Page 79 of Useless Love

“You really think so?”

“Yes, dear. Now, I should go. I need to deal with your sister.”

We say goodbye and then I lay on the bed to process everything. I’m going to marry Carmine! That makes me so happy, but I’m more worried than Mother is about telling him. Would he really forgive me? Honor and loyalty are so important to him. And I’ve been deceiving him for months…

I decide not to worry about it because Mother is right about waiting: I’ll wait until after we’re married to tell Carmine the truth.

After changing into a nightgown—one Carla let me borrow since Victoria left me with only lingerie teddys—I go downstairs. Clara and Mrs. Gaudino are getting ready to go to bed. They both flew from the east to the west coast. That is understandable. I tell them goodnight and then find Carmine in his office looking over something on his computer. When he notices me, my heart does a little flip. This is my future husband!

He motions for me to come closer. “Why are you grinning so much?”

I shrug. I want to tell him how much I love him, but I guess I can do that on our wedding day.

“Is your mother well?”

I nod. I’m not sure what else to say. I want to kiss him but I also feel weird being too physical with his mother and sister in the house. “I think I’ll go to bed,” I say.

“So early?”

“You probably have work and I’m going to move my stuff to another room.”

He furrows his brow. “What? Why?”

“Um…I don’t want to give your family a bad impression about the kind of daughter Antonio Bencivenga raised.”

Carmine looks at me for a moment and then roars with laughter. “They aren’t going to mind if we share the same bed.”

I play with the hem of my nightgown. “It makes me uncomfortable.”

Standing from his desk, he walks over to me to caress my cheek. “If it makes you uncomfortable, then you can move your stuff. But if you’re going to abandon me tonight…” He lowers his hands to grab my ass and I let out a gasp. “Then at least give me your panties so I don’t spend the entire night with an aching dick.”

“But…I, um, already gave you a pair.”

“I need more. Having you in the same house means my balls are constantly aching to be emptied.”

His words are making my body hot, like they always do. If he keeps talking like that, he’s going to get a pair of very wet panties. He kisses my neck and I’m enveloped in his wonderful scent. His strong arms are around me, his hands squeezing my ass.

“Carmine…” I say breathlessly.

“Hmm? You know we didn’t get to have dinner together. Are you up for at least letting me have some dessert?”

I meet his gaze. “Dessert…oh…” I have to look away.

He only chuckles. “One of these days, you won’t feel so embarrassed. When we’re man and wife, there won’t be a part of your body I haven’t explored thoroughly.”

“Because we’re getting married…” I whisper to myself, but Carmine hears it.

He lifts my chin, forcing me to look at him. “Yes. Soon, you’ll be my wife. And I’ll be eating you for dessert every night.”

I nod, my heart so full it might burst. “My husband.” He smiles, caressing my cheek until I let him know, “I’m not wearing any panties.”

He immediately lifts me in his arms and carries me to the desk, shoving papers aside gruffly so he can set me down. “I need dessert,” he says simply while my head is reeling.

Before I know it, he spreads my legs wide, exposing me, and then drops to his knees.

He takes a moment to stare at my spread pussy. Then he grins. “Fuck, you’re so wet and I’ve barely touched you. Your clit is swollen, pussy lips glistening with need.” He glances up at me. “You feeling hot again, baby?”

I look away because he always says such dirty things and I don’t know how to react. My body does, though.

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