After kissing the side of her head, I smile against her hair. “Itrustyou, Vinnie. You would have said something if there had been anything for me to consider.”
She relaxes in my arms, settling her head against my chest. “So what can I do? To make sureyou’resexually fulfilled? I want you to enjoy this as much as I do.”
“That’s the thing, piccola ladra. Your physical satisfaction brings me both mental and physical fulfillment. I get off by you getting off repeatedly. The only thing I ask is that you tell me if it’s too much. Many Dominants—ofallvarieties—use a safe word. I want to encourage you to choose one, and if you are ever uncomfortable, in pain, or simply want to stop, you use it, and I will stop.”
I pause to gauge her reaction, searching her eyes for any sort of discomfort or uncertainty.
“As I said earlier, my tastes do not include causing pain, but there may be times where you are so overstimulated the sensation turns into it, and thatis something you may choose to use your safe word for. While on the contrary, you may choose to explore it. I am here for your desires, Vinnie. Any and all.”
“Locket,” she says matter-of-factly, lifting her chin to see my face better.
“Excuse me?”
“Locket. That’s my safe word.”
“So you’re okay with everything I’ve said? You have no questions? Concerns? I am an open book, Vincenza. Please talk to me about anything.”
“I trust you too, Sly. If I think of anything along the way, I’ll ask, but you’ve explained everything I need to know and there’s nothing overly shocking about it. I read books. I watch movies. I may not know the exact,accurateterms and practices of this type of lifestyle, but from what you’re telling me about your preferences, I understand.”
I press another kiss to the side of her head, breathing in the smell of her cherry blossom scented shampoo. “You continue to amaze me, Vincenza Paladino.”
I close my eyes, happy and content in the moment.
But it’s also hard to ignore the pang in my chest as her last name rolls off my tongue.
Lingering emotions from my spiral earlier flood me, but I force them down, disregarding the way they’re trying to make me feel.
Tonight has been too amazing to let them back in.
“Why locket?” I ask, refocusing on the random word she selected as her safety net.
She laughs, her head bobbing against my chest as she shakes it, like the question I just asked was so out of pocket.
“Piccola ladra. Little thief. Thieves steal jewelry, and a locket is a type of jewelry.” She shrugs, and I laugh at how quickly she thought of a word that made so much sense for us. “Yes, that’s the connection my brain made.”
“It’s perfect,” I tell her, turning my body so I can reach her lips. “And so are you.”
Kissing her, I slide my arm under her body and pull her on top of me. Our bodies line up perfectly, and she’s already wet, gliding against my length, moving slowly. I harden beneath her as our mouths move together and our tongues explore.
Pushing up on her knees, Vinnie wraps her hand around my cock and lines it up with her entrance, slowly sinking down until I’m filling her completely once again.
As I did earlier, she stays still, not moving even though both of our bodies demand it.
We kiss slowly, our hands both wandering as we do. She sighs against my lips, content as one of her hands settles in my short hair, pulling against the strands near my scalp when she deepens it.
Then we begin to move as one.
Chapter 25
Vinnie
Warm rays of sunshine kiss my bare skin as I lay on my stomach, admiring the man asleep beside me. The glow of his olive complexion—the rippling of his muscles as he sleeps with his hands beneath his head. Everything about him is captivating.
Soft puffs of air expel past his lips while I lay there and daydream about the night we shared.
I’m falling in love with him.
I can feel it in every bone in my body—recognize the sweet sensation of butterflies fluttering every time I simply think of his name. Feel it in the way my heart inflates when I see him, and the emptiness I feel whenever he’s not near.
