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I feel him release me from the corset and pull away impatiently at the silk buttons.
“It’s vintage Dior,” I say to him sternly.
“I’ll buy you another,” he says smirking.
I stand up and the dress falls down around me leaving me in my white wedding lingerie.
“Give me two seconds,” I say heading to the bathroom.
All my toiletries have been unpacked in here already, it was strange to see all of my cosmetics laid out in the unfamiliar territory. Even stranger to look at myself in wedding lingerie, I apply a thin coat of lipstick and unpin my hair. I want to be comfortable even if I don’t feel it. I open the door and Rocco is sitting on the edge of the bed, he gives me a small smile that makes me tremble.
“Are you going to stand there all night?” he says raising his eyebrow.
I walk over to him and stand in between his legs, feeling his hot breath against my chest as he buries himself in my neck.
“I’ve thought about this for so long,” he groans as he pulls me onto his lap so I am straddling him. He lifts up my bra cups holding one breast in his hand and the other he engulfs in his mouth causing me to gasp slightly.
“Croccifixio,” I murmur.
“Rocco,” he replies. “I think we’re a little past formality.” He tells me as his tongue runs across my nipple making me almost jump out of my skin.
“Rocco,” I moan. He could have probably asked me to call him Satan and I would have agreed and nodded dumbly.
I move my hand to the back of his head, his thick hair crunching in my hands, and I tug it slightly wanting to immerse myself in the texture. He peers up in surprise and my face hovers over his for a second before my lips crash down on his as his tongue battles against mine.
I had unashamedly repeated this scene in my head several hundred times from the first time we met but this is so much better. Hearing the guttural groans from him as his hand lingers over the lace and silk of my underwear. I feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end as he tugs the material down and his fingers drift over my entrance.
“You feel so soft,” he moans into my neck. I unbutton his shirt pulling the buttons away carelessly so some of them come off.
“You’re in a hurry,” he says chuckling.
“You’re all I’ve thought about for so long,” I say half-embarrassed that I said it out loud.
“Good, because I wanted you since the first time I laid eyes on you.” He shrugs off his shirt revealing his tanned torso. My fingers run over his tattoo as I trace the cursive inscription
Solo Dio può giudicarmi.
“Only God can judge me,” I whisper, placing my hand over his chest.
“Clever girl,” he says smiling up at me.
I gasp as I feel both his fingers push into me roughly, then he looks up at me surprised.
“Are you still—” he says stupefied and I nod blushing.
“I thought that… You were with someone else?” he says, still in shock.
“I was but we didn’t—you know,” I say mumbling, trying to avoid his penetrating gaze.
“So, you’ve never—”
“No,” I say feeling my face flush. “I’m sorry, you must be disappointed.” Feeling my body awash with shame.
“Disappointed?” he says tilting my chin up seemingly bemused. “On the contrary, this changes everything.”
“It does?” I say trying to gauge his reaction.
“Yes, because now you only belong to me. Nobody else has touched you and nobody will. Ever,” he says grabbing the back of my head and kissing me hard. “Lay down, let’s do this properly,” he says pulling me off him and laying me flat on the bed.
