Page 14 of His to Honor

My eyes narrow as a red haze dulls my vision. “What did that bastard to do you?”

If he hurt her, I’ll dig up his bloated corpse and cut his fucking heart out.

“Nothing.” Giulia shakes her head as if she can’t quite believe what she’s telling me. “Johnny didn’t do a thing, but that’s not the point. Everyone expected him to be an asshole to me.Youexpected him to be an asshole to me, but you did nothing to save me from having to marry him.”

“What was I supposed to do?”

Giulia knows how things work in our world. Her father made the arrangement with Lombardi. They went to Antonio and got his approval for the match. There was nothing I could have doneto change things. If anyone deserves to be the focus of Giulia’s anger, it’s her father. He’s the one who was willing to sell his only daughter off to a notorious pig of a man. But clearly, she thinks I hold some of the blame.

“You hoped I’d ask my brother not to give his consent to the marriage?”

“Hisconsent?” Giulia lets out an inelegant snort. “What a fucked-up world.”

I reach out and wipe away the stray tear running down her cheek. “It’s the world we live in, sweetheart.”

“Yeah, I know.” She leans back against the wall. “I wish it wasn’t.”

“If it’s any consolation, when I heard you and Johnny were to marry, I warned him I’d be watching his every move. I told him I’d kill him if he hurt you.”

“You did?”

How can she sound so surprised by that? “Of course I did.”

As she looks up at me with so much emotion in her pretty brown eyes, a wave of protectiveness sweeps over me. Any desire to punish her disappears, to be replaced by an overwhelming urge to claim this woman. I need to bind her to me and make sure our world never hurts her again.

Curving a hand around her cheek, I dip my head and kiss her. Immediately, Giulia’s hands come up to my chest. She tries to push me away, but I don’t let her. I grab her wrists and pin her hands over her head. A gasp parts her lips and I take advantage, slipping my tongue into her mouth to taste her sweetness.

At first, Giulia doesn’t respond. I might as well be kissing a blow-up doll. Then she softens, her body sagging against mine. She kisses me back, pouring as much desire into it as I am. This feels incredibly right. Lust fires through my veins and all sense of reason flees.

Now that I have her participation, I release her hands. Giulia winds an arm around my neck, holding me close as my hand slips between her legs. She presses herself eagerly against my palm. Finding her soaked with arousal brings me to my knees. Literally. I drop to the floor and tug her panties down around her ankles. Then I bury my face between her legs. Her scent is intoxicating.

I lick along the full length of her pussy before giving special attention to her clit. The tiny bud pulses as I wrap my lips around it and suck gently.

“Matty!” Last night when Giulia called me by that familiar name, it was as if she’d doused me in ice water. Now, it’s more like she’s poured oil on the flames. Something inside me breaks and I struggle for control as I lap at her gloriously wet pink flesh. Her whimpers and moans spur me on. I nip her clit gently with my teeth.

“Too much!” Giulia’s fingers grab at my hair, and she tries to pull me away.

Too much?It’s nowhere near enough. I shove two fingers into her tight channel and slowly draw them back and forth.

“Matty!” Giulia shrieks as her body shakes. Fuck, that was fast. I barely had to work for that orgasm. She’s incredibly responsive.

Still trembling, she kicks off her shoes and shimmies out of her pants. As I get to my feet, she grabs my hand and leads me acrossthe room to the long leather sofa that sits adjacent to the desk. Her assertiveness as she lies back on the sofa, pulling me down between her spread legs, is both startling and thrilling at the same time.

“Fuck me, Matteo!”

There’s a note of command in her voice that makes me want to flip her over and hold her down while I show her who’s boss, but I can’t just shove my cock into her. I don’t know how experienced Giulia is, if she’s still a virgin.

As far as I know, she was untouched when she married Johnny, but a lot may have happened between then and now. Once she gained her freedom, she might have fucked a dozen men. I hope that’s not the case. Am I an asshole for wanting to be her first?

“Stop thinking!” She fumbles with the fastening of my pants. As my cock springs free, she wraps her hand around it and pumps up and down twice. Her movement is controlled, deliberate. “I want you inside me.”

She confidently guides my cock to her entrance. Perhaps she has done this before. I push an inch inside her before common sense pokes a hole in the sexual fog enveloping us, and I pause. Does she really know what she’s doing? As much as I want to fuck her, I can’t risk her regretting this later. “Giulia?”

“Now, Matty, please. I want this.”

I shove my cock all the way into her, meeting some resistance. It’s not enough to make me think this is her first time. Giulia exhales sharply as I pump my hips.

“Fuck, Giulia, you’re so tight.”

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