Page 69 of Useless Love

Oh no. I never asked about sleeping arrangements. Since we’ve, well, he and Ariana had sex, he sees no reason to get separate rooms. This is bad.I can’t sleep in the same bed with my sister’s fiancee. Father will be upset. My future husband will be upset.

My mind is going a mile a minute in no time. Suddenly, we’re seated in his fancy jet and in the air. Planes don’t actually bother me, but since I lied, I pretend to be nervous. Carmine wraps his arm around me, and I so badly want to enjoy this moment, but my sister needs this marriage to happen. Our whole family does.

Carmine kisses my cheek and I tense. What if he wants sex now? Ari said I’m not supposed to talk about it, but if he tries, I’ll say I’m on my period. Just started this morning. That will get me out of the first week.

Thankfully, Carmine just kisses my cheek and then lays his head back, closing his eyes. He pulls me close, snuggling me to his chest, then he falls asleep.I’m so pathetic that I look up to admire my sister’s beautiful fiancee. A man that will never be mine.

He cracks an eye, spotting me. “Like what you see?”

Oh crap, he wasn’t sleeping.

I blush and look away.

“It’s not a difficult question, princess. Am I a handsome man, or someone you detest looking at?”

No one in their right mind could ever detest looking at his gorgeous face. He’s a masterpiece. Straight nose, strong jawline, intense brown eyes. I love every bit of his face. And him.

I sit up, pulling out of his touch. I need to stop feeling this way.

Carmine sighs, and I wonder if I’m hurting him by not responding. Maybe that’s okay if it means he’ll leave me alone.

“In three months, you will be married to this face,” he says. “Will you avoid looking at me, or is my face something you can stomach?”

“It’s fine.”

“Ouch!” He gives me a playful look and I find myself smirking.

Damn, he’s pulling me into his orbit again.

He pulls me back into an embrace. “You aren’t going anywhere.”

Oh, how I wished that was true.

I glance up at him, intending to reply. However, I'm suddenly aware of Carmine's fingers gently outlining my mouth. As his finger traces along my lower lip, I feel electricity everywhere his finger touches. Then, in his eyes, I meet the same need that is hiding in mine. When my mouth is taken by his, I forget my well-thought-out plan to make excuses and get away from him. I melt against his chest as he deepens the kiss.Like all our kisses, this one makes my body warm, and I feel butterflies in my stomach.

But Carmine keeps pushing, making the kiss hotter and more intense. His tongue probes my mouth and I feel my panties getting wet. I’m soon aching for him to touch me between my legs and relieve the pressure again.

I liked when he did that. I liked when he ate my pussy, too.

I know that makes me a bad virgin.

Since the jet is spacious, we’re both sitting on a couch along the windows. Carmine changes our position, lying on top of me, then moves his lips to my throat. I know I shouldn’t because what if he wants sex? He already thinks he’s had it with me, so he won’t hesitate. Before I know what’s happening, he might shove his cock inside me.

I can’t stop myself from imagining that as he starts playing with my breasts through my T-shirt. He’s licking and sucking through the fabric and the padding of my bra, while I’m imagining him pounding me.

This feels so good.

I squirm under him, just wanting him to touch me between the legs, but I can’t ask. That’s wrong. I can’t do this. But I’m thinking about it and let out a loud moan. “Carmine…”

He presses his bulge into my stomach. “Fuck. I’m so hard for you. This fucking wedding can't come fast enough for me. Shit. I hear my name on your tongue and all I want is to fuck you. I need to fuck you. I need you to get on your needs and suck this cock. Then I’ll spread you open and thrust—”

“D-don’t!” I call out. Finally finding my voice. A floodgate of emotions starts rushing in, and I can’t take it. Without warning, I push Carmine off me and run to the restroom. I slam the door and start crying.

This is too hard. I can’t do this. How am I going to survive this trip? I’m going to fail, lose my virginity, then father will kill me, or my future husband Mariano Satta will when he finds out I’m not a virgin. I cover my face with my hands and sob.

CHAPTER 21 — MAKE ME UNDERSTAND

Carmine

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