Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 73663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
“He acts like he has to hold the whole family up, you know? It’s not just Mom. It’s Carlo, Saul, and Gian too. It’s everything.” She finishes her wine. “Just be careful with him, okay?”
“You mean like, don’t ask too much of him?”
“No, it’s more that he’s keeping it all locked up tight. Don’t let his exterior fool you.”
“I think I caught a glimpse of all that earlier tonight,” I say before grabbing a bottle of wine from a side table. I refill Stefania’s glass. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell.”
“I like you already.”
We spend the next couple hours chatting. She tells me about growing up the little sister of four much older brothers, about college, and about the organization. I listen intently as she explains who each of the men in the room are and how they’re related to the Rossi Famiglia.
But Renzo appears before it gets too late. Stefania’s on her third glass of wine, which he takes from her hand and announces Dante will be taking her home. I get a quick hug before she hurries out, punching Dante in the arm when he jokingly suggests she’s too drunk to walk.
“Now it’s time for you and me to call it an evening.” Renzo helps me to my feet, looking into my eyes with a curious expression. “I hope you didn’t drink too much.”
My stomach twists. “And why would you worry about my alcohol intake, husband?”
He growls softly, clearly happy that I called him husband. “Because I don’t want you too drunk when I fuck you for the first time as my wife.”
Chapter 21
Maddie
My pussy clenches with excitement and my nipples are hard as he whisks me away from the party, not bothering to say goodbye to anyone.
“Someone’s impatient,” I say as one of his hands slides up my dress as we climb the steps. We barely make it to the top before I’m pushed against the wall, my leg hiked up around his waist. I gasp when I feel him, iron hard and pressed against my core.
“You’re damn right I’m impatient. I’ve been waiting for this all night.”
“Have you really?”
“Since the moment I saw you earlier.”
“Why?”
“I find you so attractive it’s almost painful.” He bites my lower lip. “I don’t know what it is about you.”
“I’m very charming.”
“You’re sexy as sin, baby. You make me so hard it hurts, and I like that.”
“You do? I mean, I like it too. I really like it.”
“I want you to enjoy being my wife.” He kisses my throat and pins my hands above my head. “I want you to be happy.”
“How do you plan on doing that, huh?”
“I have ways.”
“I suspect your ways involve a lot of hard work on my part.”
“Baby, you haven’t had to work at all. Not yet at least.” He kisses me deep and slow, and I find myself panting as I grind into him. God, he feels good, and I’m buzzing with need from my toes to my fingers, my head a dizzy mess. My pussy’s dripping and my skin’s so sensitive I could scream.
“Take me to our room.”
He obeys, pulling me along behind him.
We reach the bedroom and it’s a rush of taking off clothes. His jacket, his shirt, his belt and his pants. My dress falls down in a puddle before I’m on my back, his fingers teasing my slit as he sucks my nipples, tongue lapping me up hungrily. There’s something special about him tonight. Maybe it’s that he’s my husband for real now. Or maybe it’s the way he seems like he’s starving, like he’s so relieved that he’s finally touching me as though I’ve been denying him what he really wants all night.
One finger slides into my slit, teasing me. His palm presses against my clit as I groan, rolling my hips.
“So greedy,” he says. “You sure you haven’t been thinking about this all night too?”
I’d be lying if I tried to deny it. “It might’ve crossed my mind.”
“Crossed your mind a lot.” Another finger slides in and they fuck me slow. “You lovely, dirty girl. My beautiful wife.”
“Renzo,” I whimper. “You’re teasing me.”
“Yes, I absolutely am.” He watches as I writhe, grinding against his hand. It feels so good I could break right here. “I love looking at you. The way your cheeks turn pink. The way you gasp, your lips parted. Your eyes are so focused on getting off right now. It’s so fucking sexy.”
“You like my eyes? You’re looking at my eyes right now?”
“Your eyes, your nipples, your lovely pink pussy as it grinds against my palm. Your legs and hips and ass. Everything about you, bella topo. I want to drink you in tonight. I want to take my time.”
“Easy for you to say. You’re not the one on the edge of coming.”
“You want to get off for me, baby? Already? Greedy.”