Page 120 of The Proposal

She gags when I push in further, but she doesn’t stop her assault. Tingles shoot along my spine as my release builds inside me. It’s like a volcano ready to erupt.

Throwing my head back, I expel a tortured cry, spilling myself down the back of her throat. My cock is pulsating against her tongue as my entire body tremors.

“Take it all,amore mio,” I rasp as my fingers curl around her neck to hold her in place. “Take every last drop.”

I throw my head back and let out a roar that’s kinda reminiscent of Leo’s downstairs. I hope my brother doesn’t hear it because he’ll never let me live it down if he does.

When I release my hold, she drags her lips down the length of my shaft before removing my cock from her mouth with a pop, and my heart swells. She’s come so far from the inexperienced virgin I first met all those months ago. I love how much she wants to please me.

She glances up at me through her long lashes as she wipesher lips with the back of her hand. I use my fingertips to brush her hair from her face.She’s perfection. I’m thankful this is the woman I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.

After tucking myself back into my trousers, I slide my hands under her arms and effortlessly lift her onto her feet. My arms drop down to her waist, and I draw her closer, pulling her in for a scorching kiss.

My lips don’t leave hers as I start walking her backwards. I don’t stop until the back of her legs hit the edge of the mattress. I gently lower her onto the bed, but I don’t join her straight away.

I pause for a moment, staring down at her. She’s a vision of tanned skin, curves, and delicate white lace. Her beauty is pure and serene, and she looks like an angel untouched by darkness, but I know better. What happened earlier still hangs heavy in the air, a silent contradiction to her innocence.

My gaze drifts lower, lingering on the fullness of her breasts as they spill from her bra before coming to rest on her flat stomach. I’m still trying to fully grasp the reality that our child is growing inside her.

A quiet anticipation stirs deep within me. I imagine her body swelling in the coming months as she carries the life we created together.

She’s never looked more beautiful than she does at this moment, but I’m confident there’ll be many more times when I feel just like I do now in the weeks, months, and years to come.

Every day, I seem to fall that little bit harder. For a woman I never wanted at the start, she’s quickly become my everything.

A smile curves on my lips as I reach down and hook my thumbs in the sides of her underwear, dragging them over her hips and down her legs.

Once they are removed, I drop to my knees, spreading herwide and opening her up. My mouth salivates as I lean in to blow hot air over the sensitive flesh of her pretty, pink pussy. I glance at her from between her parted legs and smile. “My turn.”

Given the gravity of yesterday’s events, we decided to board the jet first thing this morning and head back to Australia.

The fire at the Rossi estate has dominated the headlines, but the authorities have yet to sift through the rubble because the embers are still smouldering. From what I saw on television, nothing is left of the house.

It’s only a matter of time before the charred remains of Stefano and Elio are discovered, and it seemed safer for all of us to be out of the country when that happens.

I’d never let Arabella take the fall for what she did, but I can’t protect her, our child, or Lucia if I end up in prison. And I don’t trust Giuseppe Salvatori for a second. He won’t let this go. Even with Stefano out of the picture, I’m sure he’ll expect his marriage to Lucia to still go ahead.

That will never happen. He’ll meet the same fate as Arabella’s father if he dares to challenge me on this. I’m not fucking around here.

We have three extra passengers on the flight home. Lina and Theo returned with Chloe last night. They wanted to meet my wife when they heard I’d gotten married.

True to her nurturing nature, Lina took both sisters under her wing right away. Considering Lucia’s injuries, she showered her with extra care and attention.

We are now en route to Griffith. As soon as Arabella mentioned she was going to host a New Year’s Eve party for theFamiglia, so she could get to know my men’s wives better, Chloe andLina jumped on board, offering to help her cater the event.

By the scowl that my brother has been sporting ever since I can only gather he’s not fond of the idea. I’m sure it has more to do with Chloe and Giovanni being around the Cosa Nostra than seeing in the New Year with us.

I like our time together. My family dwindled down to two after Papa was slain, but it’s now growing at a rapid pace, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I reach for Arabella’s hand, lacing my fingers through hers. “Are you okay,Bellezza?”

“I’m great,” she replies, glancing at me with a sweet smile on her face.

“You know, if you ever begin to struggle with what happened yesterday, you can always talk to me.”

“Thank you,” she says, leaning in to kiss my cheek. “I don’t think I’ll ever fully get over what Papa did to Mamma, but I already know I won’t lose a minute of sleep for what I did to him. I have zero regrets for what I did.”

I lift our conjoined hands up to my face, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles. “You’re pretty badass, Mrs Mancini.”

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