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“I do,” he chuffed out a laugh. “And I hope to be able to stay on in some sort of consultancy role to whoever buys the business. I’m not quite ready to be put out to pasture just yet.”
“And you, darling Mateo,” Giulia added, her tone full of affection. “We just want what will make you happy. If that is not the firm then we will still love you and bless you wherever you go. If you want to commit to your modelling career full time you know you have our blessing.”
Mateo said nothing, emotions clear in his eyes. He shifted his gaze to Dante, the man whose approval meant more to him than anyone else’s in the world.
“Dante?”
“You know you have my blessing,” he said, expression serious. “With whatever you do,” he added, nodding significantly in my direction.
“I don’t know what to say,” Mateo said, blinking back tears.
“Don’t say anything right now,” Dante replied. “Just think it over. I know where your heart truly lies though and I will be shocked and maybe even a little disappointed if you don’t follow your dreams. I want you to follow your dreams,tesoro.”
CHAPTER 19
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The car ride home was silent as we pulled out of Dante’s driveway, my aunty and uncle waving at us from the porch. I was feeling … well, I didn’t quite have the words to describe how I was feeling.
Jamie was shooting me concerned glances as he wound the car down the twists and turns of the road towards town but my head was a cloud of pent up emotions as the air zinged between us like a buzz of energy.
“You okay?” he asked, his question so soft and so gentle that I felt a lock click into place inside me and I broke.
“Pull over,” I demanded, heart hammering against my ribcage like I’d overdosed on coffee beans.
“What?” he asked, concern still in that blue gaze of his.
“Pull over now.” I waited breathlessly as he pulled the car onto the grassy verge, the sounds of his ‘are you all right?’muffled in my haze as I flicked the seatbelt button. I was on him a second later, straddling his waist and my mouth clamped down on his, that energy zapping between us like an electric shock. His surprise lasted longer than I expected until he was kissing me back, tongue grappling with mine as those hands of his clasped onto my ass.
His tongue was in my mouth, tangling for dominance against mine which I yielded to him, loving how much he was owning me, wanting me.
His moans matched mine as I dropped lower, grinding against him as I lost myself to the lust. I was so hard I was fit to burst and I was really regretting these pants which were suddenly far too tight around my thickening cock. Jamie’s breathless moans matched mine, those strong hands of his gripping my ass as one lonely hand dipped through the gap in my legs to stroke my dick and I almost exploded.
“Get me home, Jamie,” I moaned as that hand between my legs tortured my last grasp on sanity.
“I don’t know if that’s possible,” he rasped, hips lifting to rub against me.
“I don’t want to add public indecency to my growing list of broken rules.”
“Well, sweet, you’re going to have to get off me then because I absolutely cannot drive with you grinding up against me like this.”
Ah, damn. Logistics.
I tipped my head back, eyes blown to lust and finding a mirror image in Jamie’s pretty blue eyes as I gulped down air.
“Fine. But hurry,” I muttered as I carefully moved back to my own seat. Everything was aching, my cock painfully hard and trapped behind my tight pants as I palmed myself, groaning as Jamie’s eyes watched my every move.
“You sure you’re okay there?” he asked, just a hint of a grin lifting the edges of his mouth.
“Just drive,” I growled.
He shifted the car into drive and hit the road, still with that smirk on his face as his eyes drifted between my hand on my dick and the road.
“I don’t mind if you need to unzip anything over there,” he said, smug grin still firmly in place. “It looks a little tight and I’m pretty attached to that part of your body.”
“I think I have to,” I moaned, instantly going for my button. The instant relief as the zipper moved down my pants, freeing my aching appendage had a sigh of relief leaving my mouth. It was a shame because I loved these black jeans but I wouldn’t be wearing them around Jamie again, that was for sure.
“Holy shit,” Jamie groaned, eyes on me instead of the road. “Purple? Seriously, Mateo.”
