Page 45 of Useless Love

He laughs. “Long story short, you’re the one my body has wanted for months.”

As Carmine begins kissing down my neck, I gather the courage to ask. “Since we’ve been engaged, has there been anyone?”

Reaching for my hand, Carmine rests my palm over his hard cock. “No. It only wants you.” His cock jumps under my touch.

In shock, I look up at him. He’s so much man to take. And he wants me this bad? No other woman? “What about after we’re married,” I ask softly.

“What about it?”

“You’ll have women on the side once you’re bored with me.”

He licks my earlobe, making me shudder. “Princess, you just gave me an idea my first vow. I promise I’ll worship your body the rest of my life and never lay with another woman.” Tears prick my eyes, as he adds, “I want to fucking rip this dress off you, but there is no going back after that.”

Gulping, I find the courage to say, “I’m finished eating.”

Carmine smiles, stands, and reaches into his wallet for a credit card. After handing it to our server, he grabs the phone off the table and calls his driver. “Bring the SUV around and then get lost.”

Carmine

Dinner is over, and I’m driving over the Brooklyn Bridge with my Bencivenga princess. Security is driving behind us. Bencivenga must be trusting me more with his daughter, because security has been a little less tight, but we’re still going to escape the eyes and opinions of people for a few fucking hours. I’m going to make those fuckers wait outside in the cold while I have some fun.

I own a penthouse in Dumbo overlooking the water. Nobody knows about this place other than me and now her. I guess the guards, but I’ll pay them to keep their mouths shut.

Where I’m bringing her is supposed to be a peaceful oasis, but my princess looks noticeably uneasy. Something has changed her mood. “Are you scared?” I ask.

“I’m not scared. Just worried what my revealing dress might have started.”

I laugh, “So you’re worried about starting something you can’t finish?”

“Y-You know I’m a virgin.”

“Princess, relax. I’m not going to fuck you tonight. I would never force you.”

Looking down at my crotch, she says, “You can control that?”

“All my soldiers take orders from me,” I tease. It’s the truth, but it’s going to be fucking hard tonight.

I’m feeling better when I see her smile, so I focus on the road again.I continue to drive and then park in the garage. We take the private elevator up to my penthouse.

She looks around curiously at how empty the place is, then asks, “Where is the rest of the furniture?”

“I’m hardly here. Nobody but you has ever been invited.”

“But still…”

I take her hand, leading her to the bedroom. “Princess, you can decorate it. Shit, if you want to start tomorrow, I’ll give you my card. But tonight, I want to be with you without distractions. Fuck the furniture.” When we enter the bedroom, I start loosening my tie. She stares at me, biting her lower lip.“Fuck. When you look at me like that, my soldier needs a scolding.”

Blushing, she looks away. “Sorry. I’ve never seen you without a neatly placed tie and well-fitted suit. Except that day at the church. Sometimes I imagine you sleep in a suit. Unless you don’t wear anything to bed…” She hurries to the window and says, “Um, you have a nice view.”

I smile at her evident and horrible attempt at changing the topic. “That view was crap before you stood in front of it.” Coming up behind her, I press my hard cock into her back and run my hands along the sides of her sexy stomach.

She leans back into me, releasing a soft whimper.

“Am I getting you wet?” I tease.

She immediately blushes. “Don’t say it like that.”

“Well, you need to get used to it because I have a dirty mouth. But I won’t force anything on you, okay? Without having sex, there are ways we can enjoy each other. I need something from you tonight, but if you are scared, I can be a gentleman and take care of it myself in the bathroom. Tell me what you want.”

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