My cock swells painfully behind my jeans, and I adjust myself before I follow her into the living room. I grab another beer because mine is almost gone, and I have a feeling I will need it. I purposely sit on the chair across from her to avoid the urge to touch her. “What’s going on?”
“I hear you’re moving in with Benny.” She smooths a hand down the front of her dress. It’s low-cut, and her tits are right there, practically in my face, begging to be licked, sucked, and fucked. My cock jerks behind my zipper, and I widen my thighs for comfort. Her gaze lowers to my crotch, and red heat creeps up her chest and onto her neck. I’m not surprised she’s turned on by the evidence of my arousal. Our chemistry has always been electric. “I helped him pick the place,” she continues. “It’s nice, though not as nice as the penthouse he’s already earmarked for himself when the new development is built.”
Bennett is highly intelligent and very ambitious. He had a rough couple of years adjusting to this life, but now he has completely embraced it, he is full of plans. He talked Angelo into giving him a position at Caltimore Holdings, and he plans to rise through the ranks quickly. He’s hardworking and determined to fulfill his duty as capo and a business executive.
He has already made his mark at CH. Finding a prestigious site for sale adjacent to Central Park, he immediately met with the real estate agent and the owner. First, he charmed them. And then he charmed the Caltimore Holdings board into making a bid. A bid that was accepted because Ben dug up shit on the other interested parties and blackmailed them into pulling out. He managed to secure the site for a lot less than the asking price.
Angelo was impressed, and he readily signed off on a permanent position for him at CH. I will miss him on jobs, but I’m glad he is already making an impact. I have high hopes for Bennett Mazzone, and I know if I stick with him my star will ascend too. Now I have permanently lost Natalia, my career is all I have left, and I intend to give it my everything.
“Earth to Leo.” Natalia snaps her fingers, reclaiming my attention. “Where’d you go?”
“Sorry.” I drain the dregs of my old beer and set the empty bottle down on the coffee table. “I was just thinking about Ben,” I admit, swiping my fresh beer. “At first, I didn’t think he was built for this life, but now I know he was born for it.”
She nods. “He was, and I think he will be good forla famiglia. He has progressive plans, and I think he will succeed.”
“Why are you here?” I ask again, not wanting to get sidetracked talking about her brother.
She takes a big mouthful of wine, gulping it nervously as I sip my beer, never taking my eyes from her. Maybe she has changed her mind. I sit up straighter, my interest instantly piqued. “Have you changed your mind?” Excitement bubbles up my throat. “About running away?” I meant it, and I would do it for her.
She shakes her head, and my euphoria dies an instant death. Setting her wine down, she stands and walks over to me. She crawls onto my lap, and I let her. Her gorgeous tits are in my face, and it takes colossal willpower not to smash my face in her chest and grab handfuls of her delectable ass. I set my beer down and grip the armrests, waiting to see what she does next. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she leans down, pressing her mouth to my ear. I can see down the front of her dress and it makes concentrating hard.
“I’m getting married soon.”
“I know,” I growl, aggravated all over again.
“My groom has already told me he won’t ever love me.”
I grab her head, tilting her face to mine. “He said that to you?” I want to tear his head from his shoulders. What kind of a prick says that to the woman who has agreed to be his wife and the mother to his children?
“Yes, and I respect him for setting boundaries from the start.” Her hand slides along my arm as my fingers caress her smooth silky cheek. Her touch is like a zap of electricity shooting all over my body. I’m painfully hard underneath her, and she must feel my erection digging into her ass. “He told me he’ll take care of my needs.”
I growl and curse under my breath, thinking about putting a bullet in his skull before their wedding day.
She ignores me, continuing to speak. “But it won’t be the same as having sex with someone who loves me.”
I stop breathing as I stare at her, sensing where this is going.
“I love you,” she whispers, brushing her mouth against mine.
It’s fleeting, but it’s everything. I want to devour her. To lick, suck, and bite every inch of her skin. To worship her with my mouth, my fingers, and my cock. I want to brand every part of her body with my touch, so she never forgets how much I love her.
“And I know you love me,” she adds. “We can’t be together, but we can have one night.”
I cannot believe she is saying this. “You need to be specific,” I rasp before I get my hopes up.
“I want to know what it feels like to have sex with the man who owns my heart. I want to experience that one time. You said you would do anything for me, Leo, so I’m asking you to do this.” Anxiety replaces the previous confidence on her face, and she trembles against me. She’s nervous as fuck, and I know why. She kisses me sweetly. “Make love to me, Leo. Let me feel what it’s like to love you in every conceivable way before I have to give myself to another man.”
Mydolcezzahas balls of steel.
She’s a fucking queen.
We have been here once before. When we were both drowning in grief. There have been occasions over the years when I berated myself for stopping that night, but I am glad I did. Taking her virginity when she was so vulnerable and raw would have been wrong. Especially when neither of us was thinking straight.
But this woman before me knows her mind.
She wants something for herself, and she isn’t afraid to ask for it.
I want to give it to her because I want to experience it the same way she does. And I want her to take this memory and have it to comfort her on lonely nights when she misses me as much as I’ll be missing her.
