My heart has lightened with his words, but of course it doesn’t last.Even his brothers grimace at their father’s last sentence.He knows.About the bet.About the year.And that in a year, it will end.Of course the Roselli don can live with me for a year knowing it was a bet and not intended to last.My cheeks heat with humiliation and anger at Massimo for telling him something so private, but there’s no fucking way I’ll let the senior Roselli shame me today, which is clearly his intent.
I inhale a deep breath.A year of fun, and then we can all take off our masks and be enemies is what I want to say, but I’m not stupid enough to embarrass the don of the Roselli family in front of his sons, or disrespect Massimo in the same way, even though by telling his father about the bet, that’s exactly what he did to me, intentionally or not.He’s given his father leverage to cut me to the quick in front of each of his sons.
Massimo’s grip around my shoulders tightens.“If you’ll excuse us, my bride and I will leave you to visit among each other.”Massimo lifts me unexpectedly into the air, pressing me tight against his chest as he carries me to the stairs and up.
The minute we’re on the second floor and out of earshot, he says, “You’ll disregard what my father says out of ignorance and stupidity.You are my wife.That is all.It will take him time, but he will come to accept it with time.He has no choice, kitten.”
Elsie comes out of the room we’ve been sharing and whispers a congratulations as she meekly walks past us with pink cheeks.A determined Massimo ignores her, pushing the door open with a dress shoe, and closing it behind him with another.He carries me to the full-length oval mirror and lets me slide down his body before turning me to him.“I want to see every inch of my bride as I undress you for the first time as my wife.”
My heart pounds, my emotions completely confused running from excitement to anticipation but then dashed with his father’s words.My eyes meet his.There’s no way not to feel hurt or to disregard what his father said.“So you can have fun for a year?You told him?”
He shakes his head while stroking a finger down my cheek.“He has no idea of the context behind it, Sophia.If I knew he was going to say something like that, I wouldn’t have invited the bastard.Now, wipe him from your mind, because I’ll not let my father tarnish our wedding day or night, understand?”
Massimo kisses my lips gently, coaxing me into submission, exploring with his tongue until all thought of his father is gone and just the need to be in his arms remains.He lifts the dark curls from my shoulder, kissing the lobe of my ear, sliding the warmth of his lips down the length of my neck sending shivers down my spine as his fingers begin unbuttoning the pearl buttons that begin on the back of my neck.
He slowly works his way down, opening them one at a time, baring my skin, caressing my lips, and marking my neck with the warmth of his lips and nip of his teeth.“I want to see the beautiful curve of your spine and hips as this dress falls to the floor,” he growls, watching in the mirror as he slides the dress from my shoulders and lets it drop into a pile of white lace at my feet.
Massimo doesn’t need to say a word.The attraction between us has never been a question.It’s been as magnetic as a force field since the very first time he touched me, from the time he kept me protected in the back seat of his car and on his lap while he rubbed the palms of my hands to bring life back into my limbs.Taking care of me while I was at my weakest and anyone could have taken advantage, but yet he chose to protect me.And maybe I should feel different, but right now, the attraction, that innate and overwhelming sense of his protection fills me with a sense that nothing else matters but him.The rest of it all fades away to noise that makes no difference to me at all.
Especially when his hands slide around my hips, caressing the skin of my bare buttocks.When Elsie told me that he asked for me to be bare underneath my dress for him, I could have said no, but of course I did not.No, there’s a very real part of me that wants nothing but to give Massimo as much pleasure as he gives to me.Besides, I have no doubt if I had left the silky white panties on that I originally planned to wear, my growly husband would rip them off with his teeth and toss them to the floor the minute he realized they were on.
His finger strokes down the side of my cheek.“Tonight, there are no bets, there’s just us, there’s just what’s between us and when I bring you to the edge, there’s no holding back.I want to hear you purr, kitten.I want to hear you scream my name over and over again.No bet now standing in our way, understand?”He lifts me to feast on one breast, then the other, suckling on each nipple and sending shock waves to my center while my ankles wrap around his waist and he carries me to bed.
Massimo places me on the bed, laying me down just the way he likes, positioning my feet apart with my knees up.“Stay, kitten.”He remains standing to undress, taking his time, unleashing his black tie, then unbuttoning his crisp white shirt while my eyes take in every movement of his bared muscular abs as he breathes.Every muscle clearly defined as my eyes follow the dark patch of hair.
The minute he’s undressed completely he takes his cock in his hand, leaning down to swipe it through the juices that have accumulated at my center, teasing me as the tip of him caresses the sensitive nub that is now swollen and aching for whatever attention he plans to give.
“Patience love, you’re far too impatient, kitten.Today, I plan to tease you unmercifully while I prepare to take your ass and its virginity.All of you will belong to me tonight.
He gathers each end of his tie and leans forward, balancing on his knees between my legs as he lifts my arms over my head, lacing the tie around my wrists and then securing them to the rings on the headboard behind me.He gives them a little tug and smirks.“There, now I have you exactly where I want you.There’s no changing your mind or backing out now.I’m going to make you scream my name as my wife, kitten.
5
Massimo
Nothing has changed but two simple words, I do.But those words now bind my kitten to me.My wife.Two words I never thought of ever wanting to hear, but now fill my mind like a sacred gift that I don’t plan to let go, no matter what she thinks, or my father wants me to do.
Her eyes shine with lust, and her pussy sparkles with wetness because she’s just as turned on as me, this attraction like a thirst or craving that neither of us can deny, and when I stroke her pussy with a finger, and then bend my head to taste her with my tongue, my cock throbs when she moves gently and lifts her hips.
Sophia is not in charge of her pleasure though.She should know that by now, but yet my naughty little kitten likes to test the boundaries any chance she gets.She moans softly as I stroke her center with my tongue, and her hips start to move before I slide my hands beneath her bottom to hold her still, to make her accept my pleasure with nowhere to turn or move causing her to purr.
Her sweet sounds cause my dick to turn to stone.Something about her coming so completely undone, losing herself in the moment so utterly and completely that she forgets all thought of where she is, who’s around or anything but me, that is fucking pleasure, and she gives it all to me.She thinks I have all the power, but my kitten is the one with that, whether she knows it or not.But while she has the power, I want the control to unleash her desire in my own way.
Sophia writhes beneath me but still I hold her tight, licking and caressing, reaching up to stroke her tips, first with a gentle caress and then a firmer stroke.Getting her prepared before inserting a single finger into her ass.Her purrs and the way she moves on the end of my tongue tell me far more than words.My little kitten is lost in the pleasure, almost on the edge, exactly where I plan to keep her for a while as I stretch her and ready her for tonight.I insert the second.The look in her eyes, the gentle change to her lips, and tenseness of her body all tell-tale signs that she’s close to spilling over the edge, but that’s not going to happen yet.I’m far from done with her and won’t be until I’ve played with my kitten until far into the night and taken her anal virginity.
Until then, she’s going to spend hours getting close, and then close again, coming all over me, only to start all over and then come again.Tomorrow, my little kitten is not going to be able to walk without feeling exactly where I’ve been.But when her little pants turn into my name, and her head moves from side to side, finally, I give her what she and I both need.I drown her sounds of pleasure with my mouth, kissing her so no one in the hall or even those below who are probably still gathered for drinks will hear my kitten in the throes of passion.Those sounds are only for me because with Sophia, I am clearly possessive as fuck.She’s mine and I don’t want anyone looking at her or hearing the little moans that are meant just for me.
I run my hard cock through her juices, lifting her leg with one hand beneath her toned thigh, sliding my cock in with one thrust, deep, all the way to the end of her, feeling her so deep that neither of us can breathe.Lost in the moment, in the way her eyes look at me and then roll with the pleasure.I drive in deep, again and again, the sound of my name spilling from her lips over and over, panting my name driving me over the edge with her.Lost for a moment in a total abyss, where nothing matters but the feel of her wet channel clenching me with need, spilling my seed deep inside, no barriers between us as we join as man and wife for the very first time.
I release her wrists and hold my kitten tight, her body gently shivering against my own, cradling her on my chest, still joined as one, while pushing a strand of hair from her eyes so I can see the emotion settled in her eyes.She starts to say something but then changes her mind, sliding her hands around my neck instead, drawing me close and kissing my lips.
I do not allow her to break that kiss, not for a very long time, savoring every second of her sweetness.“A more than memorable wedding day, Mrs.Roselli.”
She curls into my chest, my dick still hard inside of her, without a barrier between us, yet there’s no regret or haste to pull out or do anything of the kind.The thought of my little kitten with my child in her belly is a thought I find pleasing, but one that would most certainly throw more gasoline on a fire that is still raging hot embers with my father and ancestors, and I have no doubt with the Cassones themselves.Time is a healer of all wounds though.I cover her with a satin sheet.“Sleep kitten, I want you ready to play when we wake, because our wedding day is far from over and our wedding night has not even yet begun.”
Hours later I smooth her silky dark hair down the length of her back, sliding a hand over the sexy curve of her spine as she circles a caressing finger in the hair of my chest.“Massimo?”
Her eyes meet mine as her fingers crawl down the length of my stomach, teasing the light hair, following the trail until she reaches my dick, already hard and ready for my kitten again.“I always knew I was saving myself, you know, back there for the right person, a special person.It’s officially our wedding night,” she says.
