She moans my name again when I swirl my tongue around her clit, showing her just how sensitive she is. Once her hips jerk and her legs stiffen, I’m pulling away before her orgasm can wash over her.

No until my cock is inside. I need to feel her velvet walls twitching around me, squeezing me for all I’m worth.

Drinking her in while she’s this wound up is my weakness, leaving me feeling like I could ruin my pants if I’m not careful enough.

Listening to her whine as I pull away, I move quickly. Shoving my pants down to free my cock, I swipe my fingers against her pussy to collect some of her juices against my skin.

“Tommy,please…” Her body squirms against the sheets, looking fucking mesmerizing while she does it.

I drag my hand away, ignoring her whimper, and grip my cock, stroking once, twice, slick with how badly she wants me. Her eyes fly open, dark and desperate, just as I notch myself against her.

“Look at me,” I growl.

And then I push inside.

She shakes, a broken moan tearing from her throat as her body clutches at me, wet and tight and perfect. I don’t give her a second to adjust—I sink deep, burying myself to the hilt, and her climax crashes into her the second I’m fully seated. Her walls flutter around me, pulsing, and I groan, fucking her through it, my thrusts turning rough, erratic.

“Come—fuck—come with me,” she sobs, dragging me down into a kiss that’s all teeth and shared breath.

I lose it. My hips slam into her, rough enough to make the world tilt, and then I’m coming harder than I ever have, spilling inside her with a groan.

We’re left panting as we collect ourselves, and I’m relishing in the fact that Valeria is the woman for me. It’s her or no one. Lucky for me, I have no intention of letting her go.

19

Valeria

When I wake up, a part of me wonders if the entirety of the last ten hours have been part of a dream, or if it all has really happened.

Did Tommy really go to Santino and ask to be able to leave everything behind forme?

Did he really say that he loves me?

I’m sure of it. After losing count of how many times he’d whispered it into my ear the night before, I’m sure of it. He shares the same love I feel for him.

Finding his arm locked around me, there’s little to no wiggle room. Even when I try to break free, his response is to tighten his hold even more. He’s learned his lesson about letting me go while in bed.

“We have to face today,” I murmur against his chest. Turning my head, I rest my cheek against the wall of muscle and sigh. If I’m not careful enough, I’ll close my eyes and doze right back off into another dream. “If you really meant what you said to my brother.”

His body vibrates with a grunt. “I meant every word.”

I make a sound only compared to a purr as he sinks his fingers into my hair to tilt my head back so he can try to kiss me.

“I’ve got morning breath,” I mutter before he can make contact.

He kisses me anyway, groaning in the back of his throat like he’s never had something so delicious before.

I lose count of how many times our mouths meet before he’s the one with the strength to leave the bed. Leading us to the shower to clean up after last night’s mess, it feels like an eternity before we’re ready to take on the day.

Even though I’m sure I’ll regret it, we eat breakfast because Tommy insists. I’m sure telling my family I want to leave, taking one of their beloved members with me, is going to leave me with an upset stomach.

Once we’re finished, he doesn’t have patience for Santino to make up his mind on his request. Instead, he hunts both of my brothers down and even my mother.

By the time we’re all together, I’m the only one squirming where I stand. We’ve made it out to the most popular place on this estate, or at least, in one area that shouldn’t lead to an altercation. The garden.

A part of me on the inside hopes the view of pretty flowers will help soften the blow.

Tommy lingers close behind me, the warmth of his chest soaking into my back. Already knowing what I’m going to say, he seems stiff. That poker face of his is impressive.