Page 75 of Useless Love

“Princess?”

I gasp and turn to see Carmine standing next to the bed, naked. He’s hard again and I blush. I’ve never seen him completely naked like this and it’s a lot to take in—the strong thigh muscles, tight hips, firm abs, and pecs. He’s like a God in human form and I’m breathless from his masculine beauty and confidence.

I turn away because looking at him like that is making my situation worse.

The bed dips and I feel his body heat along my back. “Fuck, are you touching yourself?”

I shake my head, feeling embarrassed. Why didn’t I just go to sleep?

He kisses my shoulder. “I’m sorry, baby. Did you need me? Are you too hot again? I know I promised I wouldn’t touch you, but I wasn’t thinking of you. You need me to…”

I shut my eyes tight as he runs a firm hand over my hip.

“If you want me to stop, just tell me,” he whispers into my ear. “Let me help you, baby. But tell me if you don’t want it because I hate seeing you regret our intimacy.”

I nod as his hands trace my hip bone to the front, dipping between my legs. I moan.

“Open your legs if you want this,” Carmine nearly growls, pressing his erection against my lower back. “I promise I won’t fuck you, but I’ll make you feel good.”

I lift my leg because I’m desperate now, needing him to satisfy my ache. He wraps my leg back around his hip, then his fingers start sliding up and down along my clit. My breathing turns ragged, shallow gasps escaping my lips as Carmine deftly flicks and teases with an expertise that has my body winding tighter and tighter. His other hand snakes around my waist, pulling me back against him, his skin hot on mine.

"You're so beautiful like this," Carmine murmurs, his voice husky. "So responsive to my touch."

His fingers increase their pressure, circling with maddening precision. When I can’t hold on anymore, I call out his name, my body shaking and quivering against his.

He kisses me as I’m coming down from the sensations, the need quenched for now. He wraps me in his strong arms pulling me tight against him. “I feel like coming again, but I'm so tired. I have a feeling that once we're married I'm not going to sleep for several weeks, because I won't be able to get enough of you.”

With that, we both drift off to sleep.

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The next morning, I wake to find Carmine still asleep. I turned to face him, admiring his strong features. How did I look out and get such a handsome man interested in me? After staring and smiling for a bit, I can’t resist reaching out to trace his lips with my finger.

His eyes flutter open, and he gazes at me softly.

I pull my hand away quickly. “Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you.”

He only smirks. “If you were a different sort of woman, I’d think you wanted to arouse me so that I would pleasure your body again.”

I blush, lowering my gaze. “I’m sorry. I really had no ulterior motives. I’ve never slept next to, or been this close to, any man's face. Curiosity got the best of me.”

I try to get up from the bed when he grabs my waist. “Don’t go.” I am pulled against his body. I now feel his morning erection poking into my butt, which causes another blush.

“Do you regret last night?”

I shake my head.

“Good. Because I loved making you feel good, baby. Whenever you need it, you just tell me, okay?”

“I’ll try.”

He kisses me. “Good girl. Now, if we don’t get out of bed soon, my cock is going to start taking over and thinking for me. And I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

“Thank you,” I whisper, and my heart flutters. He’s grown so caring toward me. If I can’t marry him, I don’t know how I’ll survive. Or stop my sister from hurting him. But I have to stop her—I love Carmine.

I start to get teary, so I quickly get out of bed and head to the shower. When I get out, wrapped in a robe, Carmine is dressing quickly. He doesn't even have a tie on yet, but he's pulling on his shoes looking ready to leave.

I cling to my robe and ask him, “Is everything okay?”

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