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I didn’t play with her. We didn’t have much time. I pulled her panties aside, and my fingers dove between her pussy lips, rubbing her. Such beautiful sounds escaped her mouth as my fingers worked between her wet folds. The taste of her skin was amazing, but I needed to see her face. I wanted to see how responsive she was to me. I wanted to know how many emotions I awakened in her with the mere movement of my fingers.
I kept rubbing her clit and looked into her beautiful lust-driven face. Her green eyes were half-lidded. She still managed to hold onto me and move her hips towards my hand. “You said it was our last kiss,” she said between her moans.
“I didn’t mean forever, Priscilla,” I said and pressed a kiss to her lips. It was so soft for the moment. To change that, I moved my fingers to her opening, slowly teasing.
She nodded her head, urging me to go, and I thrust two fingers inside. Her wet, tight heat welcomed me easily, and Priscilla sucked in a breath. “I like it when you say my name,” she said, lost in her pleasure.
I flashed my predatory smile at her. “I’ll always say your name, Priscilla.” I didn’t let her answer. As my thumb worked her clit my fingers curled inside to find her spot. When she suppressed a scream by biting down her lip, I went all out. My fingers went in and out, hitting that sweet spot every time, and my thumb circled her clit. She was lost in my arms. It was an amazing sight.
“Do you like fucking my fingers, Priscilla,” I asked.
She could only nod and mumble something like, “So much.” With that response, an idea flashed inside my head. It was damn manipulative, but it was a good one.
For it to work, I needed her completely high with pleasure. I needed her to come.
I fucked her faster, harder with my fingers. She was moving against them like crazy. When her pussy started clenching around them, I leaned down to suck on her neck again. “Come for me,” I whispered, and she obeyed. Her inner walls clasped my finger like a vise, and she kept biting her bottom lip to keep her moans inside. Her body was shaking with pleasure. Her orgasm was so intense, just like I expected from her.
As her movements got slower, I kept my fingers inside of her and my body close. Her eyes lazily opened. She did look drunk. It was perfect.
She looked at me like she expected a kiss or a caress. But instead, I gave her words. “Marry me.”
Priscilla
I took deep breaths. I was still filled with Antonio’s fingers and still dazed by what he did to me. How he was the first one to touch me down there and how he was the first one to make me come. It was all so much to take in but not as much as what he said.
My eyes fluttered, and I swallowed to find my voice. My face was twisted with surprise. All I could say was, “What?”
He kissed my cheek. “I said marry me.” His fingers were still in me, for fuck’s sake. How could I focus on his words?
I put my hands on his chest and moved my hips to get free, but the movement almost made me moan. “Please get away from me,” I pleaded with a desperate voice. “I can’t think when you are close.
This made him pull his fingers free, and he took a tiny step back, but he was still too close. And now he was licking the fingers that were covered with my release.How the fuck could I even think under these circumstances?My pussy was sore from him, and my brain was still not working properly. Somehow, I still managed to ask, though, “You want me to marry you?”Is this a joke? Or a dream?
He pulled out the fingers from his mouth with a pop. “Yes, that is what I said.”
What the fuck? I shook my head in confusion. “But last night you said…”
He cut me out by cupping my face. “I didn’t say anything about marriage. You said you wanted something real. This is something real.”
I looked into his golden eyes, searching for an answer, an emotion,something. I couldn’t get any of it. Marriagewassomething real, but it didn’t make it less confusing. I thought we were done for good, and now he was in front of me… proposing to me?
With furrowed burrows, I hopped off the counter and fixed my skirt. I looked at the marble floor for a few seconds trying to settle on a question. At the same time, I had too many and too little. My instinct just wanted to yell, “What the fuck?” I hated he was just too calm, but if I was going to play this game, I needed to be calm too.
“Why?” I murmured to the floor and then looked up at Antonio. “Why do you want to marry me?”
He didn’t even lose a beat. “It is good for the truce between our families.”
I tried to not look heartbroken since he had already established he was not one for the emotions, but I couldn’t help it. I was still the girl who acted on her heart’s desires. I didn’t storm off with sadness, though. Instead, I asked with my calmest voice, “Is that all?”
“No,” he shook his head, and I thought he looked a little offended. “I also believe we are very fitting. You want to have children, and I need heirs. We are close in age-“
“You are eight years older than me,” I cut him off. I wanted to marry him but not for those reasons.
Antonio took a deep breath. “Well, believe me, it is a very small age gap in Cosa Nostra standards. We seem like get along very well, so I don’t think marriage will be torture for any of us. Also, we are very harmonious when it comes to the sexual aspect.” He took a step closer to me with the last sentence. “What do you say, Priscilla?”
Damn the way he was looking at me and the closeness of his body to mine… The man was really trying to push me to say yes like I needed pushing. Couldn’t he see thatIwas the one who manipulatedhim?I literally didn’t sleep with him telling him I needed more than one night, and now he was proposing me for it.
Yes, I did play him. I was hoping he would get the idea of marriage from my words, but I didn’t think it was going to actually work. Maybe it was the reason I was so very shocked by his proposal.
