Without giving him time to respond, I brought our lips together in a slow caress, waiting for his defenses to fall slowly as he deepened the kiss, taking his hand to the back of his neck, his lips parted insecurely, his body trembling, but I could taste the sweetness I dreamed of for so long. time.
I lost control, taking her mouth fiercely, nibbling her tongue and her lower lip.
Her hands pressed on my chest and I pulled away without wanting to startle her, my eyes a little reddened with tears that were contained it was like feeling a knife in my chest.
“I'm sorry.” I wiped away the tear that had slipped, ready to let her go and give up on the marriage. — Sorry, Giulia didn't mean to hurt you, I'll understand if you don't want to get married.
Not understanding the emotions passing through his gaze, I let go of his hip and took a step back.
"Why do you care so much about my opinion, Giacomo?" - I didn't expect that question, maybe I don't even know the answer.
For a few seconds I thought about what she asked and let the mask fall along with all the pretense exposing the man who wanted to marry her.
“Because I've always watched you beautiful and far away knowing I'd never be worthy of being your husband, and now that that possibility exists.” I sighed, forcing the words to keep coming out. How could I not care about her opinion.
Expressive eyes showing uncertainty and some other feeling, she took a step forward, bringing our bodies together, the shiver on the back of my neck forcing me to tense my shoulders not to advance again.
“What if it's just a lie, if when we're married it's not real? – the concern in her eyes along with the fear on her face, I took my right hand back to the soft and warm skin of her cheek.
- Ahhh mia bella, I can only answer that the feeling I've been keeping here - I took her delicate left hand with the wrist shining with the bracelet, bringing it up to my heart. - It's real.
I felt his doubt in the shudder of his body, his eyes watching the union of our hands on my chest, as if he was weighing his options, his gaze rose to my eyes and I felt my stomach sink.
- I've never been kissed - The soft confession surprised me, I didn't expect anything but your denial. “Giacomo, perhaps I should consider that I may not be worthy of you.
I arched a brow at the impossible hypothesis, her full breasts hidden under her dress, adorning her firm curves and heels showing off her gorgeous calves, her face without any makeup, flushed with lashes and eyes any woman would be crazy to have. In a few seconds the feeling of possession took over my mind, the rosy, well-shaped lips so close together.
“I will never be worthy enough for you, Giulia,” I replied firmly, watching the slow movement of her throat and the apprehension returning to her beautiful gaze. “And now, I don't want to let any other man kiss you.
I pushed her back against the wall in a few steps, feeling her body intending without wanting to cause fear, I caressed her cheek slowly moving my other hand up to take her face between my hands, letting the truth show between our gazes I breathed in her scent intoxicated by the feelings so intense inside his chest.
I touched our nose in a slow brush, asking for his permission with my gaze, but his eyes closed and I watched the pink lips opening in a wait that I didn't take long to answer.
Taking his mouth I pulled his hands to my neck wanting to feel more of his touch, placing our bodies and letting all my desire show in the tender and strong kiss, his nails went through the back of my neck pulling a grunt.
I had to pull away to seek some control in the glistening blue eyes, red cheeks.
“I need you, Giulia,” I whispered, bringing my mouth to her delicate ear, biting just below the tiny pearls.
- You have your secretary - She tried to free herself, remembering the inconvenience, but I didn't allow it.
— If you agree to be my Giulia, there will only be you until my death. - His disbelieving look was proof that life with his brothers must be worse than I imagine. “A man who cheats on his wife is not worthy.” I quoted the oldest Mafia law, in a firm tone.
I could be a bitch and a ruthless killer, yet in this way Mafia laws are my bible, if I didn't believe things were going out of hand I would have put a bullet in my own head after letting Beatrice go.
Something in my gaze must have told her that, making me realize I wouldn't be able to fake it for her, never for Guilia, for her only my best.
“Everyone wants something, Giacomo.” His fear only made me more apprehensive.
- You are enough for me Bella - I said the truth, her eyes widened forming new tears in her beautiful eyes, having lost her parents so young and being forced to be in the care of her brothers seems to have taken away all the opportunity for affection and affection.
Two things that I'm ready to remedy, giving you affection, every good feeling that exists that until today only my family has had, she will have too, I just need a yes. With apprehension growing, I placed my hands on her cheeks, wiping away the little tears she couldn't hold back, despite taking a deep breath trying to hold back.
I kissed her again not caring what her response would be, just wishing I had as much of the woman of my dreams as I could, feeling the sweetness of her lips drawing a sigh from her, I glued our bodies together desperate so that somehow I could change hers. head. Shivering all over my body, igniting desire, I took my hand to his hip in a firm grip, listening to the muffled moan coming from my mouth, I smiled, pulling away enough to see his red cheeks and eyes shining with the same desire evident in my body, I brushed against him. my cock against her belly the fear I saw in her eyes lit a red alert inside my mind that I ignored for the moment.
“I'll be yours alone, and I'll show you this all day. Allow me to give you something else that no one has ever given you. – I asked softly.
- Which? His inebriated face reddened further.
"Ah beautiful..." I sighed.
I lowered my nose to her neck, slowly rising, feeling the hairs stand on end, pressing my chest against her breasts, biting her ear again, brushing the stubble on her cheek and with her groan of satisfaction I took it as approval.
I bit her bottom lip watching her eyes closed, her nails scraping the back of my neck I deepened the kiss wanting to take every little part of her for me, holding her hips with my left hand and pulling her neck with my right hand, I lost control with desire running rampant through my body.
I released her to see her redder still trying to catch her breath and without giving space to her thoughts, I lifted her by her thighs I ignored her frightened gaze trapping her body between the wall and mine. I kissed her again, feeling her body relax I let it slide a little so that it was on top of my erection, I rotated my hips, rubbing her sex under her dress, almost losing the rest of control for the desire to have her for me.
The sound of his moan was an aphrodisiac, I released his mouth, placing delicate kisses on the way from his chin to his shoulder, scratching his skin with his beard, breathing in the sweet scent of the only woman who took my thoughts without ever taking my body.
I lowered her slowly, kissing her red lips again, pulling her bottom lip, feeling proud to realize that I had the same effect on her that it has on me.
“Giacomo, it hurts.” She sighed, her face burning red.