Possessive Valentine (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 95)

by Flora Ferrari

  My hands jerk then tremble back and forth against the glass as I reach out for something to grab a hold of, only to find nothing.

  But nothing is exactly what I need...as long as I have him.

  He continues to hold me tight, making me feel safe as I give myself to him as he fills me with everything he’s got.

  My cunt clenches, gripping his shaft as I milk him for every last ounce of his seed.

  And then just like that I feel him guiding me backwards as we shuffle our feet before suddenly I’m airborne.

  I feel my back slam into his front as we bounce, knowing we’ve fallen back onto the bed, his dick still lodged deep inside me, right where it belongs.

  “That was fucking incredible,” I exult.

  “You’re incredible,” he says into my ear, as he runs his palm across my face, moving my hair back.

  He moves his neck around so he can kiss me on the cheek, showing me gentleness after the savageness.

  “I wish we could lay here all night,” I say.

  “Me too. Who needs that party, when I have you.”

  My heart swells with pride and love, and knowing that I may have come quickly, but he did too makes me feel special. Just knowing that this man was one of San Diego’s most desirable for a long time, and he saved himself for the one…for me. And I please him just as much as he pleases me…and not just physically, but in all ways.

  “We should order room service and just call it a night,” I say.

  “If by calling it a night you mean me worshipping every inch of your body until sunrise then I’m in.”

  I can’t help but smile from ear to ear.

  Suddenly there’s a knock at the door.

  “Well look at that! They must have heard us down in the kitchen,” he says.

  We both laugh and he taps me on the nose.

  “Valentino! Open up. I know you two are in there!”

  Our bodies jerk up in bed and he quickly pulls his hips back, his cock leaving me and causing a void.

  But the feeling of my stomach being in my throat feels even more intense.

  “He caught us,” I say, panicking.

  “Don’t worry. I got this.”

  “We should do it together.”

  “I’m a man. It’s my job.” he says helping me up off the bed. “Wait here while I take care of this once and for all.”

  CHAPTER 20

  Valentino

  I don’t know what hits first, the door handle into the wall or Vincenzo’s fist to my face.

  The second I open the door, he uses the opportunity to drop a shoulder into the door, pushing it all the way open with his bodyweight, just before he lands a damn solid shot right to my jaw.

  My face is already throbbing, but I know nothing is broken, fortunately.

  I give him the first one on principle, but when he goes to take a second, I bring up a forearm and slide in closer to him, easily blocking the blow.

  He’s off balance and I could drop him with a headbutt, but that’s not what this is about.

  Instead I wrap him up.

  He kicks and squirms for a minute until finally I get him turned around toward the hallway and release him.

  He squares himself back around fast. “What the fuck?”

  “It’s not like that, Vincenzo.”

  “What the fuck is it like then, asshole?”

  “We’re in love.”

  “Love? Now I’ve fucking heard it all.” I watch as his chest heaves as he tries to regain his composure. “How long has this been going on?”

  “It hasn’t been going on at all,” I say, just before I feel Valentina’s hand slide through my arm as she cuddles into my side, looking at her brother.

  “I’ve been in love with him for awhile, Vincenzo. It’s my fault, if you want to look at it that way. I came to his office exactly a week ago, completely out of the blue. I had to act on what I’d felt for years, and to my surprise, and great fortune, Valentino felt the same way.”

  “So you have been after her then?”

  “To be honest, bro. I hadn’t even thought about it. She was always your kid sister and I hadn’t seen her in how many years?”

  “Too many,” Valentina adds.

  “The age difference. It’s way too much.”

  “Thanks for remembering,” Valentina says.

  Vincenzo’s face completely drops as he realizes today is his sister’s birthday, and he did forget.

  “So ten years, man. It’s not that much.”

  A bit of resignation comes over his face, but I still curl the fingers in my hand that Valentina’s not holding now. If he tries something this time he’s going to feel what it feels like to get hit back. My woman is at my side now. This is different.

  I know he thinks I’m an asshole right now, and I can understand that, but as he gets some time to wrap his head around this it will make sense. He just needs time to think about it. He’s as analytical as they come. It has to make sense in his brain first, and it will…and I’m going to help him right now.

  “Would you have gone into business with me if you didn’t trust me? No. It’s not worth the money, is it? Not to mention we didn’t even know how successful this whole Italian Introductions thing would become.”

  He exhales slightly and his shoulder relax a bit from their tense position. I feel Valentina squeeze my arm harder before easing back to the grip she had.

  “Come on, man. We’re Italians at the end of the day. Our culture doesn’t see these age problems like Americans do. Hell, if Silvio Berlusconi, our former Prime Minister, is eighty-two and his partner Francesca Pascale is thirty-three, then our little decade difference doesn’t look nearly as scandalous at all, does it?”

  “Really? You’re going to bring up that guy?”

  “Okay, maybe a bad example, or an extreme example, but you know Italians don’t care as much about all this age difference bullshit. Hell, nobody in Europe cares, or Africa, or Russia, or the Middle East…most of the world actually.”

  “You’re not saying much,” he suddenly says, turning his attention to his sister.

  “Why should I have to? I don’t owe you, or anyone, an explanation or an apology…not to mention you should be happy for both of us. Like your best friend said, you wouldn’t have gone into business together in the first place if you didn’t trust him. And you’ve trusted each other, completely by the way, since you were just kids. If anything you owe him an apology for lashing out at him and a thank you for not putting you on your ass.”

  “He can’t put me on my ass.”

  “I seem to remember a few wrestling matches at the house when you guys were in high school and college.”

  “I let him win.”

  “Riiiiight,” I say.

  There’s a moment of silence and then suddenly the three of us burst out in laughter.

  “I’m sorry,” Vincenzo says, extending his hand to me. I waste no time taking it and shaking it firm, like a real man. “But it’s going to take me some time to get used to this,” he adds.

  “Uh hum,” I say, motioning my head towards my woman.

  “You too. I’m sorry, sis.”

  “You better be,” my feisty little firecracker says.

  “Oh, so you can talk all tough now because you have Valentino by your side.”

  “That’s right, actually, because when you mess with one of us you mess with both of us.”

  “That’s right,” I’m quick to agree, before leaning down and giving her a kiss as a show of support, not that I ever need a reason to kiss my woman though.

  “Okay, I’m out of here now,” he says, and quickly walks off down the hallway.

  “Good,” I say, as I shut the door.

  Valentina huffs. “Okay, buster. I’ve got a bone to pick with you too.”

  “What?” I shrug my shoulders.

  “How in the world did you forget my birthday?”

  “Who says I forgot it?”

  She turns her head and squints at
me out of one eye, just before I extend my hand.

  She cautiously places her hand in mine, slowly as if this is some sort of trap.

  I start to walk back into the room, but her feet don’t budge.

  “Okay, have it your way,” I say scooping her up in my arms and carrying her through the penthouse suite.

  “You know how hard it was for me to pretend all day like I forgot?”

  “Pretend, huh?”

  I walk toward a room in the apartment she probably doesn’t even know we have access to, before digging in my pocket for the key.

  I open the door and step inside, watching her face as it lights up like the Fourth of July.

  “Whoa!” she says, causing my chest to swell with pride.

  CHAPTER 21

  Valentina

  My head spins like it’s on a swivel. There’s a huge cake, balloons, a few of which have “Happy 21st” and things of that nature on them, boxes of gifts…pretty much everything except a white baby unicorn.

  “You remembered!”

  “Come on, woman. How could I ever forget anything about the only woman I’ve ever loved?”

  He carefully puts my feet on the floor and I survey the room, feeling the balloons, and even taking one of the regular balloons and sucking out the helium and then talking like Daffy Duck.

  We both laugh.

  I move toward the table where there are stacks and stacks of gifts, all perfectly wrapped.

  “I…I don’t know what to say.” I turn to face him, my eyes level and then suddenly dropping as I see he’s…kneeling on the floor with a small black box opened and a huge sparkle coming out of it.

  “Yes. Just say yes.”

  My knees feel weak and I put my hand on the table, helping myself slowly down to the ground.

  I close my eyes and breathe in and out slowly, before opening them.

  “You okay?” he asks.

  “Yes, I just had to take a quick three breath break and see if this was still here when I opened my eyes or if I was dreaming.”

  “You’re not dreaming, you’re mine. Mine now, forever and always, just like my love for you. I love you more than anything, and I want you by my side forever, more than anything in this world.”

  I crawl over to him with a huge smile plastered across my face.

  I don’t even stop at the box, preferring to tackle him onto his back where I fill his face with kisses and hug him tight.

  “Yes!” I say. “Yes to everything and yes to your love, because I love you just as much.”

  He slides the ring on my finger while still lying on his back, with me on top.

  We kiss deeply, just holding it as time stands still.

  Slowly our deep kiss starts to become more passionate.

  “I guess ordering room service will have to wait,” I joke.

  “Who needs room service when the only thing I’m hungry for is already here.”

  “Well you’re welcome to take the biggest of servings, or the entire thing, all for yourself.”

  “You’re damn right it’s all for myself. You’re mine and I don’t share you with anyone.”

  “I know,” I say, tapping him on the nose with the tip of my finger, while I grab his cock through his trousers. “I don’t share either, and I plan to have everything tonight.”

  “Not just tonight, but forever,” he says as we being to roll around on the floor, quickly getting out of our clothes.

  “That’s how long I’m going to remember this moment, that’s for sure,” I say as quickly my dress is being pulled up and over my head.

  “Good, because that’s exactly how long I’m going to be loving you…forever.”

  EPILOGUE

  Valentina

  Five years later

  “Paddle! Paddle! Paddle!” I yell to our oldest, Victor, as I look out at the shallow water with a video camera.

  I point the camera at Victor and Valentino as he pushes him into a wave at La Jolla Shores. It’s crazy to think that just five short years ago, Valentino was doing the exact same thing with me here. Sure, we were a tad bit further out, and the waves are really flat today, but none of that matters.

  What matters is that I’m recording this moment forever and Valentino is being very safe with our little boy. He even has a lifejacket on our little man, even though he can already swim pretty well.

  “Hey, hey!” I hear from the shore not twenty yards away.

  I keep the camera on the boys and turn and wave at Valeria, who is sitting in her uncle Vincenzo’s lap. He’s holding her hand and waving at us.

  It’s too darn cute, so I quickly pan the camera to them and then back to Victor.

  Somehow, the little guy manages to stand up on the board even though he’s got on that lifejacket and the conditions today are far from optimal. I guess that’s the benefit of being so darn small and cute at his age. Gosh, I wish he could stay like this forever.

  But one look at his hulking father reminds me that it’s not going to be this way for long.

  Victor is already big for his age, letting me know he’s got daddy’s DNA. He’s going to grow up big and strong, and more than capable of being the protector for his little sister, Valeria.

  Just the way things were meant to be.

  I pan the camera towards Victor as his board moves closer toward the shore.

  Suddenly out of nowhere I feel something bite my ass and I jump. Just before I scream bloody murder I turn and see Valentino standing right next to me with a big ol’ smirk on his face.

  “I hear there are some barracuda in the waters today,” he says.

  “Uh huh. Butt biting barracuda, huh?”

  “Yeah, it’s a very, very rare species.”

  I try and keep a straight face, but I can’t. I just bust out laughing and quickly he covers my lips with his own, kissing me hard, claiming me in front of all the other beach goers despite the fact that I haven’t exactly lost all the baby weight since Valeria.

  “I did it mom and dad,” Victor yells back to us.

  We turn and see he’s made it all the way into shore, where he tries to drag his big ol’ foam board onto the sand all by himself. It’s too cute.

  “Did he say, ‘You should do it mom and dad?’” Valentino whispers into my ear.

  “Quiet! I’m still filming,” I say slapping him on the arm while I watch Victor and his board, and his little sister bolt out of her uncle’s lap to go join her brother, trying to help him.

  Her uncle, Vincenzo, is quickly right there with him. He warmed up to our relationship right away and has been the most supportive uncle ever.

  He loves his nephew and niece and takes them on day trips often, sometimes letting them spend the night so mommy and daddy can have some adult time, alone together. Looks like tonight might be another of those nights.

  “How good is that camera in low light?” Valentino asks.

  “Stop!” I say, slapping him again.

  I hit the button so it stops filming, then turn and face Valentino with my hands on my hips. Luckily the tide just went out so I can hold this pose for a few seconds before I need to raise the camera back up to avoid the risk of losing the footage, something I definitely don’t want.

  “You just can’t get enough, can you?”

  “Have you seen yourself recently? Woman, one look and the caveman in me comes out every time. You know that. Heck, I’m out here today, watching your sexy as hell ass parade around in that bikini of yours, the fire engine red one that matches the red skirt you wore your first full day on the job.”

  “Awww. You remember.”

  “And you remember how that turned out, don’t you?”

  I laugh.

  “I want to knock out all the guys on this beach, and then throw you over my shoulder and carry you up that hill to our house on the cliffs. After that—”

  “Okay!” I say moving in closer to him and putting my hand over his mouth. “Sound travels farther over water.”

  “And the liquid
s inside me are gonna travel real far tonight…all up in your womb. It’s time for another chi—“