Page 69 of His Vow
“Bend over,” he growls, and I do, bracing myself with my hands on the low brick wall.
A thrust of his hips, and his cock fills me, stretching me wide. His hands on my hips holding me steady and upright. The slap of skin against skin as our bodies come together, hard and rough, filling the air. It’s a delicious fullness that fires my body with a passion that burns hot. I glance over my shoulder. Golden light from the sunset highlights his clenched jaw, sharp features, and heated gaze. His mouth captures mine.
My pulse spikes again with each swipe of his tongue across my bottom lip.
“I fucking love you so much, Luce.” His heavy breathing as he pumps into me makes his voice husky.
“Oh fuck. I don’t think I can hold on.” The hand on my hip winds around me to rub my clit.
And I’m instantly back to reaching for another orgasm. “Ant! Antonio! Don’t stop,” I beg, and he doesn’t. Our gasps loud and in sync as our hips find a matching rhythm.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he roars, drowning out my own shouts of release. A shower of stars bursts out behind my eyelids, and they’re brighter than any I’ll see in the sky tonight.
Antonio peppers kisses across my shoulders as my heart rate slowly returns to normal. With the orgasm still pulsing throughmy body, he slides out, then bends to pull my leggings back up before tucking himself back into his jeans.
I turn within his protective embrace. “You do realize we still haven’t talked properly yet.”
“Priorities, sweetheart,” he says with a tap on my nose. “And you did see an amazing sunset.”
“The most spectacular sunset. I even saw stars.”
He chuckles. “I’ll bring you a galaxy of stars anytime you want.”
“I’m sure you will. But please, can you stop with the distractions long enough to talk to me more about what’s happened. Is your company going to be okay?”
All the laughter leaves his eyes as he leads me over to the sun lounger and we settle onto it. Then, with my body curled against his side and his arm protectively around my shoulders, he gives me all the lurid details Nico discovered about Bruno’s secret life.
“None of it surprises me,” I say when he’s finished, and I snuggle closer. “Bruno was a nasty bully as a child, expecting everyone to dance to his tune. But that first summer when you and your brothers came, he was knocked off his self-appointed-leader pedestal by Gio. I saw the hatred in his eyes when he looked at you both.” A shiver runs up my spine, and Antonio pulls down the blanket folded over the backrest and spreads it over us.
“I never really knew that about him. Well, not until he attacked you. Then I understood,” he says, tucking the blanket under my chin.
“Dante knew how evil he could be. He was terrified of him. But he got his revenge the night of our wedding party. He may have broken his nose.”
“Good, I was hoping he would deal with him.”
What if …?My body freezes. “Do you think that’s why he had you attacked? Because of Dante?”
He hooks a finger under my chin and tips my face up. “No, sweetheart. Bruno just figured out that we were getting closer to finding him out.”
“Well, I’ll feel so much better when I know the carabinierihave finally arrested him.”
“Me too,” he agrees. “Now let’s not waste any more of this evening thinking about him.”
And with a simple brush of our lips, nothing else matters but my husband’s clever fingers and tongue.
Chapter twenty-nine
Antonio
Thump!
What the fuck was that?All of my senses go on high alert from being woken up by an unfamiliar sound.
Thump!There it is again—there’s someone on the balcony. I place my fingers over Lucia’s mouth, then whisper in her ear, “Luce, don’t make a noise, but I think there’s someone on the balcony.”
Huge eyes stare back at me in the sliver of moonlight sneaking between the curtains.
“Really quietly, I need you to slide out of bed onto the floor, crawl to the bathroom, and lock the door until I come for you.”
