Page 118 of Sins of the Son

We were both breathless when we broke free. I licked my lips as I stared at his mouth and then up into his stormy, dark eyes. “What happened to letting me go?”

His thumb caressed my jaw as his gaze wandered over my face, as if memorizing every detail. “I remembered what an arrogant, possessive, selfish bastard I am.”

I grasped his hips. “Well, don’t expect an argument from me on that point.”

He rested his forehead against mine. “I can’t do it, baby. I can’t let you go. It would be like tearing off a limb, but fuck… I don’t want to put you in danger.”

I slid my hands up over his chest to wrap my arms around his neck. “If there is one lesson I’ve learned through this whole mess, it's that we are not to blame for the actions and choices of others. I’m not to blame for the choices my mother made, any more than you are for Renata's actions. The real mistake would be allowing their choices to affect ours. I don’t want to give them that kind of power over our lives.”

He tilted my chin up and looked down at me. “What did I do to deserve to be loved by such an amazingly intelligent and beautiful woman as you?”

I quirked my lips. For the barest of seconds, I thought about giving him a teasing retort, but decided to be honest. “You saw me. When others saw my mother’s reputation or what I wanted them to see, you saw…me.”

His mouth fell on mine again. As we kissed, he stripped us out of our clothes and lifted me into the tub, following me in. We sunk down into the silky, soapy water with me straddling his hips.

His hands cupped my ass as his cock pressed against my inner thigh.

My head fell back as he kissed my neck. “Fuck, baby. I need you so goddamn bad, but I don’t want to hurt you. Your body’s been through so much.”

I reached between us and grasped his cock. I leaned up and positioned him at my entrance. Capturing his gaze, I slowly lowered myself onto his shaft. Cesare threw his head back and groaned as his fingers tightened on my hips.

Bouncing me on top of his cock, he pulled one of my nipples deep inside of his mouth.

I rested my hands on his shoulders as I rocked my hips back and forth. “Oh, God! Yes!”

He reached over and turned the silver knob.

It rained down on us.

Cesare leaned up, wrapped his arms around me and held me close as he thrust his hips up harder and faster. Water sloshed over the edge of the tub in soapy waves as the water continued to pour down on us.

We climaxed together under the stars, in the rain, surrounded by an ethereal, silky cloud of soap bubbles.

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Afterward, I rested my head on his shoulder, clasped in his arms, his semi-hard cock still inside of me.

Cesare shut off the rain shower and stretched his arm out to a small bamboo table near the tub. “I have something for you.”

I knelt up and sat back.

He held out a flat, black velvet case. “Milana Fiorella Carbone, I can say, honestly and truly, you are the only woman I have ever loved. I cannot imagine sharing my life with anyone else. Would you do me the very great honor of becoming my wife?”

The moment he opened the case, my mouth dropped open. “My necklace!”

Nestled inside the black velvet was my beloved Gemini charm necklace.

Cesare pulled out the necklace and set the box aside.

I lifted my wet hair as he wrapped his arms around my neck to secure it. “I realized you must have lost it on the train, so I had the conductor search for it. It’s the original charm, but I had it re-plated in 24 karat gold and replaced the three star crystals with genuine diamonds.”

I caressed the charm. “I love it!”

I stroked the inner curve of her breast near where the charm laid. “It may take me a few tries, but I’m learning. I knew better than to replace it outright, or to pick out an engagement ring without your input,” he said with a wink.

As I shifted forward, intent on kissing him, Cesare pulled back. “Wait, you haven’t given me an answer to my proposal yet.”

CHAPTER 42

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