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Antonio didn’t answer. Instead, a confirming sound came from his throat, and he kissed me again. His hands were massaging my ass now under the dress. The feel of his warm hands on my naked flesh made everything more intense. I wanted his fingers to move to the heat between my legs. I wanted him to feel how wet I was for him.
He didn’t, though. He only kept squeezing my asscheeks, making me even crazier. When he pulled back just so we could take a breath, his eyes fell to my cleavage. “Are you not cold?” he asked, but I could tell he was very pleased with the sight.
I was wearing a tiny white dress, and even though it was chilly, I felt too hot. “You keep me warm,” I answered, licking his bottom lip. “Do you like the dress?”
His mouth twitched, and he made me fall just a bit around his body. Now my pussy was lined with the enormous bulge in his pants. “Can’t you tell,” he asked with a husky tone.
I couldn’t help but roll my hips to get some friction and earned a grunt from Antonio. I loved being able to do this to him. It was the only time he let go of his logic. Maybe not fully, but still, he was relying more on his instincts, and those instincts were amazed by me.
“I can,” I answered, rubbing my pussy to his cock again. I didn’t want those fabrics between us. God, I was so drunk and horny. If he wanted, I would let him fuck me here against a wall.
Antonio didn’t try that, though. He wrapped strong hands around my thighs to stop my motions. “Priscilla, don’t push me.”
“Maybe I want to push you.”
To that, he kissed my lips softly and then gently unwrapped my legs around his hips and put me back on my feet. He didn’t forget to adjust my skirt. He was still helping me stand up with an arm around my waist, and I could still feel his erection against me, but it was less tempting.
Antonio kissed my brow oh so gently. When he did shit like that, it was just so easy to forget who he was. “I am going to fuck you on our wedding night, Priscilla. I want to peel your wedding dress and then lay you on a soft mattress before I claim you.”
My eyes closed, imagining his words. It was so weird of him. I couldn’t tell if that was what he wanted or he was just waiting because he knew that was what I wanted. My brain was too foggy with alcohol to tell the difference, but I still wanted to think it was not all me. I wanted to think he was also excited to marry me and sleep with me on our wedding night.
I tapped Antonio’s chest, and he kissed me again. It was harder to kiss this way, but I didn’t mind. I wanted to taste him until I was convinced it was going to be enough until the wedding.
Unfortunately, before I decided it was finished, the side door I used opened. Antonio immediately pulled back with a rigid body. One of his hands went to his holster, but the other one was still wrapped around my waist. When we saw it was Kira, he relaxed the hand that went for his gun, but his body remained rigid. Maybe he didn’t trust her fully. It was normal. He didn’t know her.
Kira looked at Antonio with wide eyes but then managed to look at my smiley face. She smiled too and said, “We need to leave.”
I lost my smile and shook my head to gather my thoughts. “Oh, of course, of course. We can leave.” Then I looked back up to Antonio. Surely, he was going to give me a goodbye kiss.
He looked down at me, and when his eyes came to my lips, I could see the hunger there, but he didn’t kiss me. Instead, he looked back at Kira. He was still tense.
“I’ll wait inside,” I heard Kira say, and then the door closed.
My brows were pulled together. I couldn’t understand why Antonio didn’t kiss me, but just when I was about to ask, he did. One hand on my cheek and the other on my waist. He gave me a deep, mind-blowing kiss. His body was so close to mine, and his tongue was playful. I couldn’t help but imagine that tongue downstairs. When he nibbled my lips, he stayed in the line between pain and pleasure. Damn, I wanted so much more than kissing.
When he pulled back, I couldn’t talk for a second because it was such a good kiss. Only when Antonio’s thumb brushed my cheek, and he said softly, “You should go, Priscilla,” I gasped at the situation.
“Why didn’t you kiss me when Kira was here?” I asked and watched Antonio swallow uncomfortably. An idea formed in my head, and a smile took over my lips as I looked up at Antonio’s golden eyes. “Are you shy?”
That almost made him angry. “Of course not.”
“Then what?”
He absent-mindedly fixed my hair. “I just don’t enjoy public displays of affection.”
“You don’t?”
His eyes filled with a warning, and he answered harshly, “I don’t.”
Maybe any other girl would be heartbroken or maybe even angry, but I was not. I found everything about him so interesting and so fun. His admittance only made me smile harder. “I’m gonna kiss you all the time now.”
As an answer, he took a deep breath like he was done with me. Only he was not. He pressed a kiss to my hairline. “You shouldn’t make them wait.”
I got on my toes and kissed his neck because that was the best I could reach. Then I stepped backwards to the door and sweetly said, “I’ll see you at the altar.”
Antonio’s eyes filled with something like affection, and he answered, “See you at the altar.”
Chapter 12
