"You mean, we just—"
"Allow the chemistry between us to dictate what happens next."
13
Luca
"You’d do that?" She searches my features as if she doesn’t quite believe what I said. For that matter, I can’t believe I suggested it, either. Let things take their natural course? Allow our chemistry to dictate where this relationship goes? Is that me speaking? The man who thrives on exhibitionism, who fucks any woman he wants. But then, no woman has ever hesitated at the thought of sleeping with me, either.
"You're going to marry me, aren’t you?"
She nods slowly.
"Let’s take the rest as it comes. Just remember..." I narrow my gaze on her. "It’s you who’ll have to make the next move. It’s you who’ll beg me to fuck you, and I promise you will, and when you do, I won't stop until you've orgasmed ten times in a row."
"Ten times?" She scoffs. "If you can get me off once, it’ll be a bonus."
"You doubt me?"
"Actually, it’s myself I doubt."
"Wait, what?" I sit up. "Are you saying that you’ve never climaxed during sex?"
"That’s not what I said."
"That’s what you alluded to."
"Well, it’s not true." She glances to the side, then at me again.
"Isn’t it?" I scan her features. "There’s no shame in admitting that you haven’t climaxed while being fucked."
"Shh." She glances at the walls. "I don’t exactly want that to be publicized."
"So, it’s true then?"
Her features flush. She folds her arms about her waist, and her towel inches down. "You don’t have to act so surprised. Not every woman climaxes during intercourse."
"Only those who’ve never been with the right man." I flex my fingers. "Don’t forget, I made you orgasm in the shower, and that was just with my tongue. When I fuck you—and you will ask me to fuck you—I promise I’ll bring you to fulfillment so often and for so long that you’ll be punch drunk on endorphins. I’ll give you so much pleasure that you’ll forget your own name. I’ll fuck you so hard and so thoroughly that you won’t be able to feel your own body, you won’t be able to walk, and if you do, it will be with the imprint of my cock inside your cunt. I’ll make you come with so much intensity that you’ll forget every other guy you’ve ever been with and not want to be with anyone else but me ever again."
Her shoulders rise and fall. Her lips are parted, and her cheeks so pink, if I touch them, I’m sure I’ll be seared. If I graze my fingertips over her arm, we’ll both combust. If I breathe in her direction, I’m likely to leap across the bed and tackle her into the mattress and push her legs apart and make a meal of the soft flesh between her legs, before I bury myself inside her beautiful, tight cunt.
All of which goes to show, my earlier suggestion was made in haste. I’m going to repent for it every single moment that we’re together, and even when we’re not, thoughts of her are going to crawl into my gut and urge me to throw her down and fuck her the next time I see her. Damn, why couldn’t I simply seduce her and be done with it?Because this is my chance to redeem myself in the eyes of my family.
I’ve always been the one with the chip on his shoulder. The second oldest legal heir to my father, with no prospect of ever becoming the Don. I’ve always known Michael would take over from my father, that the most I’d ever rise within theCosa Nostrawas to becomeCapo. And even that had been taken from me because I’d helped Karma, Michael’s wife, escape when he had first kidnapped her. Michael had been pissed off at me, and when he took over as Don, he gave the title ofCapoto Seb. Luckily, Seb met Elsa and decided to look beyond theCosa Nostrato pursue his dream of a media company, and that meant I could take over asCapo.A title I’m grateful to own.
I’ve caused too much angst for my family, and while I wouldn’t get married just to fulfill Nonna’s wish… I know by doing so, I’ll show Michael I’m ready to make amends and step into my role within thefamiglia.It’s the only reason I’m not turning up my charm and seducing her, but instead, allowing her to come to me, when she’s ready. And she will be. No one has withstood my magnetism for any length of time. It won’t be long before she crawls back to me and asks me to fuck her, and then… I’ll oblige her, of course, but not before she pays for making me wait.
"I’ll take it as my personal challenge." I turn over on my side, fold my arms and close my eyes. Taking a deep breath, another. And count one, two, three—
"What are you playing at?" she bursts out. "You can’t just say those words, then turn over and pretend to sleep."
"No pretending. I’m tired and want to sleep."
"Not after you threw those words at me, buster."
"Why? Did they turn you on?" I allow a smile to curl my lips. "Remember, all you have to do is say the word and—"
"No, thank you."