felt protected and loved in his arms.
So much had occurred, the last few hours spent acquiring a sickening and yet peaceful acceptance of everything that had happened. I undulated my hips, shivering from the feel of his throbbing cock pushing hard against me. The blur that surrounded me no longer had the haze of uncertainty and fear.
I was free of the burdens, ready to take on the world.
He pushed me against the back of the door, growling through the kiss as he planted his hands on either side of my head.
I dragged my nails down his chest, my heart thudding from the excitement. Matteo had told me about the deal with the Taglionis and while Franco’s attack had been unplanned, Matteo had allowed him to live. The reason? Family took care of its own, including aspects of discipline as necessary.
Franco would be forced to face his father.
As far as my father? I’d heard what had happened and while it would take me some time to understand the bad choices he’d made, he was still my father.
Blood was thicker than water.
Sinners and saints. My mother had told me that there couldn’t be one without the other and that if you looked inside every soul, there would be both aspects.
Now I understood what she’d been trying to tell me.
Matteo broke the kiss, his breathing ragged, allowing his hot breath to cascade across my skin. “You’re never going to be out of my sight again.”
“Ever?”
“I’m going to keep you in a cage when I’m gone.” A wry smile crossed his face as he yanked my hands in the air, intertwining our fingers.
“What if I don’t let you go anywhere?” I asked coyly, my breath skipping, my hunger surging.
“You forget. I’m in charge.” He lowered his head once again, dragging his tongue across the seam of my mouth. His eyes twinkling, he yanked me away from the door, tossing me over his shoulder.
A squeal erupted from my mouth as he took long strides, heading into the kitchen. When he pulled out a hardback chair, I moaned, realizing what was about to happen.
He eased me onto my feet, wagging his finger in front of my face then placing the tip of his index finger against my nose. “You are one very bad girl.”
“I didn’t do a thing.”
“Hmmm... How did Franco get into the house? Did he break in?” He was grinning as he asked the question, although I could still see the hint of concern on his face. I’d never seen him so agitated, prepared to shoot to kill.
But as he’d told me, he wasn’t a murderer.
“I might have opened the door to enjoy the ocean.”
“Then you know what that means.”
I swung from side to side, pouting my lips. “Don’t I get a pass this one time?”
“Not in my house. Undress for me, bad girl.”
His voice had dipped to a dangerously low level, the huskiness sending another wave of electricity shooting into me. My mouth watered to have his cock inside, my thirst knowing no bounds. I did as I was told but instead of doing so immediately, I twirled, giving him a sexy little dance.
I could feel his predatory eyes, could hear his ragged breathing and that only fueled the fire deep within. For the first time in days, I felt utterly free. This was my new life.
This was the love of my life.
I eased my hands down my dress, lifting the hem in a provocative manner. All the while his eyes never left me even as he moved behind the counter. Laughing, I twirled again, turning away from him and lowering first one strap then the other on my dress. The sound of a drawer being opened made me cringe and when I turned, I bit my lip seeing the implements he’d already positioned on top of the granite surface.
Damn him. I wasn’t getting out of this one.
I allowed gravity to take the dress to the floor, shimmying several times before sliding my fingers under the elastic of my thong. I kicked off my shoes, laughing when they both hit the wall.
“Don’t tease me, little girl, or you know what’s going to happen,” he huffed.
I lowered the panties, kicking out of them, turning once again and continuing my sexy dance. I lifted my arms, running my fingers through my hair as I swayed back and forth, yelping when he grabbed my wrist, pulling me over his lap as he thumped down in the chair.
“You are going to learn to obey me one way