Page 44 of Forgive Me, Father

“Now, here’s what I need.And I will give you all of the things you need.”

I nodded.

“You need to learn Italian.It’s non-negotiable.”

I nodded again.“What else?”

“In front of people, what I say goes.If you don’t like it, you speak to me behind a closed door about it.You can throw a tantrum, do whatever you need to do to get it out of your system, but in private, not in front of my family, which causes embarrassment.”

I nodded my agreement once more.“What else?”

“In public, you listen.I say things because I know this world better.You were not trained to function at our status level.So, I need you to learn by obeying, understood?”

I agreed.

“You want to shake on that?”he questioned.

I stared at him.Then I moved forward.My face was an inch from his, and I could feel his breath on my lips.“How about we kiss on it and start fresh?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

THE WHITE RABBIT

Her lips touched mine, and the kiss started off tender but quickly turned passionate.I’d ached for Camilla for the entire past three weeks, and she’d finally given a part of herself to me.

The unknown pull that had always been there between us took over, and she climbed onto my lap and straddled me.The kiss deepened as my erection grew inside my jeans.Her hips ground into me, enjoying my hard-on as our tongues danced the rhythm of whatever the fuck this was.

I didn’t want to stop kissing her.I wanted to make love to her, to have her naked in my bed and fuck her brains out.A full week, just the two of us, locked away in my room with no interruptions.Then fly to Puglia, let the sun kiss her skin while I soaked in the sight of her, no plans, no pressure, just us.Fuck some more and finally put a baby inside her belly.

I wanted to know her better.

She worked herself up against my boner as we breathed like bulls through our noses, refusing to let our mouths part.She was one hell of a kisser too, that I had to give her, and I still wondered what her mouth would feel like around my cock.

I grabbed her legs and held her tight against me.She continued to move her hips, riding my hard-on, and I growled into the kiss.Finally, our kiss broke.I breathed hard as she complained softly.

I felt like a teenager dry fucking my first girlfriend in high school, whoever she was.I couldn’t even remember.I cupped Camilla’s neck and pulled her face closer to mine.

“Stop riding me,” I ordered.

She didn’t obey.

“Camilla!”

“We’re not in front of your family.I don’t have to obey you.”

My lips curved.“Then I hope you’re prepared to let me fuck you.”I pulled her tighter against me and slammed my lips against hers again as the kissing war resumed.

I rose with her still clinging to me, her arms wrapped around my neck like she didn’t want to let go.In one swift motion, I tossed her onto the bed, and her laughter spilled out, bright, breathless, and completely unguarded.

I climbed onto the bed, bracing myself on my knees as I reached for her yoga pants she’d slept in.The material was flimsy, and I tore it off with one pull.

She gasped, probably turned on by the gesture.

My fingers curled around her ankle, and I brought it up to my lips.Started worshiping her foot, sucking her toes and licking her all the way up to her calve.Her leg jerked slightly beneath my touch, and I loved it.

She was ticklish but didn’t break the moment with laughter.My lips moved from her calf, leaving a trail of wet kisses toward her knee.And then further up the inside of her thigh.

I was getting ravenous as I moved toward her cunt, and wasn’t surprised at all when I pulled her thong over her ass, down her legs, and found the lace soaking wet.

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