Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43928 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43928 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
I pinch her nipple hard, making her throw her head back and cry out in pleasure. "Take my cock out, then. Fuck me right here in the driveway of your brother's house, Aurelia. Let them hear you scream my name."
Her eyes widen at the suggestion, but she scrambles to obey, unzipping my pants and freeing my cock.
My fingers find her wet cunt beneath her dress. I rip her panties, tearing them off her. I can't help but groan as her heat sears my skin. I play with her, thrusting two fingers inside her while she shifts around, trying to straddle my thighs.
"That's it, topolina," I growl. "Straddle me like a fucking good girl right here."
She wastes no time in sinking down onto me, gasping I fill her, stretching her tight little body.
"Fuck, Aurelia," I hiss as she starts to ride me, each movement driving me deeper into her. My hands clamp around her waist, helping to lift and drop her.
The windows fog up with our desperate breaths as we fuck. I know we're playing with fire—not just by fucking in the middle of the driveway like this but from the secrets and lies between us. But in this moment, all I can focus on is the way she feels around me, the way her body responds to mine as if we were created for one another.
Cristo, I think we were. She was always meant to be mine. Vincent may have delayed the inevitable when he abandoned her, keeping her from me, but one way or another, I was always meant to find her. To claim her. To possess her.
"Mattia," she moans, clinging to me as we rock together in the dim light of the driveway.
"Say it louder, Aurelia," I command through gritted teeth as I thrust up into her, making her cry out. "Don't fucking stop saying it until you're screaming it."
I drive into her again and again, leaning forward to attack her breasts with my lips and teeth. It's a carnal assault, one I know she can't withstand. I pour everything into making her scream for me, determined to make her forget everything but my fucking name and how much she loves saying it.
"Mattia!" she screams, her body trembling as she comes undone around me.
I pound into her, her body quivering with each thrust. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she sobs, overwhelmed by sensation.
"Mattia…" she breathes, desperation lacing her voice.
My heart aches at the sound of my name on her lips and at the way she shakes around me. At how fucking perfect she is. In this moment, I don't give a damn about anything but her and the love threatening to consume us both.
Whether she realizes it or not, she feels it. I know she does.
I lean in close, giving her my truth as I follow her into oblivion. "Ti amo, little mouse. I love you."
Her body tenses at my confession, another sob breaking from her perfect lips. Tears stream freely down her cheeks as she buries her face in my shoulder.
I wrap my arms around her, holding her as tightly as I can, trying to convey the depth of my feelings through touch alone. Trying to let her know, no matter what, I've got her. I'll always have her.
"Everything will be okay, cara mia," I promise softly, stroking her hair. "No matter what, you're going to be okay."
Her sobs grow quieter, but she doesn't loosen her grip, instead clinging as if I'm the only thing rooting her to reality. My mind races with thoughts of our future together, of how I can protect her when I'm not entirely sure what I'm protecting her from.
What the fuck does Brio have on her?
"What if it won't be okay?" she whispers against my skin, her voice barely audible. "W-What if I break everything, Mattia?"
"Then we'll take the broken pieces and build something new together," I murmur, my voice firm. "We'll fight, every step of the way. I refuse to let anything tear us apart, not now that I've found you."
She lifts her head, meeting my gaze with tear-filled eyes. "You mean that, don't you?"
"You know I do, little mouse. You're mine. No matter what, you're mine."
"I've never belonged anywhere."
"Neither have I, but now we belong right here together."
A small, fragile smile tips her lips up, awe and hope lighting her eyes. "Alright. We'll fight together."
"Sí, cara mia, together."
Chapter Eight
Aurelia
"We still need to talk about what happened tonight, topolina," Mattia says, running his hand down my arm as we cuddle in bed. "You were crying when you came back into the dining room."
I sigh softly, hating that he's so upset about this. That I upset him so much. I think this man would set the world on fire for me if I asked him to do it. That's how much he cares for me.