“I know, we’re getting married. Then we’ll have our honeymoon.” A wicked smirk pulls on her lips.
“What better way to celebrate our union than destroying our enemies?” I say, knowing what she has in mind. Glee flashes in her eyes.
Does she realize that slowly she’s relaxing around me, showing me those emotions she always keeps hidden behind a frosty demeanor?
My sunshine is burning right through.
Chapter Twenty
NAOMI
It’s strange to watch Paxton move around my room. He’s not hiding the fact that he’s snooping around, either. I rather like having him in my space. I can’t bring myself to be away from him. I’m still on edge about what happened, and that’s new to me. I’m quick to keep moving and my emotions in check. That’s not so easy right now.
“Never had a boy in my room that I wasn’t related to.” Paxton sits down with one of the picture frames from off my desk. I have a ton of them. I wasn’t big on decorating, and my mom did most of it, but I do enjoy the pictures of my family.
“Haven’t been a boy in a long time.” He gives me one of his easy smirks. They relax me.
“Okay, I haven’t had a male in here I wasn’t related to.” I sit down on my bed, folding my feet under me.
“You know, I’m as jealous as you are.”
“Good.” I nod. Then we have a clear understanding of things. “That means you’re obsessed with me, and I approve of this.” He lets out a low chuckle. “Come lie down.” I pat my bed next to me. “You need to rest.”
“I rested last night and on the plane.”
“Then come lie in bed with me.”
“Now that I can’t deny.” He comes right to me, slipping his shoes off first.
There is a comfort that I wasn’t aware of when having an intimate partner. I thought they’d open you up to risk, but there are so many other things to outweigh that. I never understood it until now, and it’s not only because of the mind-shattering orgasms that his mouth and fingers give me.
When he slides in next to me, my hand goes to his side where the tattoo is. I’ve been wondering who the man was that day for years. I don’t think I would have made it out alive without him. I’d been young and not paying good enough attention.
They were already too close before I could try and escape them. I put up a hell of a fight. Is that part of why I have felt this connection with him?
“Is it weird being here?”
“I always wanted to know which room was yours.”
“I’m glad we can keep a few things hidden.” I shake my head. “Do you have any more of those cameras around here?”
“I was considering putting a few in here.” I hold back a small laugh, knowing he would have gotten away with it. There hadn’t been a thought in my mind to worry over him being in my room. I’m not sure how the rest of my family feels about it.
“You don’t need a camera any longer. We’ll be married soon.”
I need to speak with my father. There is much to go over. One important point is that marriage alone will not be sufficient. Not when we have a traitor at our own table. Luigi Esposito shot at me after he saw me. I’m sure he’s scrambling, but his uncle isn’t going to be able to save him from me.
That little shit never cared for me. He wasn’t high in his own family tree. He was a bastard son whose uncle took pity on him after his father was killed. I was used to it. I’m a female, and I sit at the very top of the Marino family. That doesn’t sit well with alot of the families. They’re stuck in their old ways. It’s why their power is dwindling, to be honest.
“What are you thinking?” He brings his finger to my chin, pulling my eyes to his. I slide over to straddle his thighs. This is fast becoming my favorite way to sit. My core clenches when I think about this same position while he’s deep inside of me. That ache still lingers.
Paxton might have gotten me to come over and over again, but my body needs more from him, and I know only he can fill that need.
“I was thinking about how I need to speak to my father, and now I’m wondering how it would feel to sit this way with your cock deep inside of me.”
“Sunshine.” His hand grips my ass and pulls me snuggly into him, his hard cock pressing into my sex. “Let’s not mention your father and my cock inside of you in the same sentence.”
This time I can’t stop the small laugh that spills free. I don’t want to stop it either. Not when it’s only him and me. I want to know all parts of him, and I know I’ll have to do the same to get it in return. I might be adept at holding my emotions in check, but so is Paxton in his own right.
