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“Ohhh…Yes…God, yes. Gabe!”
My orgasm grips me as it makes my pussy practically vibrate. I Kegel and clench around him, but he keeps thrusting over and over. I relax as the orgasm subsides, but it’s only a few heartbeats before I’m rocking my hips again. I keep expecting my second orgasms to be milder than the first, since that’s how they’ve always been in the past. But I should have known. With Gabe, each one gets better. I come again as I moan.
“Louder.”
He demands it, and I’m happy not to hold back. I know he has neighbors, but I don’t give a shit. Besides, it’s the middle of the day. They’re probably not home. He’d been leaning forward, resting his weight on his left hand and right forearm. He uses his left hand to draw my leg over his hip. He changes angles, and I cry out again. How’s he still going when I’ve already come three times?
“I need to come,piccolina. I can’t wait much longer. I’m trying, but my cock’s got a mind of its own.”
He rears back, grabbing both hips and slams into me. His fingers will leave marks on my ass, and I love knowing that. It heightens my arousal. I can’t move on my own anymore. I don’t know how his hips flex as fast and hard as they do, but this is still what I consider vanilla but rough. His right hand reaches forward and cups my breast, squeezing. He leans forward again, his right elbow near my head. As he thrusts while he comes, he speaks close to my ear. He doesn’t whisper. There’s no chance I can miss anything he says.
“You are mine. I want all of you. I have your body. I will get your heart and soul.”
I watch him as he speaks, his eyes boring into mine now that he’s no longer leaning toward my ear. I fist his hair and push him toward me.
“I will settle for nothing less from you. Leave me before you ever stray, Gabriele. I know I can’t have all of you, but I won’t accept anything less than all of what you can give me.”
He rolls us then sits up, so that I’m straddling him on his lap. His left arm pins me in place around my waist. His left hand squeezes my breast as his thumb brushes my nipple.
“I will never be unfaithful to you, Sinead. Never. It’s dishonorable and cruel. If we’re not working out, then we end it.”
“Same.”
Our kiss starts fiercely, but it mellows into something tender. It finishes with little pecks, then we rest our foreheads together.
“Gabe, you’re on your way to having all of me. My heart and my soul. It scares me that I’m going to give you all of it, but you’ll always hold something back from me.”
He kisses my nose before he lifts his head.
“I didn’t explain it well because I wasn’t sure how. You won’t always be my top priority, and I hate knowing that. There are things I do I will never tell you about, but that’s the part of me I never want you to see or hear about. It’s the part that makes me fear you’ll reject me. It’s the part of me I loathe exists. But it does because I can never walk away. I can’t walk away from my family because I love them, and I’m loyal to them. But I also can’t walk away because it would put a target on me that would never go away until I’m in my grave. My family is everything to me. I— I— hope maybe one day…”
I think I know what he means. I hope so, too.
Gabriele’s body no longer cooperates with staying inside me, and neither of us likes it. He pulls back the covers, and we slide into bed. But he draws me back onto his lap to straddle him.
“We have some intense conversations. There’s a lot we need to talk about after what happened today. Some of it will sound repetitive, but I won’t feel at ease if I don’t say it again. I need to know I told you everything, and I need to know you heard it.”
“I get that. There’s stuff I may have forgotten. A lot’s happened between my panic attack and a car exploding with us nearly in it.”
“Never get into a car without the driver opening the door. Never open your own door unless you are at a house, and the garage door hits the floor. If the dome light doesn’t come on or the car doesn’t start immediately— like it splutters —get out and run. Don’t wait for your driver or guard to open the door. You do what we did today. Get away as far and as fast as you can.”
“Is this because I need guarding during the case? Or is that a rule that will always apply?”
“Always. If we’re a couple, you’ll have a guard at all times. Never do what you did when you went to spy on the Nowakowskis. You won’t sit for a week if you do that again. Unless it’s to and from work on a regular schedule, you will have someone from my family with you.”
“Your family?”
“Yes.”
I wait for him to say more, but he doesn’t, so I do.
“I can’t picture Don Salvatore Mancinelli being my bodyguard.”
That gets a chuckle from him.
“No, not Uncle Sal, Uncle Massi, or Uncle Dom. None of them will guard you. I mean Carmine and his cousins.”
“Aren’t half of them married?”
