“It’s okay. Take your time. I’m not going anywhere.”
Another shiver ran through her as she touched my arms through the fabric of my shirt, not knowing I had more ink there, too. “Why do you have so many tattoos?”
Long story. Stories. “Not what you’ve expected, eh?”
“You wore suits all the time. I didn’t know what to expect. I still don’t know what to expect...when it comes to anything…with you.”
I was making her nervous. I didn’t want that. Not for our firsts. “If you don’t like them, button my shirt back up.”
She hesitated for a moment, but then she shook her head, her quivering palms resting against my abs. “They’re hot, but I’m sure you’d have been hot without them, too. You didn’t need them.”
“Do they scare you?”
“Isn’t that why you had them? Chicks dig all tatted, scary bad boys.”
I chuckled. “But not you?”
Her hands traveled up to my chest slowly. “I’d have preferred to see the real you.”
“Believe it or not, without them I’d be even scarier.”
She looked up, confusion narrowing her eyes. “What does that mean?”
Not ready to answer yet, I grabbed her hands, pulling her into my kiss.
Her taste without lipstick was much better, hotter, rawer. Perfection. I could kiss Nicky Baldi forever. I sucked her gasps, paying extra attention not to let the animal in me take over when I devoured her sweet lips. That was our first kiss. Her first real one. It should be memorable, beautiful, the key to unlock all those doors she was afraid to go through.
“Dom…I…” She drew back abruptly, her lips red and swollen, her nipples pebbling hard, begging for my mouth. “I can’t… I’m not gonna sleep with you. Not tonight. I wanna take things slow if that’s okay with you.”
“Si, certo. Si, si. Anything you need.” I understood exactly what she needed, and I was willing to give it. Even with my painful erection, I could wait.
“Really?”
It angered me that she was even asking. Who did she think I was? Yes, I was a monster, but not that kind. “Yes, Nicky.” I took her hands and put them on my scorching chest. I wanted her to feel the pounding of my heart and the burning of my skin she induced with one kiss. “Tell me what you want, even if itisjust watching a lame porno with you until you fall asleep.”
“Hey, it might be lame, but if it wasn’t for that hot dude, I wouldn’t—”
“Watch it, little kitten. Don’t talk about how much you’re hot for someone else if you want them to live.”
She stared at me in disbelief. I didn’t care what she’d think. If she did as much as fantasize about another fucker from now on, he was dead.
Then she just smiled. “Noted. Please don’t start killing hot guys. There aren’t so many of them out there. We need the man candy.”
“For fuck’s sake.” I carried her over my shoulder, gave her a nice spanking and enjoyed the yelps and objecting curses flying from her naughty mouth as much as I enjoyed the feeling of her globes under my touch. Oddio, I loved her ass. “I’m all the man candy you need and can get, understood?”
“God, how jealous can you get?” she panted, her cheeks red, adding to her sexiness, sending a tightness in my balls. It was going to be a long, torturing night, harboring a massive erection that had no chance to go away, not when I was going to be this close to her all night.
I laid her on the bed and looked her in the eye. “More than you can imagine. Don’t even think about teasing me there, kitten. You won’t like it.”
“Why is that?”
“Because you’re mine. I’ll be more than happy to serve every single one of your fantasies, the ones you know you like and the ones you’ll find out you’ll like even more with me. But if you ever, ever, think about someone else or some fuck tries to take you from me, it’ll end in blood.”
She swallowed, her gaze dropping to my naked torso. I wasn’t sure it was because she lusted over me or because she no longer could meet my gaze. “What if we broke up? What if I decide after getting to know you that we’re not a match or that I can’t handle the Mob life?”
“Nicky, you can’t start something thinking like that and expect it to work. You need to open up your mind and go full in or… Hold on a sec.” I leaned back, shaking my head. “Merda.”
“What?”
