Chapter 28: Chapter Twenty Eight

*Enzo*

I lost control.

What am I, a thirteen year old boy? I haven’t gone with a woman and gotten off first before she was able to seek her own pleasure since the very first time I’ve had sex at the age of sixteen. Embarrassment and humiliation were a great understatement. I wasn’t sure how I was going to live this down.

But I knew I had to apologize.

Leaning up to face her, I realized I was still inside her warmth. A warmth I didn’t quite want to leave. Ah, definitely the wrong time and place to be having her first time. Seems I couldn’t think rationally at all when it comes to her.

How could I have ever possibly thought this was a good idea? This place was dirty, completely unromantic, and considered a damn quickie spot. I was internally berating myself right now. She completely deserved better than this.

I gently pull out, hearing her hiss a little, but the look on her face looked anything but regretful. In fact, she looked down right fucked. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair a mess, one side of her dress sleeve was pushed down her shoulder, her dress piled up to her waist where I was still comfortably stationed.

While I knew she was sore, I couldn’t help getting hard again and wanting to go for round two. Damn, I must be out of my mind because I never want to go another round with the same woman. I’m more of the forever bachelor type and can’t deal with all of them trying to get my name plastered to theirs in some way.

But Gabby wasn’t just any woman. She never was.

“I’m sorry.” I whisper, dazed by her beauty and my desire to have her again.

“For what?” She whispers back, her eyes taking on a certain glint of uncertainty.

“You’re first time should have been more special.” I confess. “And I didn’t do a very good job of it.”

She gives me a tentative smile, placing a hand on my lower jaw, grazing her fingers ever so softly. “I thought it was perfect.”

I couldn’t help the chuckle that came out of me as I shook my head in disbelief at her choice of words. She thought it was perfect. What the hell was I going to do with her?

“Well, how about we make it even more perfect?” I ask, looking into her beautiful eyes.

They shone so brightly that I don’t think I could ever get tired of looking into them. They were mesmerizing, she was mesmerizing. Once I said the words they brightened even more, and her smile widened. I quickly fasten myself and stand back up, reaching out a hand for her to grab. She doesn’t hesitate.

Once she put herself back together, I quickly help her take the straw out of her hair and dress, making sure she looked presentable to anyone who saw her. Didn’t really want to show them what we’ve been up to, even though it didn’t sound like a bad idea. Especially if that someone was Benny.

I grab her hand and being a little too impatient, I practically drag her after me, hoping that no one actually does see us, so we didn’t have to get interrupted to our destination. As much as I would love to show them that she was mine, I was more in a hurry for other things.

She didn’t miss a beat as she stayed by my side seeming to be just as excited as I was. Neither of us technically cleaned up so I bet she was feeling just as uncomfortable as I was at the moment. Ten minutes later and we sneaked into the house without a single person seeing us. I spotted Ernesto and his boys out in the field, which meant that Maria and her daughter were in the warehouse prepping the grapes to be pulverized since this week was due for it.

I was sure Nonno and Dom was with them supervising and being forced to do his bidding. Which was even greater news. And if Nonno was in the warehouse then so was his cousin. However, I doubt the same could be said for Benny. He was probably somewhere in the house lazing about doing absolutely nothing to provide any help whatsoever.

But while sneaking up the stairs from the backdoor we didn’t run into him either. Thank fuck for that. I didn’t want to deal with his bullshit and watch him disgustingly fawn and sexually harass Gabby like he’s been doing. Damn, to think she had to deal with all that with him over the years.

I take her straight to my room. She deserved to be worshipped properly and diligently. I was going to make sure that every aspect of her body was pleasured with pure ecstasy. I wasn’t just going to fuck her like I did in the barn.

This time, I was going to make sure I did so much more. I was going to thoroughly make love to her.

I didn’t give her the chance to make any hesitant decisions as I pushed her against the wall as soon as I shut and locked my door. I was already burning up with the desire to sink myself into her soft welcoming warmth. She didn’t stiffen, nor tensed as I attack her mouth with my own. In fact, her entire body melted against mine.

I knew she had to be at least a little sore down there, so I wanted to be sure to take this slow and gentle this round. But I couldn’t help immediately assaulting her with my lips and tongue as the thoughts wouldn’t leave to have her right then and there.

But I forced myself to go slow. This time I gently caress her skin, creating those goosebumps I was beginning to love from just my touch. I took great care of her clothing too, and with great finesse I unzip the back of her dress, tenderly push the fabric off her shoulders and away from her body as if fell in a heap on the floor around her feet.

The bodice of it must have been supporting her breasts because she wasn’t even wearing a bra. I held in my groan as I softly graze my fingertips across her already hard nipples, her body trembling from the action with a tiny gasp escaping her.

But I wasn’t the only one who was exploring. Her tiny, soft hands grazed up under my shirt, up my sides to around my back as far as she could reach, pulling us both closer to each other. I allow her to quickly discard my shirt, my upper body completely exposed to her view. She stared at me with such heat in her eyes that there was no mistaking the hunger that was there.

It only fueled me more.

I pull her away from the wall and guide her to my bed where I pick her right up, her legs instantly wrapping around me, and sink us both to the mattress with care, all the while kissing those puffy, gorgeous full lips of hers.

The bed creaked from our weight and the softness of the covers were cool to the touch. Which was perfect for our heated skin. I wasn’t in any hurry to make this end. I wanted to know every inch of her, every pleasurable kink that she loved, to feel her softness against my roughness.

I never wanted something like this before and the thought it was Gabriela, the little girl who I thought was adorable all those years ago, would be the one woman that made me feel this way. She was slowly starting to become my everything and realizing that, knowing that, was highly dangerous.

Because when the time came for Alejandro to come knocking on our door to demand her back, all hell was going to break loose. Because I had no plans of ever letting her go. And I wasn’t sure on who was going to win.