Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
I pressed a gentle kiss to his furrowed brow. “You are forgiven.”
It wasn’t in my power to forgive him, but if he heard the words spoken aloud, he might one day say them to himself.
“You protected me today,” I reassured him. “You made sure that he can’t hurt me again. He will never take anyone else’s family away from them. You did what was right. You’re a good man, Massimo.”
His eyes were tight with something like longing. He wanted to believe me.
“I love you,” I vowed. “Nothing will change that.”
His lips met mine in an achingly gentle caress. There was quiet desperation in the kiss, a slight tension lingering around his mouth. I trailed my fingertips along his stubble-roughened jaw, soothing him as I opened for him on a sigh. I welcomed him to claim me with soft flicks of my tongue against his. He groaned, almost a sound of pain, and surrendered to our chemistry.
He grasped my hips and rolled onto his back, pulling me upright so that I straddled him. His deft fingers found the delicate zipper at the back of my dress, and he made quick work of stripping me down to my underwear.
When he jerked his own shirt over his head, I pulled back. A dark bruise marred his left side where his enemies had viciously kicked him.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I murmured, lightly touching my palm to his heart.
“The only thing you can do that will hurt me is to deny me,” he rasped, his flame blue eyes burning into my soul. “I love you, Evelyn.”
My heart skipped a beat, and my breath caught. I’d declared my feelings for him, but I hadn’t been prepared for the overwhelming surge of emotion that was elicited by those sweet words dropping from his beautiful lips. Because looking into his shining eyes, I could see into his soul too. The love he offered me was fierce and unconditional. I would never have to prove myself to him. I would never have to earn his affection and approval.
I was enough for him, just as I was.
And he was more than enough for me; he was better than anything I’d ever dared to dream for myself.
Words stuck in my constricted throat, so I worshipped his body with my mouth, dropping hungry, reverent kisses on his jaw, his throat, his chest. I traced the shape of his abs with my tongue, and they rippled beneath me as his hand sank into my hair. He didn’t guide me lower or demand anything of me, but his firm grip anchored me to him.
I unbuckled his belt and quickly freed his cock so that I could taste him. His hard length jutted toward me, and I didn’t hesitate to take him into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around him and welcomed him in one slow slide, suppressing my gag reflex so that I could accommodate all of his impressive length.
He murmured my name like a prayer, and his fingers tightened in my hair, holding me down on his shaft. I softened and stayed where he wanted me, allowing him to control my breath. He had all of me. I gave myself to him willingly, eagerly.
When I began to feel dizzy, he tugged me off of him. My lips grasped at his cockhead, and my tongue swirled around him in regret as he pulled his cock free.
“I want you,” I begged in a breathy whisper.
“You have me, dolcezza. But I’m not finished with you yet. I won’t be for a long time.”
He settled his body over mine and eased into me, his cock stretching me inch by delicious inch. He kissed me long and deep, his tongue thrusting into my mouth to match the rhythm of his cock driving into my pussy. With each domineering stroke, he laid claim to everything that I was and offered me himself in return.
“I love you,” he promised between kisses, over and over again. He branded the promise onto my flesh with tongue and teeth.
We came together, our bodies joined as pure bliss sang through our bound souls.
Chapter 14
Evelyn
“Isn’t it so beautiful?” I gushed, spinning in a circle in an attempt to encompass the stunning villa that was nestled into the side of Capri. It was located on one of the quieter streets above town, so it felt private despite the fact that we were only a fifteen-minute walk from everything we needed. “What do you think?”
“Beautiful,” Massimo purred, threading his fingers through my hair and absently rubbing the silken blonde strands.
I giggled and tucked myself closer to his powerful frame. “The villa, Massimo,” I reminded him. “It’s bigger than what we need, really,” I continued, my cheeks warming slightly. “But I thought maybe we might want the extra bedrooms one day.”
His silver eyes flashed, and he captured my face in his big hands. “And why is that, farfallina?”