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It was so annoying.
It was also so fucking refreshing.
I cupped her cheek but didn’t go for the kiss just yet. I at least had to make sure I was going to get something. “Are you going to meet me tonight if I kiss you?”
Priscilla smiled like a little devil that she probably was. “I will if I like the kiss. So give it all you have got.”
She didn’t need to say that. I wanted to give all I got.
I put my other hand on her waist, pressing myself to her again. That made her breath hitch, and the sound made me rock hard. I was good at self-control, but I didn’t have any to tease her more. I just needed to know what she tasted like.
My lips pressed to hers the next moment. One of Priscilla’s hands grabbed my bicep, and the other one grabbed me by the neck. I enjoyed her boldness and, as an answer, slowly sucked her lips into my mouth. So very softly. So very lustfully.
A little moan escaped Priscilla’s mouth, and I took the opportunity to slowly ease my tongue inside. I had to taste every inch of it. She easily accepted me there.
As our tongues met, I pressed her even closer to me, making her feel how hard I was. She moaned again, and her hand on my neck went to the back of my head. She pulled the elastic band keeping my hair together and cupped my head, tangling her fingers with the locks.
She was kissing me so hungrily. Her tongue licked me in a way that made me know she was not lying. She did practice, and she was, in fact, a good kisser. Not too slow, but not too rushed as well. Teasing at the beginning and fulfilling afterward. Her kiss was like an expensive bottle of scotch, it tasted amazing, and a small amount was enough to make anyone drunk.
Priscilla moaned again. I enjoyed all the small sounds escaping her. I enjoyed every writhe of her body against mine. I enjoyed how her nails were long and how she buried them into my scalp and my bicep as she got lost in our kiss.
She was so fucking responsive. She did it again, wrapping me tight with so many emotions, feelings. So easy to read in my arms. Giving me what I enjoyed most in the world.
Priscilla Falzone had to be mine.
I was the one who stopped our kiss because I doubted Priscilla could, even if she tried. Maybe I was still the one in control. I was the stronger one.
I pulled back and nibbled her bottom lip earning another throaty moan. My lips twitched, and I asked even before she could open her eyes. “How was being kissed by a man?”How was being kissed by me?
Her eyes opened. There was so much lust in those greens. She looked drunk, but in a few minutes, she got a hold of herself. Her lips curled, and I knew she was back in the game. “Your stubble scratched me. It was really uncomfortable.”
One of my eyebrows lifted in the air. That was not the answer I was expecting. This was not what her reaction seemed like. “Some women seem to find it sexy.”
“Well, you should kiss those women then,” she said with a challenge.
But I only wanted to kiss her.
“Does that mean you are not letting me show you Chicago?” I asked. She was going to let me. She could insult me all she wanted. But I knew she enjoyed the kiss as much as I did.
Priscilla looked down and bit her lip. I was already painfully hard, and she was not helping. She reached into the pocket of her white dress and took out her phone. She pushed it to my chest. “I can’t sneak out before Gabriele goes to sleep. I hope you won’t mind waiting.”
It was a good enough reason to sacrifice my precious eight-hour sleep. I would sacrifice much more to have her.
I took the phone and put my number in. “I don’t mind at all. I’ll wait all night.”
She giggled again, making me overwhelmed and stunned at the same time. Brighter than the fucking sun.
“Good,” she said with an approving face, then tapped my arm that was again caging her in. “I need to go.”
I pulled my arm back immediately, surprised at how easily I obeyed her command. She left me in there more confused than I have ever been in my whole life. Priscilla Falzone was too much work and too much risk. I should have stayed away from her because she was a Falzone. I should have stayed away from her because of all the illogical sensations she created in me. She was most likely to mess up my perfectly planned life. She was the chaos in the middle of the order.
But there was no way I was letting her go.
I was going to marry her.
I had to.
Chapter 6
