by LC Taylor
“Not anymore. Donny took care of the broken door, but he learned your landlord has been stealing the money renters give him. You can’t go back.”
“What?” I opened my eyes and stared at him in disbelief. “My things are there.”
“What little you left behind has been packed up and will be delivered tomorrow along with some other things I’ve picked out for you.”
“This is moving too fast...” I stood and walked toward the kitchen. “I need some time to think.”
“Well, you're in luck. I must fly to Italy tomorrow. I’ll be gone a couple of days. Stay here until I return and then we will go from there.”
Chapter 20
Massimo
“Why are you going to Italy?” Madison asked, as I followed her into the kitchen.
“My grandfather has taken ill, and I need to assist my father in the transition of taking his place.”
“Your father, the Don?”
I laughed. “Yes... the Don.”
“What happens when he stays in Italy?”
I pulled a stool out and sat down, watching her as she shuffled through the refrigerator. “I have been groomed since I was old enough to understand what my family was, to take over one day. That day has come.”
She froze, her body hidden behind the fridge door, “You're going to be over all this?” she waved her hand through the air.
“Yes. Does that frighten you?”
“I don’t really understand enough to be frightened. All I’ve ever heard about the Mafia, I learned from TV. Is it like that?”
“To an extent, yes. With less murder, though.”
She opened the cabinet, “What are you looking for?”
She blushed, “Sorry, I’m a little hungry. I was trying to find something to eat.”
“Let me call downstairs. Someone can run and get us food.”
“It’s almost eleven. I’ll be fine.”
“I won’t. I haven’t eaten today.” I pulled my cell out and called down to the bar. After telling them what I wanted, I put my phone on the charger. “Dinner will be here in an hour. How about you take a bath? It’ll be good for your muscles.”
Madison blushed. “That actually sounds divine.”
I held my hand out to her. “Here, let me help you.” Her hand fit in mine perfectly as I led her into the bathroom. “Sit.” I pointed to the lounger beside the tub. Flicking on the water, I poured in some bath salts and bubbles, then tested the temperature. “Alright, I’ll be right outside if you need me.”
I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her head. It took all my self-control to walk out of the bathroom and leave her to sink into the water. After I closed the door, I leaned against the wooden frame, before stripping off my blazer and tossing it onto the chair. My gun felt heavy on my back, so I eased it out, carefully placing it on the counter. I was about to finally relax but my phone buzzed across the room. I walked over to where it was charging and pulled it up to my ear.
“Massimo?”
“Mother... is everything alright?”
“Yes. I promised Gia I would call you when we arrived. He has gone to the hospital to be with Giuseppe.”
“How are you?”
“Tired. It was a long trip. How are your brothers and sister?” she asked, sadness lacing her tone.
“They know. We will be flying out tomorrow. Antonio isn’t taking it well. Have you talked to the twins?”
“I suspected this would be hard for him. He is such a good boy, but he’s always been more sensitive than you and Vincenzo. I worry how this will affect him when Giuseppe is no longer with us. And yes, Carmela and Celestina were here with Vitorria when I arrived.”
“I will watch over Antonio.” I heard a loud crash from the bathroom. “Mom, I need to check on someone. I’ll call you in the morning before we take off. Give Papà and grandmother my love. Tell grandfather to hang on for us.” I disconnected the call and hurried to the door.
“Madison?” I tapped on the door. “Everything alright?”
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I knocked over the shampoo, putting it back.”
“Ok. I’ll leave you be. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.”
“Actually,” she grew quiet, “can you come inside here and get the bottle. It rolled out of my reach and I don’t want to get out.”
I pressed my head to the door and took a deep breath before stepping inside. My lungs burned with desire when I saw her buried beneath a blanket of bubbles. Her arms were draped over the edge and a small hint of skin showed on her chest.
Shaking myself out of my lusty haze, I bent down and picked up the runaway bottle. “Here.” Her fingers brushed against mine, sending an electric shock through my body.
“Massimo,” she whispered, igniting the beast I was trying so hard to contain inside me.
I dropped to my knees beside her and tugged her to the edge. My hand wound through her hair as I pulled her lips against mine. She melted into me, our mouths moving in tune with each other. The water splashed out, wetting the shirt I wore.
“Madison.” I pulled away. “We need to stop.”
Nodding, she ducked her head. “I’m sorry.”
Tipping her chin up, I looked into her eyes. “Don’t be. I don’t want to push you too fast.”
“You mean you want me?”
I gripped the edge of the porcelain tub. “More than my next breath, but I need you to be sure you want that from me.” Pushing back, I stood up. “I’ll be outside. Dinner should be here any minute.”
I’d barely made it to the door when I heard the water splashing. Turning, I stared as she stood before me, letting the water trickle down her bare flesh. Bubbles were scattered across her skin, glinting against the perfection that was her body.
“What are you doing?” I was frozen, my body unable to move even though I wanted to.
“I’m sure about what I want.”
I took a step toward her. “And what do you want, Madison?”
She took a step toward me. “You... I want you.”
Just as I moved to pull her into my arms, my phone buzzed in my pocket.
“FUCK.” Jerking it out, I held her gaze as I answered. “WHAT?” I rubbed the bridge of my nose. “Ok. I’ll buzz you up. Looks like dinner is here. I’ll meet you in the living room.”
I turned and stormed out, leaving a very naked woman in my bathroom. A woman who just admitted to wanting me too.
Chapter 21
Madison
Dinner arrived at the worst possible moment. I finally resolved myself into telling him what I was feeling, and then he had to go and answer the damn call. I dried my body off and then toweled my hair. I forgot my bag once again and contemplated walking out there naked just to torture him.
Instead, I borrowed one of his button-down dress shirts and slipped it on. Rolling the sleeves up some, I gave myself a once over in the mirror and walked out. The elevator doors were closing, telling me who ever had delivered the food was already gone.
Massimo had his back to me as he was setting the food on the bar. I paused, taking in his perfect physique. His jeans sculpted his backside perfectly, making my mouth water. The shirt he had on molded against his muscles, leaving me wanting more. Glancing toward the coffee table, I noticed a gun. Of course, he would have a gun. How did I not notice it before?
“I hope you’re hungry.” He stopped dead in his tracks. “Fuck...” He dropped the fork he was holding and stalked toward me. Stopping inches from of me, he ran his fingers through my damp hair. “You’re fucking beautiful in my shirt.”
“I hope you don’t mind that I borrowed it.” I smiled, my eyes roaming over his chest.
My pussy throbbed with need, making my thighs slick with desire. I’d forgone panties, hoping to pick up where we left off. I was a virgin, but that didn’t mean I never pleasured myself. Seeing him in a tight shirt made me want to rub one off with him watching.
“Not at all, Bella.”
He ran his hand
down my cheek, then trailed his finger across my collar bone where the shirt was open. I gasped from the sensations pulsing beneath his touch.
“Keep making those noises and dinner will be forgotten.” His hand tugged my hip, pulling me against him. I could feel the desire hidden beneath his zipper, making me bite my lip.
“It can be reheated, right?”
“Fuck.”
He crashed his lips to mine. His hands gripped my sides as he plundered my mouth. His tongue flicked against mine, drawing a moan from my chest. Massimo wedged his body between my legs as he continued to ravish my mouth. Our tongues fought for dominance, the sexual tension bursting from our bodies as he backed me toward the bed.
My legs hit the edge, stopping our movement. Massimo tugged at the shirt, pulling it over my head. “God damn it.” He stepped back and drank me in. “Beautiful.” He slipped his hand between my legs and pressed his fingers into my opening. I cried out, bucking against the invasion. “Fuck, your pussy is so tight,” he hissed as my pussy clamped down on his fingers like a vice.
“Massimo,” I cried out as an orgasm washed over me. Embarrassed from the quick release, I wouldn’t look at his face.
“Madison,” he leaned down, looking me in the eyes. “Are you a virgin?”
Nodding my head, I whispered, “Yes.” I could feel my skin heat from the blush creeping up my skin as I adverted my eyes.
“Christ.” He laid me down gently, his body covering mine. “Look at me.” Glancing at him through hooded eyes, he said, “Never be embarrassed around me. I only ask because I’m going to have to get you ready to take my cock. I’m a big guy and I don’t want to hurt you, ok?”
“I trust you.”
“Now...” he slowly kissed his way down my belly, “I’m going to taste you.”
I nodded, too stunned to answer, “Madison, sweetheart.” Smiling, I watched him as he wedged between my legs. “Your first time is going to hurt, but I’m going to do what I can to make it hurt as little as possible. Tell me to stop if it gets to be too much, ok?” He stripped his clothes off and stood before me completely nude. He’d tossed a foil packet onto the bed beside my body, the whole time his eyes never left mine. “I need words, Bella.”
“Yes... I understand,” I whispered, watching him prop himself up between my legs.
“Do you like it when I do this?” He swirled his finger around my clit.
“YES!” I moaned, bucking my hips against him.
“And this?” He slipped a finger inside my channel.
“Oh God...” I moaned, my walls spasming around his knuckle.
He began to pump in and out, scissoring his fingers inside me. I was tight and worried he wouldn’t fit, but damn, I knew I wanted him to try. Shoving his tongue between my folds, he lapped at my center, getting it wet and ready to take all ten inches of his cock. He lifted his face from my pussy. “I think you’re ready to take me.”
“Yes... please,” I mewled, my desire level at a hundred.
Holy shit.
I was seconds away from losing my virginity to the hottest man ever. I spread my legs, making room for his body as he climbed onto the bed. He propped himself up on his hands, his cock jutting out and dripping with pre-cum. I watched in fascination as he covered his erection with the condom and lined himself up against my opening.
“This will hurt at first, but once you’ve adjusted to me, I promise it will feel good.”
“Ok,” I whispered to him, holding his gaze in mine. He reached between us, fisting his cock in his hand, and eased it between my folds. I’d glanced at him as he moved up the bed towards me. He was huge. I was worried he wouldn’t fit, but now, with his tip buried inside, I didn’t care and wanted more.
“Please,” I begged, wanting him to bury all of himself inside me.
Massimo smiled, pressing his lips to mine as he thrusted inside. He burst through my barrier, tearing my innocence away in one quick motion. Pain shot through my body as he seated himself inside my womb, causing me to wince.
“Are you alright?” he asked, searching my face for pain.
“Give me a minute.”
He pressed kisses to my face, trailing down my jaw and settling his lips on my neck. He licked and sucked, keeping himself perfectly still inside me, waiting until I was ready for more. As quick as the pain appeared, it was replaced with something else—something feral. I needed him to move.
“Please move.”
I pulled him deeper with my legs, urging him to move inside me. Every inch of him filled me. It was a feeling of pure bliss, and when he began to pump... holy shit. My body awoke with a fire that only he could sedate.
His movements became harder and more demanding, begging for something I needed him to give. Every fiber in my body was lit with an electrical current I couldn’t contain. The tingling started in my feet and traveled up until it settled between my legs. I pushed my hips up, meeting him with every thrust. The friction our coupling made sent me careening over the edge. My orgasm coiled and snapped like a wound rubber band. I couldn’t stop the scream coming from my mouth as my pussy contracted around his cock. Wetness gushed out between my legs as he continued pounding into me.
“Fuck...” he grunted, his movements becoming erratic. “I’m going to cum.”
He moaned into my ear as he tugged the flesh between his teeth. I didn’t think it was possible to orgasm twice for my first time, but the harder he slammed into me, the more my body responded. The familiar coiling started in my belly as his cock slipped in and out of my pussy.
“I can’t hold off. I’m going to fill you up, baby. You ready?” He kissed me.
“Oh god.” A switch was flipped with his dirty words. “Yes, I’m coming, Massimo!”
We fell off the cliff together. My pussy spasmed around his swollen member, milking his seed. He roared into the room as his cock filled my womb completely. Warmth filled me as the condom swelled with his essence.
Massimo was breathing hard as he rolled off the top of me. His cock slipped from between my lips, the rubber stretched with the evidence of our union.
He flopped down on the bed beside me. “Jesus Christ. What was that?”
“What do you mean?”
“Mi hai distrutto per tutti gli altri,” he mumbled into the pillow.
“What? I don’t speak Italian.”
“I said, you destroyed me for all others.” Massimo rolled over to face me. “You’re mine now. You understand that don’t you?”
Chapter 22
Massimo
“Yours? Like property?”
“No, like my woman. Mine to protect. Mine to cherish.”
She glanced at me, staring at my body like it was edible. Her eyes trailed down, spying the symbolism of what we’d done as I removed the condom.
“Holy shit... that was inside me?”
She’d barely caught a glimpse of my cock before I filled her with it. She knew it was big, but seeing it now, nearly hard again, shocked her, knowing it had fit so perfectly inside her.
I fisted my growing erection. “You like what you see?”
Licking her lips, she watched as my hand worked my shaft. I let go of my cock and slipped my feet to the floor. I saddled up beside her, scooting closer to the edge so I could hold her luscious curves. My cock was ready—erect and dripping with desire. It throbbed with need, begging for more. Reaching out, I tugged her body to mine, knowing it was the only way to soothe the animalistic need rushing through my veins.
I pulled Madison across my legs, my hands cupping her ass as my mouth found her nipple and sucked the pert tip between my lips. She moaned, her pussy flooding against me with moisture. I slipped my hand across her hip and eased it up the inside of her thigh. Pressing it between her folds, I pulled her ass closer. “Tell me what you want?”
“I...” she moaned, the sensation of me finger fucking her taking over her senses.
Her pussy suctioned around my fingers as I eased them out, almost like her pussy was for
bidding me from exiting her. Reaching across her beautiful breasts, I rummaged through the nightstand, pulling out another condom for round two. After covering myself with the latex barrier, I lifted her up until she was straddling me and her knees met the bed. Once her pussy was lined up with my cock, I slowly entered her, watching as she closed her eyes in pure ecstasy. I held her there for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around my shaft and the broken innocence I had stolen away from her only moments ago.
Obviously, Madison had other plans because she began rocking against me, milking my cock as it moved inside of her. Every bit of me filled her up, hitting spots in Madison’s pussy that she didn’t know existed. She was careening toward a release, bouncing, and moving more erratically. Thrusting my hips up, I rammed my cock inside of her channel, daring to take more from her than she was ready for. My grip tightened on her hips, my desire raging inside me like gasoline.
This woman had broken down every barrier around my heart and obliterated me. If she chose to walk out that door after tonight, I’d crumble and die. I needed her almost as much as I needed air to breathe. Even though it had only been two days, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, I was in love with Madison Hart.
“Are you hungry?” I kissed her head, running my hand over her hair and down her back. I palmed her ass, giving it a little squeeze.
“Yes, you’ve worked up my appetite.” She leaned up, smiling. “That was...” she pressed a kiss to my chest, “amazing. Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me yet. After dinner, I plan to take you again until you can’t walk without remembering I was buried inside you. I want to imprint myself on your soul, so you’ll never want to leave.”
She giggled. “I almost want to skip dinner.” As if on cue, her stomach growled.
“Wait here,” I rolled out from under her and disposed the condom. “I’ll grab a towel to clean you off.”
Wiping the remnants of her release from the inside of her legs, I pulled her to her feet. “How does naked dinner sound, followed by my cock for dessert?”
