Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Breaking from the kiss on her lips, he started to move down, going toward her tits, and he flicked each nipple with his tongue, before sucking it into his mouth. She cried out and arched up. He made sure not to cause any pain. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. He just wanted to show her how good it could be between them. He’d already screwed up enough.
The truth was, he didn’t know how to be a husband, or a lover, or a boyfriend. He knew how to kill people and make people afraid. Clarissa wasn’t a person he wanted to have afraid of him.
Moving between each beaded nipple, he started to travel down, going toward her pussy, and he spread the lips of her sex open and took her clit into his mouth, tasting her. He circled her clit, then slid down, going toward her entrance, and started to thrust inside her.
She cried out, moaning, and he took her clit into his mouth, biting down. Pulling away, he went back to her entrance and started to thrust his tongue within her. He wanted to bring her closer to the brink, to take her right over the edge, and he pulled back, going toward her clit and suckling on it.
He felt the difference within her, and he didn’t stop, bringing her closer and higher toward that peak. Once again, he listened to the soft sounds of her release as she came apart. He didn’t stop until she couldn’t take any more, then he pulled back and moved up so he could look into her pretty eyes.
Clarissa really was a beautiful woman and he didn’t know how he’d gotten so lucky. He stared into her eyes, and if there had ever been any doubt, there was none right now. He was in love with this woman. It’s why he’d never strayed and why he kept trying to make this work. He’d nearly fucked up big time
“What are you thinking?” she asked.
“You’re not ready to know.” He cupped her face. And then he felt the tips of her fingers on his thigh, and he stared at her a little amazed.
“I want to make you feel good,” she said.
“You don’t have to do that.”
“You’ve given me two orgasms tonight, and I want to give you one. Don’t you want me to?”
It was on the tip of his tongue to tell her he didn’t need her to. Instead, he took her hand and placed it over his raging cock. He was so hard, and all he wanted to do was push her to the bed, spread her thighs, and plunge hard and deep inside her. He held himself in check. He was going to take his time with her.
Lorenzo guided her hand to where she needed to be, and he stared into her, not looking away, just knowing this is where he wanted to be.
“Tell me what you like,” Clarissa asked.
He wrapped his fingers around hers and showed her exactly how he liked it. Each touch set him on fire for more. He was already close to losing himself, but he gritted his teeth and held on, trying to make it last.
It had been too long, and now, with Clarissa’s hands on him, he knew he wasn’t going to last.
Staring into her beautiful eyes, he came apart, moaning her name as he sunk into the abyss, and there was nowhere else he wanted to be.
Chapter Nine
One Month Later
Clarissa sat at the table and looked around the room, wishing she was anywhere but here. Her parents were across the room, and Lorenzo had excused himself to go and speak with some people, leaving her alone.
She hated being alone at these parties. It reminded her so acutely of how she didn’t belong. After her sister died, her grandmother didn’t force her to come to these parties. She was able to stay with her grandparents, and she lived kind of a normal life.
She wasn’t like others. Mia, Liana, and even Tatiana weren’t here. She hadn’t heard from Tatiana in a long time, actually. She went to run fingers through her hair, but it was pulled back into a clip, and she didn’t want to make a mess of what the makeup artist had done for her.
This was a party within the Colombo Mafia, a Capo, and another daughter bringing more wealth and relations together, but Clarissa didn’t know who they were. This was just an engagement party.
She sat and waited. Time ticked on by, and she was nothing more than a shadow in this world. A tiny, insignificant shadow. In the back of her mind, she couldn’t help but be brought back to that day.
“You’re going to get married! But boys are so gross.”
Isabella laughed. “You’re going to have to get over your fear of boys, Clarissa. Trust me, I’m getting married, and you won’t be far behind me.”