Please keep her here with me. Please let this be the beginning to the new us. Don’t let me lose her again. Please.
Chapter Six
Isabella
After what is quite possibly the best few hours of sleep, I wake up feeling refreshed and horny. God, so horny. I can’t help but wiggle a little closer to Giovanni before opening my eyes. We’re face-to-face lying on our sides. My left leg is thrown over his hip with his right hand cupping my left ass cheek. I remove my left hand from under my face and can’t help but ghost my fingers down his naked chest. Ridge by ridge, lower and lower until I see the tip of his cock peeking out of the top of his boxers. I can’t help but wiggle a little closer again, getting just enough friction to tease.
Gio groans and tightens his hold on my ass before relaxing and rolling slightly over onto his back. I remove myself slowly from him and head toward the restroom. After taking care of my business, I look into the mirror and observe something I haven’t seen in years.
A spark in my eyes and a natural smile.
I want him. I need him.
By crawling back into bed with Gio, I know this can only go one of two ways. Either we go all-in, no questions asked and let go of the past. Or one of us stops the other. I know I won’t be the one stopping us. I’m sick of being a shell of a woman. I want the kind of happiness our friends have, and I know the only way I’ll ever have it is with Giovanni.
I slowly crawl into bed with Gio. He has one hand stretched out beside him as if he had been seeking me out and the other tucked under the pillow. The sheet is dangerously low on his hips, showing off the deep lines on his V.
The infamous V.
I can’t help but sigh when I see it. I work my way down the mattress, taking the sheet with me as I go. With a little work, I lower his boxers enough to expose his cock. I reach over and run my finger along the vein on the underside of his cock, making him twitch. His legs shift enough for me to slide between them without disturbing him. I slowly lift his cock and lick. I love the musky way he tastes and can’t help but take him into my mouth. He keeps growing harder and harder, turning me on more as I turn him on.
“Isabella,” he rasps.
I look up at his face and watch his eyes flutter open and flare when they find me. He slowly reaches a hand down and scoops my hair out of my face while running his thumb along the side of my face to my chin, pulling slightly on my hair.
“I thought I was dreaming of your mouth on me,cuore mio. I didn’t want to open my eyes in case it wasn’t real. The sight of my cock sliding between those puffy red lips of yours, Iz....” He trails off on a hiss.
His words spread a wave of pleasure through me, soaking me.
“I forgot how good you taste,” I whisper shyly.
Before I can even pick up where I left off, Giovanni hauls me up the bed and hovers over me. He kisses me passionately before breaking off and trailing kisses down my neck to the spot that drives me crazy.
“If we do this, Isabella, there is no going back. You’ll be mine.” He bites my sweet spot, causing me to hiss. He blows air on the bite, turning my hiss into a moan.
“I know, Giovanni. I know. We’ll talk later, but I’m done fighting. I need you, need us, but most of all, right now I need your cock filling me in a way only you can,” I tell him breathlessly.
His eyes flare with desire as he spreads my legs further apart. He takes the head of his cock and runs it along my slit, causing me to whimper and him to groan.
“It’s going to be slow, Iz. Payback for all the torture you’ve been putting me through over the years. Every time you’re close, I’m going to slow down and back off. Only to build you up again and again. But before that, I have to have a taste of your sweet pussy.”
I gasp as he moves down my body, kissing and nipping the entire way. He stops as soon as he reaches the apex of my thighs. I can feel his breath, but he doesn’t move. I look down to find him staring up at me.
“Ready?”
Before I can respond, he leans forward, running his tongue up my slit. My answering moan must be enough of a response. He continues to run his tongue up and down my center before I feel his finger outlining my entrance. I try to grind myself on his face, but he uses his free arm to hold me in place. He chuckles as I huff at not being able to move.
“You aren’t in charge here. Let go. Let me own you. It will be worth it.”
At that, he dives back in, adding a second finger to his first. The sensation of his fingers sliding in and out of me while his tongue laps at my clit is almost too much. He nibbles lightly, and I see stars. My moans must be a sign, because before I fall over the edge, he stops.
“Gio, please.”
He slides up my body. “What do you need, baby?”
“You,” I moan.
He chuckles as he goes to leave me. I wrap my legs around him, refusing to let him up. I feel his cock at my entrance and gasp.
