Page 31 of Vincenzo's Promise
“This is the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me.” The short silk robe she wore gave me the perfect view of her lovely, thick thighs when she sat. “It’s beautiful.”
“So, do you like my surprise?” I walked around the table to stand in front of her. “Well, I have one more.”
When she began to shake her head and protest, I reached inside my pocket, got down on a single knee, and opened the black velvet box.
She inhaled sharply and covered her mouth.
“I know that this entire marriage thing has thrown your life into a tailspin,” I said. “But spending time getting to know you has been one of the best experiences of my life. Bella, I can say that there is definitely something more between us than a marriage of convenience. And I can admit I want something more between us. While we don’t love each other right now, in time, I believe that could change. In time, I hope itwillchange, and I’m willing to put in the effort to make this a marriage we both want. So, would you please do me the honor of becoming Mrs. De Maio so we can grow old in love and happiness, together?”
“Oh my God, Zo!” She bounced in her seat. “Are you serious?”
“I am. I’ve been an idiot, Bella. I know we didn’t start this thing off right, but I hope from this day forward, we give each other the chance to love one another and live our lives together as husband and wife in every sense of the word.”
“Yes.” She nodded enthusiastically, reaching her hand out to me. “Yes, I will marry you!”
I slid the custom five carat princess-cut diamond set in platinum onto her finger. She held it up, gazing at it as the light reflected off the diamond.
“Do you like it?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly. She didn’t answer, so I continued, feeling a little uncertain with my choice. “If you don’t, I can get whatever you want made.”
Never in my entire life had I ever wanted a woman to love a gift I’d given them. Most of the time, it was a gift to appease her and get her out of my hair—if only for one night. Bella was different. I wanted her to love this ring and this moment. I’d had it custom-made specifically with her in mind, and although it cost me an exorbitant amount of money, it was worth it if she loved it.
A smile slowly lifted at the corner of her mouth.
I stood, and she jumped into my arms. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and she squeezed me tighter.
“It’s absolutely lovely.” She pulled back, hands grasping my face. “This is amazing, Zo. You’re amazing. Now, can I show you my appreciation?”
“And how do you plan on doing that?”
Without looking away, she stepped completely out of my embrace, moving a few steps away. I lifted my brow while she slowly untied the robe she wore, letting it fall from her shoulders until it pooled around her bare feet.
Oh shit!
I wasn’t expecting this tonight, despite the heated make out session inside the car on the way to the airport, but I sure wouldn’t walk away from it. I’d been longing to be inside Isabella since I’d first laid eyes on her.
I began unbuttoning my dress shirt, starting with the sleeves as I stalked towards the glorious woman standing bare before me. I dropped the dress shirt to the deck and removed my slacks and boxers. My hardened cock sprung forward while my eyes perused her curvy frame—soft curves I couldn’t wait to sink into. Her body was unlike anything I’d ever seen.
Her ebony skin glimmered under the moonlight and the flames of the torches. She removed the pins holding up her long, thick, luxurious curls, and they fell around her shoulders and down her back, almost causing me to come right there.
Bella was every man’s wet dream. Curves for days, flawless skin, and long, shapely legs I often imagined wrapped around my waist while I thrusted into her mercilessly as she begged me for her release. Isabella Lombardo was every man’s desire, but she was all mine from this day forward. No one would come between us.
“Are you sure?” I cupped her breasts and brushed my thumbs across her hardened nipples. She moaned and her eyes fluttered, her plump lip pulled between her teeth. “Are you sure, Bella?” I nipped at her chin. “Are you sure you’re ready for this because there’s no turning back after I fuck you. You will be me mine in every sense of the word.”
Her eyes opened, and they told me everything I needed to know. She wanted this just as much as I did, but I wanted to hear her say it.
She cupped my face, and I couldn’t help but lean into her touch. “Yes,” she whispered. She rose onto the tips of her toes and brushed her lips against mine. “I want you to fuck me, Zo. Make me yours.”
I’d never been so consumed with wanting to be inside a woman in my entire life. All I could think about was sinking my cock between her warm, wet thighs. I tightly gripped her hair, tilting her head back to look into her eyes full of lust and want.
“Fuck me,” she demanded.
My mouth covered hers hungrily, and her last words were smothered on my lips. I grasped her ass, my fingers digging into her delectable flesh, and lifted her so she could wrap those beautiful long legs around my waist. Her soft curves molded to the contours of my hard body as I brought her to the hot tub. Carefully, I stepped in while continuing to hold her against my body as we sunk down into the steamy, bubbling water.
I swiftly entered her tight channel without warning. I knew I should’ve remained still so she could adjust to me, but I couldn’t. I was a selfish bastard; I wanted her now. I’d ask for her forgiveness later.
She buried her face against my throat, and we both groaned as her arousal coated my cock. The sensation of feeling her skin-to-skin was like nothing I had ever experienced before. She was tight, wet, and warm, and it would be embarrassing, but I wouldn’t last long this first time around.
We have all night.
