Page 28 of The Bodyguard's Vow

Before I could follow her to the bedroom, Gabriella came through the door and calmly walked across the room and into the kitchen. I waited to see what she would say until it became obvious she was ignoring me.

“Quit sulking,sole mio,” I grunted.

As expected, her head whipped up, and she glared at me, but her outrage simmered and died when she clocked the expression on my face.

I prowled over to the kitchen, my eyes locked on her. She backed up a few steps until she hit the counter and found herself trapped when I crowded her against it. “Let’s talk about your little outburst from earlier,mia peperina tutta fuoco.”

Gabriella lifted her chin stubbornly, but I saw the spark of heat in her eyes that seemed to come out whenever I spoke to her in deep, intense tones.

“Are you referring to when my brother and my man were talking about who I’m allowed to be with right in front of me? As if they had any say in?—”

Her words ended in a little yelp when I grasped her waist and lifted her. I set her sexy little ass on the granite marble top, then wedged myself between her legs. “Let’s try this again,sole mio. Who do you belong to?”

She chewed on her lip as she contemplated her answer, probably wondering just how far to push before making her point got her a cherry red ass.

“You’re dangerously close to earning another spanking,sole mio. Now answer the question.”

“You,” she sighed as she traced the line of hair from my navel to the edge of the towel with her nail.

She smirked when my dick jumped, and a shiver raced down my spine. “Fuoco, sole mio,” I warned. “You’re playing with fire.”

She bit her bottom lip, and I used my thumb to pull it free, then nibbled on the plump flesh with my teeth.

“To be clear,” I growled, “I will absolutely tell you who to be with. You made your choice when you let me pop your cherry with the taste of your pussy on my tongue.”

Her breathing picked up as I dragged my mouth along her jaw, up to her ear.

“You’re mine,” I murmured before licking the shell, then burying my face in her hair to hide my smirk when I felt her shiver this time.

My hands rested on her hips, and I gave them a gentle squeeze before I slid my palms up her stomach to cup her incredible tits.

“Say it,sole mio,” I rumbled as I kneaded them, my thumbs brushing lightly across the hard peaks. She gasped, and I took her mouth in a deep kiss before demanding once again, “Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Mico,” she panted. “All yours.”

One of my hands made its way down to her center and cupped her pussy. “Altroché,” I rasped, smacking her ass hard.

I palmed both cheeks and dragged her forward until her pussy was pressed against my hard cock. With only a towel and her little panties between us, the heat from her sex sent a flash fire all over my body.

She moaned and placed her hands on my sides, but then her fingers dug into my flesh as she leaned back and stared up at me.

“And you’re mine,” she stated, her tone filled with steel, every bit a DeLuca. My badass Mafia princess.

“There will never be anyone else for me,sole mio,” I murmured, grinding my hardness into her and placing hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses along her jaw and down her neck.

She tried to scoot even closer, but I held her just far enough back to continue teasing her with a taste of what was yet to come.

“Why are you torturing me?” she groaned, digging in her nails so deep that I winced.

Fuck, that’s hot.

I chuckled darkly. “You want me,sole?”

“Maybe.” I scowled, and she smirked, her brown eyes twinkling merrily. “I guess you’ll do.”

Oh, sweet little sun, two can play this game.

“Well, don’t settle on my account. I’ll just—” I let go of her and took a step back, but her legs immediately wrapped around my waist.

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