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We move together in a primal rhythm as old as time, our harsh breathing and the slap of skin the only sounds in the night.
Isabella tears her mouth from mine with a sharp gasp. "Oh god...don't stop..."
Her head falls back as her inner walls begin to flutter around me.
I quicken my pace, driving into her slick pussy as her cries grow more urgent. I bend my neck and take her nipple in my mouth. I flick it, my other hand tugging at her hair. Her whole body tenses, back arching off the ground as she shatters around me.
I brush the hair from Isabella's face, gazing into eyes filled with love and sated desire.
My need for Isabella grows desperate, an all-consuming fire in my veins. Our bodies move together in a frenzied rhythm, slick with sweat and passion.
Isabella cries out as I plunge into her again and again, her nails raking down my back. I bury my face in the curve of her neck, inhaling her scent. "Isabella...my love..."
The coil of tension in my groin threatens to snap. I slide a hand between us to circle Isabella's swollen bud, rubbing in time with my thrusts.
She shatters around me with a broken sob, inner walls clenching tight.
I pull out, for I can no longer refrain myself, and cum on her belly.
She gives me a smile as I wipe her clean with a cloth. Once done, Isabella clings to me, her body trembling from all our action. I brush the damp hair from her face, gazing into eyes filled with wonder.
She draws a shaky breath, fingertips tracing the lines of my face. "Stefano...that was..."
A flush stains her cheeks, equal parts embarrassment and arousal.
I capture her hand, pressing a kiss to her palm. "I know. For me as well."
No other woman has ever made me feel the way Isabella does.
A slow, sated smile curves her swollen lips. She stretches beneath me with a contented sigh, eyes slipping closed. I roll onto my side and gather her in my arms. Isabella nestles against me, her head pillowed on my chest.
The night is warm and the stars shine above, pale pinpricks of light in the velvet sky. But in this moment, my world narrows to the woman in my embrace. Isabella's breathing evens out, her body relaxing into sleep. I brush a kiss over her temple, breathing in her scent.
My eyes drift closed, a smile lingering on my lips.
Tonight has been a turning point in our relationship. As to where this thing we just started will go, I don't know yet.
And as I drift off with Isabella curled against me, I know this is where I belong. Here in this moment, and by her side always. I look over to see her, sleeping peacefully in my arms, and I don't have the heart to wake her.
We can't risk getting caught. Soon, I must return her to her bedroom. But what harm will another hour do? I have just one task, stay awake.
I cover us with a blanket, and let her rest. She feels so cozy, and the champagne is still running through my veins and the last thing I remember before the world goes dark, is the sound of her breathing in my ear, the feel of her cheeks on my chest, and the stars shining right above.
Chapter 21
Isabella
Iwakewithastart in the pale dawn light, my heart pounding. What have I done?
Stefano's arm is draped over my waist, his breath warm against my neck. The guilt rises in my throat like bile. Papa would turn in his grave if he knew I'd betrayed everything he stood for. Getting involved with criminals. The mafia.
But if Papa were alive, I'd tell him that Stefano was different. Kinder. He's taught me that good people can sometimes do bad things. And truth be told, when Stefano looks at me with those dark, fathomless eyes, I'm helpless to resist him.
Carefully, I slide out from under his embrace and stand, shivering in the chill. My dress is crumpled on the floor where he tore it off in our haste. I gather the silky fabric in my hands, remembering the feel of his fingers grazing my skin.
No. I can't think of him like that. I have to leave, now, before I do something I regret even more.
Silently, I slip into my dress, pausing to glance back at Stefano's sleeping form. His chest rises and falls steadily, lips slightly parted. He looks so peaceful, the hard lines of his face softened in repose.
