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Eight

Rina

There was no way in hell I was going to sleep. I lay there staring up at the slanted ceiling in Sofia’s bedroom, wondering how long it would be until Arlo got back. Every part of me wanted to go wait in my bed for him, but I didn’t want my sisters or mother to know about us yet. I was pretty sure Sofia suspected something was going on. She hadn’t asked me. I was a private person who didn’t open up unless I was ready.

I made myself a promise not to get upset about the fact he had to go deal with the aftermath of those men ambushing us on our date. I wasn’t exactly upset about it. It was just frustrating to have our time together interrupted. His insistence on being a gentleman towards me was making me even crazier. I already knew he respected me and didn’t want to rush things, but I’d wanted this man since forever. I couldn’t wait any longer. A woman had needs and mine made themselves known every time he was near me. If I didn’t get his hands on my body and his cock inside me soon, I would lose my shit.

It had already been an age since I’d been with a man in the first place. Now I had my ultimate fantasy man in the flesh telling me I was his. Could anyone blame me for wanting him between my legs? I didn’t know how long this would last or whether we would work. There was no way I was going to let the opportunity to know what it was like to be fucked by Arlo pass me by. If everything went wrong, at least I would have that memory. I could savour it.

My ears pricked up at the sound of footsteps in the hallway downstairs. As I was in the attic bedroom, I couldn’t hear the front door, but I was pretty sure that was Arlo. I looked over at Sofia. She was fast asleep in her bed. I crept out of mine, picking up my glasses on the way. Even if Arlo was too tired to do anything, I wanted to be near him. To fall asleep next to him. It would make me feel more at ease.

My feet were silent as I made my way down the stairs to the first floor. It was only a short distance to my bedroom. The light was on. I scurried across the hallway, dashed in, and shut the door behind me, leaning up against it. Arlo was in the middle of taking his t-shirt off, his back muscles flexing with the movement. He turned as he lowered his arms, dropped the t-shirt on the bench of my reading nook, and met my eyes. I was too busy staring at his bare chest to notice his expression.

“Rina? I didn’t think you’d still be awake.”

I had no idea what the time was. I didn’t care either. All I could think about was the fact this man was half-naked in front of me. My feet were moving before my brain caught up. I reached for him, my hands wrapping around his shoulders as I went up on my tiptoes to kiss him. Arlo didn’t hesitate to curl his arms around me, something I could only be glad about. I couldn’t take it if he pumped the brakes again.

He let me kiss him for a minute before he pulled back. It was then I noticed how tired he looked. Immediately, I felt guilty for coming down and kissing him the way I had. For wanting him so much, it hurt.

“Were you waiting for me?”

I nodded, completely unable to voice my thoughts out loud. He reached up and stroked my hair back before plucking my glasses off my face. Then he was backing me up towards the bed. He set my glasses down on my desk. I was pressed up against the ladder the next moment, his eyes intent on mine.

“What do you need?” he whispered, leaning closer until our noses touched.

My throat was all constricted, so I raised my hand and pointed a finger at his chest.

“Me? You need me?”

My head bobbed as my teeth dug into my bottom lip. Arlo’s eyes went to it. His pupils dilated. He took one of my hands and pinned it to the bed frame above my head.

“Mia cara,non sarò gentile.”

Did he not know I had no interest in gentle lovemaking? I’d had that before, and while it had been good, it wasn’t what I craved. It was part of why I was so attracted to Arlo. There was this dark undertone to him. Like he would kill a man for looking at him the wrong way. Something about that unhinged nature made me weak at the knees.

To reassure him it was okay, I dug my free hand into his hair and dragged my nails across his scalp. In response, he ran his free hand down my side, watching me the whole time before he cupped me between my legs over my sleep shorts. I gasped at the contact, my body instinctively pressing into his. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip, then sucked it into his mouth, his teeth grazing across it.

“I spent hours torturing those two men, doing unspeakable things to them because they tried to take you from me. I’ll never let anyone have you,mia preziosa. You’re fucking mine.” He turned his head, his lips meeting my ear a moment later. “I’m going to strip you bare and make your pussy aware of who she belongs to. If you don’t want that, you only need to pinch my side and I’ll stop. Otherwise, Rina, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name.”

I’d died and gone to heaven. Not only was Arlo just about the hottest man I’d ever laid eyes on, but he was also telling me all the things I’d wished a man would say to me in bed.

He didn’t move for a long minute, then he let out a breath and kissed my neck.

“I’ll take your silence as a yes.”

The very next thing I knew, he’d pulled away from me and his hands were on my clothes, tugging them off my body. He stared at me when he’d stripped me down. His eyes took on a feral look. I shivered in anticipation of what he would do next.

“Get on the bed, Rina,” he growled.

Before I could move, he wrapped his hands around my waist and lifted me. He set me down on the bed, my legs dangling down over the ladder. I watched him step back, his hands going to his belt. I swallowed, completely mesmerised by this man undressing for me. He looked pointedly at the bed, telling me without words to obey him. I shifted back, getting onto the bed properly. The bed wasn’t so close to the ceiling that I couldn’t sit up comfortably in it.

Arlo moved over to where he was storing his clothes and bent down, fishing something out of the case. Then he stripped off his boxers, leaving him bare. I didn’t think my cheeks could get any hotter when he turned, and I saw him in all of his glory.

Well… fuck me!

I was going to come undone at the seams. Especially when he climbed the ladder and got in the bed. He set down a small foil packet next to us before he grabbed a hold of both my legs and pulled me down flat on the bed. I gripped the covers beneath me as he spread my legs, his hands banding around my thighs to hold them open.

“Bella,” he murmured, his eyes so dark with desire, I trembled from their intensity.

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