine.“You can soak in the tub until one of our physicians looks at your feet, and that eye.”
She takes everything in as I carry her through the living room, down a hall, and into a massive bedroom with an en suite bath before laying her carefully on my bed.A bed that no other woman has shared with me before.
