Page 38 of Delivered in White

Chapter 12

Cipriana

After I mouthwash out a hot load from a hot man, I stare at myself in the mirror.

Well, that didn’t quite go as planned.

I wanted to tease Trino and show him how sexy I could be since he’s forcing me to act like a freakin’ stripper.

Now look!

My God, that orgasm wasincrediblethough. It’s like my body was holding out for twenty-five years to find a sinner.

Dammit. I just sucked off a mobster.

I grimace looking at my reflection, then nearly swoon when rehashing his forceful sexual energy. Like a king. A confident, giving king.

There’s a little bit of room to be proud, I guess. I didn’t fuck him. That’s a small win. Jacky would’ve folded into a pretzel as soon as she glimpsed that monster he has hiding in his pants. Yeah… I did okay given the circumstances. I’ve learned from my past relationships not to give it up too soon. The sex was always fruitless for me, and add insult to injury, pretty much every guy changed their behavior afterward. Distant, crass. I don’t care that he’s my husband… I’m not making the situation worse than it has to be.

Enough of your woes, Capri. Just get through the night…

“Capri, let’s go. We’re eating in the car,”Trino calls from downstairs, his grumpy tone resuming like nothing transpired between us.

Boo. I thought it’d be different now.

Story of my life.

I adjust my breasts in the mirror and drape the chic covering he gave me over my shoulders. It’s black and see-through enough for my hot pink lace to peek through. The outfit is tantalizing. I’ll give credit where it’s due. Anyone would look like a goddess in it. Or a slut, depending on your perspective.

The thought makes me huff. How the hell am I supposed to survive this?Me, on stage? A different kind of dissertation, that’s for sure. At least no one would recognize me with this makeup and hair. I look like a different person.

Flashes of Trino’s naked body makes me perspire. His deep V lines leading to his penis…wow. The skull tattoos inked from the seventh layer of hell. HisOface. It’s like I just sucked off a demon. A hot, bad boy, demon.

“Capri,”he growls.“How long does it take to get fuckin’ ready?”

“Coming, Daddy!” I taunt him in the most sarcastic way possible. Does it make me nuts that my thighs tingle whenever I call him that though? Oof, my secret freakiness runs deep I’m afraid.

Welp. I’m ready to face the awkwardness. To staying alive, I guess.

My sexy covering sways as I walk down the steps. Yeah, I see you staring, Trino. He’s like a dog with a bone.

“Finally. It’s like waiting for Congress to pass a bill with you.” Trino grabs the keys and our food.

“You know what Congress is?” I put my hand to my chest in mock shock.

“Says the stripper,” he growls, and we both smirk.

As we stroll to the car – my clear heelsclackingall the way – nerves start to tickle my belly. I’m supposed to meet his whole crew half naked, pretending to be someone I’m not? Kind of a bummer, considering he’s supposed to be my husband tomorrow and all.

I glance at him as we drop into our seats. It’s like he’s a different person every time I look at him. Rabid animal to stoic protector, to moody bitch.

“If you spill one fucking drop of sauce on the new leather—”

“My God,okayMussolini.Relax.” I frown and take a careful twist of spaghetti into my mouth. I’m scared to eat too much because of nerves, but I need something if I’m going to be up all night.

“Wait, how long is my shift?” I ask, only to be ignored. Oh,nowhe’s far away in thought? “Earth to Trino.Weeo, weeo,”I make siren noises to be a little extra.

“Yo, cut it. I’m trying to keep all of tonight’s plans moving in my head. I’m not used to having a plus-one around.”

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