by Eden Rose
Vincent shooed Ronnie and Anne off and they went inside. I'm assuming to consummate their marriage. I took off my top and slid off my shorts. When my body hit the water, it feels amazing since I have always liked the way the water hugged me. I swam to the other end and back. By the time I made it to the other end, Vincent is in the pool. And naked.
Gulp.
"Hey, baby doll. You look so beautiful swimming." He is smiling as I stood up next to him. Yes, I'm completely naked and I didn't care.
"You don't look so bad yourself." I started to get closer to his body and grabbed his thickening dick as I got closer. When I started to rub my hand up and down his shaft he let out a moan with his head rolled back. "Do you like this?" I ask as I change the pace.
"Yes, I do!" He says as he picks me up by my ass and I drop my grip on him. In a matter of seconds I'm on the pool wall with my hands cupping behind his neck for support. "I have been thinking about you all day. I'm glad you are here," he said as he kissed me. I moaned in his mouth and he adjusted his hips as he slowly slid into me while I'm straddling his hips. "Oh, Savannah! Fuck!" He screamed as I dug my nails into his shoulder.
The pool water started to shift and wave up as the velocity of his thrusts got turned up on over drive. I'm holding onto his neck and his hands were holding himself still on either side of my body. He got harder as I moaned louder. In one thrust he slammed so deep into me that I could have cried. I let my head fall on his shoulder as the pleasure kept rippling through me. This man is designed to have sex. There is no way to deny that. He fucked me out of a good mind space. He is so talented that I stopped caring.
"Vincent, you feel so good!" I say in between trying to match his thrusts. "Maybe these three months will actually be good." As soon as I finished the sentence, he stopped his thrusts and faced me. Um, did I say something wrong?
"Are you serious?" His pause scared me and I would have ran if he wasn't still inside of me.
"You are really going to be engaged to me?" When he asked those questions my heart dropped especially since his voice is laced with vulnerability. He is so sweet maybe I could learn to be with him.
"Yes." I grabbed his hair and pulled him to my mouth. "Don't stop! I love the way you feel." He slowed his pace and I growled in his ear and bit his shoulder. "I said to not stop!" Music started to play as my orgasm built. "Where is the music coming from?" I ask and then lean into him to increase the thrust. There is techno playing and it is crazy because Vincent started to thrust to the beat.
"Ronnie likes to play it." Vincent spun me around so I'm off the wall and carried me towards the stairs of the pool. As soon as my butt hit the stair, he is on me again and laying his weight on me.
My vagina is getting the work out of it's life and I doubt I can walk after this. "Talk to me!" I say as demanding as I could as my orgasm is about to spill out of my body.
"Shit, you fit me like a glove."
I wasn't sure what I'm wanting to hear. I know I didn't want to hear that he is in love with me because I knew he isn't. My mind kept running as he came inside of me with a moan. I don't know what I'm expecting. How are you supposed to feel after a business like proposal? What is supposed to have happened with all of this?
Are we supposed to run out and get "his and her" towels and sinks? Probably not. Hell, I'm not even sure what is real anymore. All I know is that whatever this is, has the power to destroy me beyond repair.
*Chapter 19*
I awoke the next morning in a weird bed, a weird atmosphere, a different feeling and I had no idea where I'm at. I searched the room to find something that would trigger my memory. The fireplace is on. In the middle of July? Whoever lives here is crazy.
It hit me as I sat up. My car is set on fire, I'm now a divorced woman, and the man I have been sleeping with proposed to me. What the hell has happened to me this week? I looked over to my right side and seen Vincent sleeping. His breathing is heavy and he is almost close enough to me to cuddle with me.
Holy shit! Anne is married!
As I'm throwing the blankets off of me, Vincent woke up and looked around the room. Maybe to find me? I need to find Anne. I want to make sure she is all right because she is such a sweet and trusting person that I get worried about her.
"Savannah, where are you going? Are you ready to get a new car and go ring shopping?" My heart dropped and fell into my stomach as he said "ring". So it is real?
"So, everything that happened yesterday is real? My car really is set on fire? I'm actually divorced and now engaged?" I leaned against the wall where the fireplace is and put my hands over my stomach. Self aware of the fact that I could feel stretch marks, I do my best to ignore them. "You really want to be connected to me? Enough to be engaged?" I added as I moved my hands to my mouth. My lips are still swollen from last night. Vincent woke me up with his head bertween my thighs a few hours ago and proceed to kiss the hell out of my whole body.
"Yes, you said you will last night in the pool. Come on, Adamo brought over your clothes so we can go and enjoy our day." He is serious. Oh my word! He is actually serious!
"You want to marry me? We are not in love, Vincent! We just have great sex!" For some reason I'm blocking a feeling behind my eyes. Was I seriously about cry? Maybe I never knew what love is but can I be in love with someone after a week? Look at Anne, she is now married!
"Yes to everything you just said. Let's take a shower. Stella will bring our breakfast up to us. Where did you want to go to get your car? Foreign or American?"
All right, I take a ride on the crazy train. "American," I said as I got undressed and walked into the bathroom. I might as well jump on board this crazy train too. "Are you going to shower with me?" I ask as I turn on the faucet and turn up the heat.
"Yes, I planned on it." He climbed in the shower and turned on the steamer for me. As I got in, he started to ask questions. "What are you thinking about?" He asked me as he rubbed body scrub all over my back.
" I'm thinking that I could get used to this. What about you?" I asked as I turned my back to the wall and faced him. " I'm dying to know what is on your mind."
"You. You have been on my mind. I know I can get used to this. Please just be with me. Stop fighting it. You know we have got something here." As he is talking, he is rubbing shampoo in my hair and his fingers felt amazing.
I purred as he rinsed me. "What are your plans for today?" I ask as I walked up to where he is standing to wash his hair. My fingers plunged in his hair and started to rub the soap in. He started to moan a little and I felt him get hard against my leg.
"A lot, but I don't want to talk to about it. Right now, I want to talk about what car we are going to get you and then what type of ring you want."
I moved closer to his body. "I need to check my savings account before we go look at cars. It looks as if I'm going to be taking on the whole rent to my apartment." All of that is true. I needed to make sure I could afford everything in my life.
His hands grabbed my hips and held me against him. The warm water felt amazing on my skin. He felt so good on me. Stop it! Savannah, you are not in love! You can never be in love! I screamed at myself in my head and pulled away from him to face the spray.
Vincent gripped my shoulders and turned me so we were face to face and when he spoke, it is clear and concise. Well, as clear as his accent allowed. "I thought I made myself clear that I'm getting you the car. You don't have to worry about it."
I turned off the water after making sure I washed all of the soap off. He can't be serious. I ran out of the shower and put on the only clothes I had here. I can't let him buy me a car! This is way too much for one weekend!
He came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Yum. Damn, he looked amazing. I almost faltered and just laid on the bed waiting for him to make love to me. No! Its not making love!
"What's the matter, baby doll?" He had the uncanny talent for looking as if everything is so simple and that he knew everything is going to work out.
Infuriating.
"What's the matter? You are honestly asking me that?" It actually seemed as if he were waiting for an answer. "Lets see, my best friend in the world married a man she knew for only a week! My beautiful car is tossed yesterday! Your rude associate pushed me out of my place wearing only pajamas! I walked into your house and you propose to me in front of all your friends! Now you want to buy me a car and a ring too? I'm beginning to feel like an object." I had to stop myself and take a breath since I began to hyperventilate. "I don't want to feel that way. Please don't do this to me." What this is, is completely new to me. What am I so upset about?
"You are not an object to me. Savannah, I don't know what you want from me. I'm so confused," he says as he sits on the bed and puts his head into his hands. He is just as frustrated as I am. " I'm the reason why all this happening to you. Maybe I shouldn't have took you home with me that night. Then you wouldn't be so miserable with me."
My heart dropped. I don't know what to say. We haven't even been on a real date and now he wants to marry me? Is he really wanting to marry me or is this a game? "Is this all a game?" I whisper as I sit by the fireplace. I really couldn't handle another divorce much less a heart break. I shut my eyes and leaned my head on the wall next to the fireplace. He wants to be with me and I'm being psycho.
"Its never been a game to me. Is it a game to you?" He whispers as he lays his body back on the bed. "You need to make up your mind. I want to take care of you but only if you want me to."
" I'm just scared." I whisper and shut my eyes. I finally knocked the wall down and told him how I'm feeling. "I just don't want to go through another divorce. Please, just tell me what we are doing!" I beg as tears flood my eyes. I look down so he won't see how weak I actually am . If he knew that I wasn't this strong person, he probably would tell me to leave.
"Just be with me. There is no need to be scared. Let me in."
The rest of my walls knocked down. I felt a crash inside my chest cavity. " I'm trying." I whisper and he gets off the bed and comes to sit right in front of me.
"Okay. Come on, let's go." He says as he pulls me off the floor and goes to his closet. "Your clothes are in the middle drawer of my dresser next to my sweat pants."
He made a drawer for me? I went to it and gasped as I seen some of my clothes in his room. "Where is Anne?" I ask as I put on some jeans and a bra. I felt better now that I'm not so exposed.
"She is with Rossi picking out her ring. I contemplated on us tagging along, but I want you to feel as special as you are to me. I meant everything that I have said." He appeared wearing a suit. "What kind of ring do you think she would pick?" He asked as he got closer behind me. I could smell his cologne and it made me so turned on. "I wonder if you guys will pick similar rings."
"So, you were serious about getting me a ring?" I'm flabbergasted I didn't expect him to do it. "My own husband didn't even get me one."
" I'm going to get you whatever you want." He leaned into my face and kissed my cheek. After grabbing my hand we walked down the stairs and out of the house. Maybe I could love him. I just can't let him know.
*
We arrived at a jewelry store at eleven in the morning. The store is beautiful with its soft features and lush loveseats. I have never been some place so lovely. Vincent held my hand as we walked in and the attendant brought us two glasses of champagne. I looked around like a child on Christmas. The cases were filled with beautiful jewelry and I wanted to just touch everything.
Vincent came up behind me and rested his hand on my back. "Anything you want you can have it." He whispered into my ear and now I knew that I had fallen. Fallen for a man in the mafia. Fallen for a man who has killed before. I didn't care. My heart soared and sang as we sat on a comfy chairman next to each other. "Savannah needs the most beautifully cut diamond that you have in here," he said to the attendant before addressing me. "What color diamond do you want?" Vincent looked deep into my eyes and winked.
Color? Really? Isn't color more expensive? "Yellow," I said and leaned into his warmth. He wrapped me in his embrace and it felt good. Really good.
"What is your price, Mr. Moretti?" The attendant asked and I flinched. This is when he is going to tell me "yeah right!" In the back of my mind I'm wondering if that is why I picked a yellow diamond due to how expensive they are. Maybe if I can get him to back out now I won't get attached before he leaves.
"Well, Annabeth...Cost doesn't matter." He put his wallet on the display case and looked at me. "Please, pick out the ring you want. Money doesn't matter." I think I wanted him to tell me how intimately he felt about me, maybe just a hint. "Baby doll, please."
I seen a yellow diamond ring in white gold setting. I pointed at it. The attendant took it out and put it on a black velvet cloth. The yellow stone is three carats and had diamonds on the band. I picked it out because I'm expecting Vincent to back out. Oh my. It shined so bright that I lost all words. I felt a tear in my eye and I fought to hold it back. I'm about to accept a ring from a man who doesn't love me.
This makes me the most terrible person in the word. What kind of nice woman accepts a very expensive ring from a man... who... who...?
Ah, shit. I didn't even know.
"This is beautiful. I have never seen anything so beautiful." I gasp as I bring my hand to cover my mouth. Vincent takes the ring from the cloth and teased my finger. Shit. I fell harder as I seen that look in his eyes and not because of this beautiful ring. I have never seen it. It is the look of nerves and love.
"Baby doll, do you love it?" He asks as he slides it down my finger. It fits perfectly. "Its almost as beautiful as you are."
"I love this ring and..." I almost said it. Holy fuck. I'm about to say those three words.
"And... what? Please tell me?" No, I can't tell him.
"Nothing. I love this. Its too much, though." I must be the shittiest person in the world to accept a three carat yellow diamond ring from a man who proposed to me in order to cement an alibi. People like me, yeah, we go to hell. Express ticket, too.
"Annabeth, we will have this ring. Please clean it and box it up. I will take it wrapped as well." He whispered and pointed at something and then came to me. "Are you happy? I want you to be happy."
" I'm happy." Is this real?
"Good, meet me outside." I walked out the door and five minutes later he comes out with a bag and a big smile. "Shall we go to the dealership?"
We drove in silence. Once we got there, an attendant is there waiting with a clipboard and a bag full of what looked to be keys.
"Mr. Moretti. Its a pleasure to see you. What brings you in?"
"This beautiful woman needs a new car. I want the top of the line and the safest car for her. Whatever she wants she will have." Vincent is such a sweet guy and I feel as if I'm taking advantage of him, actually, I know that I'm taking advantage of him. First a beautiful ring and now a new car... this is too much. I feel horrible that I'm accepting this. This totally makes me a bad person. Vincent flexes his hand on the small of my back and pushes me forward. "Its okay," he whispers in my ear as if he understood what I'm thinking about.
The attendant grabs my arm and takes me to the new car line. I wanted a Ford. A Fusion!
Once the deals were worked out, we went back to his house. Once inside, I spun on him and took his mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him as close to me as possible. I wanted him to feel me. Maybe even experience how I feel about him. I started to drag him into the great room while holding onto him still like a python holding onto its prey. Once we got there, I started to unbutton his shirt and take his tie off. My mouth never left his lips as I felt the lounger is right behind me and I fell onto it with Vincent on top of me. After hooking my legs behind his knees, he broke our kiss.
The intensity in his gaze knocked my breath out. "You make me so insane. Its the best feeling ever." I never thought he would say that to me and I especially didn't realize how much I would like it. I ran my h
ands up and down his back. Kissing him softly. His hands slid up my core and wrapped themselves around my chest and slightly squeezed.
His hand started to work its way down my side and stopped at the hem of my shirt. I moaned as his kiss got more in depth. When his hand touched my naked skin, my eyes rolled to the back of my head. There is a weird sensation as he touched me on my naked flesh. I loved the way it felt. Vincent tickled my sides as he pushed up my shirt lightly. All of these hot spots he kept touching, set my skin on fire. His hand kept traveling up my shirt and pushed my bra up to grab my breast. I felt his dick throb on my thigh as he obviously got more excited. I parted my lips and licked the tip of his lip.
The kiss we were locked into didn't break as I sat up and unbuckled his pants. My hands pushed his pants down. Vincent laid me back down and started to rub my cheeks with his hands while he kissed me. Oh my! His touch set my skin on fire. I have never felt passion like this before. Thrusting my hips up and I grind my pelvis against his. Vincent slipped his hand to my pants and undid them. I wanted him to make love to me. Not fuck me and leave me after.
