“Does it count as a walk of shame when the woman I was with is my bride?” I joked and gave him a lopsided grin. “Thank you for looking out for her. I owe you one.”
“You probably owe me more than one, but for now, we’ll leave it at you’re welcome.”
I nodded and moved toward the entrance of the boutique, “Hey, Lorenzo.” I turned back to Digger. “Take it easy on her. I lectured her already for leaving without protection.”
I smirked, “I can’t figure out why you care, Digger, but don’t worry, I won’t go hard on her and give her a huge lecture. I’ll let my hand do all the talking.” He grinned, catching my meaning.
No, a lecture wouldn’t be the way I went about this. My hand to her ass was going to be more than enough to let the lesson sink into her stubborn head.
Chapter Thirteen
Bianca
I’d just slipped out of the wedding dress when the door behind me opened and closed. I shrieked, and just like the day before, Lorenzo was there. “You have got to stop doing that,” I chided and took a deep breath to slow my heart rate.
“We will go over a list of things you should and shouldn’t do once we get upstairs, Princess.” He nodded toward me. “For now, get dressed.”
I could tell he was upset, and I was expecting it, but he had to know before we said I do that I would still need freedom. He would not be able to lock me away in a tower like the Princess he called me.
This discussion wasn’t one that we needed to have in the middle of a dressing room in a boutique, though. “Alek already gave me a long speech when he approached me in the lobby. I like him.”
I glanced up to see Lorenzo’s face; his eyes were narrowed and darkened with anger. “You like him,” he repeated my words back to me. “I took your virginity less than twelve hours ago, and you’re telling me you like him.”
I smirked, but I could feel my cheeks heating. “Yes. I like him. He reminds me of Romeo.” I shrugged. “And of you in a lot of ways.”
Lorenzo was by the door when I turned my back to him, but then he was on me. He moved quickly and silently. I squeaked when I felt myself being lifted off my feet, turned, and backed up against the wall behind me. His hand went around my throat, and he gave a gentle yet threatening squeeze. I should have been terrified, but I wasn’t.
Moisture pooled between my legs, and I felt my nipples harden into peaks. I wasn’t scared or repulsed by his dominating power. I was turned on by it. I’d read books like this, and in theory, I thought they were hot, but I never thought I would be turned on when I experienced it in real life. I expected the opposite, given my past and the way I grew up. I guess the writers knew what they were doing because Lorenzo’s strength and possessive anger were invigorating.
Instead of grasping his hand to remove it from my neck, as any normal person would, I placed my hands on his shoulders, wrapped my legs around his waist, and pulled him into my body. “Please.”
The look of surprise on his face would have been comical if I weren’t so turned on. My pussy was dripping with need and soaking the panties I’d slid into this morning. “You’re a horny little Princess this morning.” He smirked. “And a bad one.”
“I need you,” I moaned, undulating my hips against him. I could feel the hard ridge of his cock through his pants and my panties. He was right, I was horny. He both unleashed and satisfied an untapped part of me that I had never touched before, and I hadn’t realized I was desperate for it–for him–until I experienced the pleasure high he brought to my body.
With his free hand, he reached between us and undid his pants. “Fuck, Bianca. Don’t think you’re out of trouble, but I’ll give you what you need first.” I felt him slide into me, and his hand squeezed a little tighter around my throat. My eyes rolled back in my head as he started to move inside me. My pussy quivered around his length. I felt so damn full and swollen from the night before, but nothing felt better than having him inside me.
“Yes,” I quietly gasped out as he pinned my body between his and the wall, his cock driving hard into me.
He leaned in and captured my lips in a hungry kiss as our bodies clashed together in unison. “Who does your pussy belong to, Princess?” he muttered quietly in my ear so nobody outside the room could hear us.
“You,” I moaned. “It belongs to you.”
“You don’t leave my bed in the morning without waking me, Bianca. Do you understand me?”
I shook my head in denial just to see what he would do. I trusted Lorenzo with my life. I always had. He knew me better than I knew myself.
“No,” I said, and he slowed his body from pounding into mine. His breath was coming out in harsh rasps as he stared into my eyes.
“No?” He looked menacing, then a cruel smile crossed his face, as if he figured what game I was playing. He knew I was testing him and pushing his buttons. It was a game we were used to, but now we were adding another element to it. Sex.
“No. Huh.” He continued leaning in and talking in a low guttural tone. “What if I need your pussy in the morning as bad as you need my cock right now?” He kissed me hard and thrust his tongue into my mouth, but his body remained still. I wanted to move, but I couldn’t because he had me pinned against the wall. “I woke up hard as fuck, and my princess wasn’t there to take care of it. What if I left your little pussy in a lather as punishment?”
The word punishment seemed to trigger something deep in me, “No,” I mewled and tried to get him to move again, but he didn’t budge. His hips held tight to mine, his cock still inside me. I reached up and grabbed his hair, tugging hard by the root to see if that would get him to move any. He just grinned.
“You’re going to beg for it, Bianca. You’re going to beg for my cock and what it can do to you, and you’re going to make sure your ass is in my bed every fucking morning to make sure Iget to sate my need for you before I get out of bed.” His thumb pressed against the pulse in my neck. I felt his fingers flexing and relaxing around my neck. My eyes closed as I focused on the beat that was pounding in my ears. He wasn’t moving his hips, but his dick was vibrating and twitching inside me.
“Lorenzo.” I tried to clamp down using my vaginal muscles around his cock, and I watched as his eyes slid closed, and he groaned deep in his throat.
