Page 92 of Sicilian Sunset

Ella is snuggled up in my arms.

I smile. This feels so right.

Cuddling isn’t my thing. Once I’m done with a girl, I leave or send her on her way.

I never linger or stick around.

I also never have slow sex. I like to fuck and fuck hard.

But Ella brings out a different side of me—one I didn’t know existed. It’s gentler, more caring. A side of me wanting to hold and caress her.

Don’t get me wrong, I want to be inside her… pretty much all the time. From the moment we met, I’ve been jerking off to fantasies of her multiple times a day. She’s been driving me crazy. Taking things slowly for her sake has nearly been killing me. She has no idea how hard it’s been not to take what’s mine.

And she’s mine. She has been from the moment I laid eyes on her.

And now I’ve finally claimed her.

She surpassed all my expectations.

How can somebody who looks so innocent have so much passion?

When I first entered her, I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

And the expression on her face… I swear I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.

But I was wrong. She took my breath away when she shattered in my arms. It’s a moment that’s now ingrained in my psyche.

I’ve rarely had sex like this… so all-consuming, intense, and earth-shattering. I want to take her bare, with no barriers between us. I’ve never fucked without a condom, and I can’t wait to have this first with her.

Ella has crushed my carefully constructed world, and now I can’t imagine my life without her. To think I didn’t even know her a week ago, and now all I want is to take care of her and see her happy.

I study her sleeping form. Her chest rises and falls rhythmically, and she looks so peaceful, a small smile gracing her lips. She’s stunning, and she’s all mine.

Despite all the problems I’m facing with Molinaro, I feel sated and content… and it’s all because of her.

She’s my shining goddess, mydea splendente.

She brightens my world like no other woman ever has. No girl ever mattered to me before. I’ve enjoyed them for a while and then moved on to the next.

If a guy tried to get too close to a girl I was fucking, I would set him straight. Not because I was jealous, but because in my position I can’t let disrespect slide.

With Ella, the idea of her with another guy makes me see red, and a new, possessive streak rears up. No other man will ever get close to her again, let alone touch her. I won’t allow it.

I play with Ella’s soft, blonde hair and bring it to my nose, inhaling deeply. It reminds me of sunshine and summer days by the sea.

For the first time in a long time, or perhaps even ever, I’m completely relaxed and happy. I hope she will always have this effect on me.

The deep sense of knowing I found HER pervades me again, bringing me peace. Papà was right. This thing with Ella feels entirely different. It goes beyond lust, beyond infatuation.

Despite the short time I’ve known her, I love her… truly, deeply love her.

Ella will be my wife and mother of my children. Wow, I’m actually looking forward to the future.

If our earlier activity is anything to go by, putting babies in her belly will be a hell of a lot of fun. I want to get started right away.

The sooner I get her pregnant, the better. The next generation of the De Marco family needs to be secured.

A son... the thought makes me smile. I want to hold him in my arms, teach him all I know.

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