Page 7 of The DeLuca Crime Family: Vol. 1

“Baby,” I whispered between kisses. “Tell me something.”

Un-melding our mouths, I watched her expression as I asked, “Are you a virgin?”

Her cheeks tinged pink and she looked down, refusing to meet my eyes. I loved seeing that flush on her skin. It was sexy as hell. But I wanted her to know there was nothing to be embarrassed about. I put a finger under her chin and lifted her gaze to meet mine, smiling gently.

“I want you either way,mia dolce.But if you’re untouched, it would be the greatest gift you could give me, until you’re round with my baby.”

Gianna looked shell shocked at my words for a moment, but then her whole face lit up like the sun. She looked amazing, and it took all of my control to remain still and finish our conversation.

“Yes,” she answered shyly.

A rush of possessiveness washed over me and I growled as I took her lips once again. I began to kiss my way down to thewide collar of her shirt and tugged it down easily, revealing her lacy, yellow bra. It seemed a reflection of her innocence and for a split-second, doubt entered my mind, wondering if it would be ruined by the truth of who I was.

The beautiful sight before me swept the worry away as fast as it had come. I hungrily looked my fill at her full tits, almost too big for the bra. Sliding my hands up her torso and over to her chest, I covered them with my palms. Then, moving them southward, I dragged the cups down with them and her pink nipples appeared, puckered and ready for my mouth. Bending my knees slightly, I put myself at eye level with those delicious peaks and licked around one before sucking it into my mouth.

Gianna moaned and melted into me, her hands delving into my hair and holding my head at her breast. I nipped and sucked until she was wiggling restlessly, her knees squeezing just above my hips. After giving her other nipple the same attention, I placed a tiny kiss on each tip and started to move southward once again, ending on my knees before her.

It wasn’t time to take her yet, but I needed a taste to hold me over. I was without patience, so I gripped the fabric on either side of the seam covering her pussy and yanked until it came apart with a loud rip. Gianna made a small sound of surprise, but didn’t protest. My mouth watered at the sight of her matching yellow panties.

Sliding the lace aside, I grunted at the glistening lips of her pussy. “Look how wet you are, baby. I bet you taste like heaven.”

She mewled and her legs instinctively widened, bringing a smirk to my face. My girl was begging for it, and I wasn’t going to disappoint her. Leaning in, I took a long, slow lick, lapping at her juices, satisfied when she became even wetter and a loud moan slipped out.

I looked up to find her watching me intently, ratcheting up my desire. “Put your palms behind you and lean back,mia dolce. Open these gorgeous legs wide for me.”

She did as she was told and it bared her neatly trimmed pussy even more.

Using my palms, I pushed her legs even wider, moving in closer and using my broad shoulders to keep her open to me. With my thumbs, I parted her lips and all the blood in my body rushed to my cock. It began to pulse, each beat a threat that I could come at any moment. I closed my eyes and did my best to calm down. Re-opening them, I put my face into the apex of her thighs and inhaled deeply. She smelled like sugar, as sweet as she tasted.

I dove in and ate at her, a mix of shallow and deep licks, nibbles, and thrusting my tongue inside her. Within minutes, she was crying out, her body tensed and humming with energy. A glance up at her face and the confusion there, a little fear among the acute look of pleasure, reminded me to tread carefully. This was all new to her.

I placed a soft kiss on her inner thigh and blew lightly on her drenched sex. “Don’t be afraid,mia dolce. Just let it happen. This is only the beginning of the pleasure I’ll show you.” I eased a finger inside her, groaning at the tightness there. When I felt resistance, I stopped, a growl ripping from me as I imagine plunging through it with my cock and making her fully mine. “I can’t wait to pop this sweet cherry, to thrust so deep in you, we’ll be one, and to spill myself inside you unprotected.”

Gianna was lost to me by that point—her head thrown back, cries of passion falling from her lips each time I pushed back in. Her little bud was pink and hard, indicating how close she was. Returning my mouth to her heat, I sucked her clit hard, and then bit down as my finger, once again, disappeared into her pussy.

She screamed and her body began to shudder uncontrollably. I used my other hand to continue working her clit as I sat back so I could watch her come. It was sexy as fuck, and for the first time since I’d been a teenager, I exploded in my pants, my orgasm ripping through me as I watched my woman, knowing every shiver, every moan, it was all because of me.

Chapter Five

ANNA

Waking up on Sunday morning, I was determined to start off on a more professional footing than I’d spent the day prior. Not that it would be difficult since I’d ended it with my boss’s mouth all over my body, and his fingers inside me while I experienced the first orgasm someone else had given me. After he’d ripped my yoga pants and one of my favorite pairs of panties, it was a major understatement to say my first day as Sophia’s nanny didn’t go at all how I’d expected.

Secretly fantasized about for days? Maybe.

But expected? Not in the least.

I hadn’t spent any time with Sophia except to say hello and get a quick hug before she disappeared upstairs to herNonna’sapartment for the day. And night. Nic had prowled around all day like a large, wild animal, practically growling at the men he’d hired to help me move. He exuded a raw, primal masculinity which was impossible to ignore. Every time I looked at him, his eyes were on me. His attention was intense—fierce. I knew I shouldn’t let anything happen between us, but then he’d stalked into my room and all my good intentions flew out the window.

I’d never had such a strong physical reaction to a guy. It’s why I wasn’t just a virgin, I was completely untouched. There had been cute boys in high school, and a couple attractive guys in college who had asked me out. But none of them had the same energy as Nic. He was beautiful. Savage. Completely unashamed of his attraction to me. And he totally threw me off balance every time I was near him. But today was a new day, and I was going to do my best to forget what it was like to have his lips on my nipples and clit, the feel of his soft whiskers on my thighs. His finger inside me.

Darn it!Shaking my head to clear the sensual fog Nic was able to wrap around me by mere thoughts of him, I hurriedly dressed, getting ready to start my day. Pulling out a dress, I longingly looked at a pair of jeans. After Nic’s destruction of my yoga pants yesterday, a dress probably wasn’t the wisest choice of clothes because it would give him easier access to my body. We were starting the morning off with church, though, and I couldn’t bring myself to wear something so inappropriate.

Glancing at the clock, I noted how early it was, brushed my hair, pulled it back into a low ponytail, and swiped some gloss on my lips. I wanted to beat Nic and Sophia into the kitchen, to start this morning off on the right foot by making them breakfast. Checking my reflection in the mirror above my dresser, I nodded in satisfaction before heading out the door. I closed it quietly behind me and crept past Nic’s room on tiptoes. I didn’t hear any sounds from behind his door, but I didn’t trust him not to have an internal radar which told him I was awake and out of my room. Or to be a light enough sleeper to hear me moving around in my room, since we shared a wall. Yeah, he’d put me in the room next to his. I found it only slightly less shocking than the way he’d made me come. Nic DeLuca was going to be a handful.

I arrived in the kitchen without incident and puttered around until I found all of the ingredients and tools to make Frenchtoast. I hummed quietly, lost in the comfort of something I enjoyed and was good at. I didn’t even notice Nic enter the room until his arms slipped around my waist, causing me to yelp with surprise.

“Morning,bellissima,” he rasped, his breath warming my ear. His voice sent shivers down my spine. It was lethal, and completely unfair that a guy who had his looks also sounded so sexy. The sound of him speaking in Italian was enough to make my panties wet.

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