“Doc’s finished. Want me to send her off?” he said, his tone indifferent as usual.
“Bring her here.”
Maxim let out a low whistle. “Oh, look at that. The infamous Don Carlo wants a chat with the gynecologist about his new sex toy.”
“Don’t talk about Emily like that,” I said firmly. “She’s off-limits. You want to be my next punching bag?”
He raised both hands, grinning as he backed out of the room.
Dr. Grace stepped in a moment later. No nonsense, no fake smiles. She didn’t care who I was, completely unfazed by our family name. I’d had to pay her a hefty sum just to get her to come examine Emily.
She went straight to the point. “She’s physically fine. The pain came from excessive roughness during her first time. I prescribed painkillers. I also took a blood sample for general tests; you’ll get the results by email. She’s starting birth control today. If her body doesn’t take well to it, we’ll find another option. I told her to give it at least two days before any sexual activity.”
She glanced at her watch. “That’s all, Mr. Bruni. I have to go. I’m due in the operating room in two hours.”
This woman had so much natural discipline and authority, I swear if she’d been born into our world, she’d have made one hell of a Mafia boss. I thanked her, told Giorgio to drive her back, and headed out to check on Emily.
The room was empty. For a second, my pulse kicked up. Had she slipped into the doctor’s car and vanished? But then her voice drifted from the bathroom. “Carlo, is that you?”
I followed the sound, found her in the bathtub, skin glistening, water rising above her thighs. Her eyes flicked toward me, a little unsure at first, then softened. She leaned back, exhaling like she’d been holding her breath.
Up until last night, I thought Emily was one of the most beautiful women I’d seen. But standing there, watching her all wet and flushed, something shifted. She was more than beautiful. She was fuckingmine.
She caught my gaze lingering on the soft curves of her breasts. Reaching out to me with a seductive grace, she whispered, “Come here.”
It was a command, and fuck it, I had no clue what the hell was wrong with me. Like an obedient soldier, I did as I was told and walked over to her. I stripped down and stepped into the tub. She moved forward to make space, then settled between my legs, head resting against my chest. A kiss brushed my skin.
“You should’ve told me you were in pain.”
“It wasn’t too bad. The doctor said it’s normal. Gave me something for it, and it helped.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Oh, but youdid. Pain and pleasure, remember? That was the deal. You kept your word.”
She looked up at me, smiling like she was proud of it. Her fingers trailed along my chest, slow and teasing.
“Your doctor said we’re giving that sweet strawberry a two-day break,” I muttered, grabbing her wrist as her hand slid lower. “So keep your hands off. Don’t wake it, or you’ll pay.”
“Then let me pay!” Her lips brushed my chin, then her tongue followed.
“But the doctor—”
“Screw the doctor. What does that uptight woman know about pleasure?”
She straddled me, kissed me deep, then slightly lifted her hips. That was all it took to break me. My mouth found her breast, my hands wrapped around her waist, and when she sank down on my cock, I felt the way her body trembled trying to take me in. She was sore. But she didn’t stop.
One hand braced on my shoulder, the other digging into my neck as she moved slowly, easing herself onto me inch by inch. I let her set the rhythm, let her ride the edge of pain and want. Her head dropped to my shoulder, moans barely restrained, breath hot against my skin.
My fingers dug deeper into her skin as my mouth lingered on her breast. I pulled back just enough to grab her chin, tilting her face to mine, her eyes wide, breath ragged.
“Whose cock is in your pussy?” I growled low, my other hand reclaiming her breast, squeezing until she gasped, the heat between us thickening like smoke.
“Yours. You’re driving me crazy, Carlo,” she moaned, rolling her hips in a slow, circular motion, her eyes narrowing with pleasure.
“That’s right, baby. Fuck it. Fuck me the way you want. Ride my cock, stretch that pussy as wide as it’ll go.”
“You’re so big, you barely fit,” she gasped.
