Page 14 of His Beautiful Revenge
They agreed on a night, then Carmel and Orlando left them alone. Giacomo held out his hand to her. “Shall we catch a little night air before getting a cab?”
They walked down to the waterfront. Giacomo took her hand and held it, winding his fingers through hers. Norah felt like a giddy teenager and when Giacomo stopped and took her in his arms, she didn’t resist. His kiss was intoxicating, soft at first, then as their lips moved together, firmer and rougher until they were both panting. He groaned and broke away. “God, Norah, I’m sorry …I know this is wrong and, that I should settle things with Tara first, but …” He looked at her with such tenderness that she wanted to cry. “I want you, Norah …so badly. In my arms, my bed …my life. Do you feel it too?”
Norah nodded. “I do.” Her voice barely above a whisper, the breath caught in her throat as he came to her again. Leaning his forehead against hers, he met her gaze.
“Come home with me,mio caro…” The deep timbre of his voice, the accent …god …
Norah found herself nodding. “Yes, Giacomo …yes …”
Norah couldn’t remember the cab ride to Giacomo’s place. She couldn’t remember him leading her into his mansion in Pacific Heights. She couldn’t remember him sweeping her off her feet and taking her up the huge staircase to his bedroom. She could remember every moment of what happened next.
Giacomo stripped her slowly, kissing every part of her exposed skin. His hand drifted down under her dress to caress her sex through her panties and she moaned at the touch of him. She cupped the hot, huge length of him through his pants and could feel his desire for her. He murmured her name as her dress fell to the floor and he buried his face in her belly, kissing the soft curve of it, making her shiver in delight. He stood and tugged off his own shirt and pants, and Norah sank to her knees and slid her hands into his underwear, freeing his diamond-hard cock and taking it into her mouth.God, the feel of him. She closed her eyes and licked the salty pre-cum from the sensitive tip. There was no way she could take all of him into her mouth, so she stroked the length of him, tracing a pattern with her tongue on the tip and making him groan her name. She could feel him nearing his peak, then he was pulling her up, ripping her panties from her, laying her on the bed, and plunging his cock deep inside her sodden, wet cunt. Norah wrapped her legs around his hips and arched her back as the sheer pleasure of being fucked by him took her over completely. Giacomo’s mouth was on her breasts, taking each nipple into his mouth as his cock plowed deep and long into her.
“God, Giacomo,Giacomo…” Norah couldn’t help but scream his name as his pace increased, his thrusts almost violent, and when he came, she felt the force of his cum shooting deep into her belly. She couldn’t take her eyes off him, lost in his intense gaze. They stayed connected as they kissed and panted for breath, then Giacomo slowly moved out of her and lay by her side, gazing down at her.
“Norah, you make me the happiest man,” he said, emotion making his voice break. He smoothed his hand down her body. “Beautiful, just beautiful …”
Norah didn’t know how anything else in the world was beautiful besides this man, but her heart warmed at the compliment. She reached down to stroke his cock, as it was already hardening again.
“Giacomo,” she nuzzled her nose against his. “You don’t know what this means to me, this night …”
She felt him stroke a finger along her collarbone and knew what he was seeing. A bruise, from Lucian’s attack on her.
“What did he do to you,mio caro?” His eyes were dark with danger now. He had obviously guessed she’d been attacked.
“Something unforgivable.”
Giacomo nodded, his eyes serious. “I want to kill him for it.”
Norah kissed him. “He isn’t worth it, Giacomo. He’s nothing. What he did to me …I won’t let him ruin my life …or my sex life. What he did wasn’t sex—it was violence. Pure violence.”
Giacomo traced the shape of her lip with his finger. “Still, I am surprised you …”
Norah smiled, a little pang of something inside her. “I know. Me too. If it hadn’t been withyou, I don’t think I could have. Not so soon. But I have to admit …I’ve been thinking about this since I met you.”
Giacomo grinned, cocky. “Glad to be of service.”
Norah laughed, but then her smile faded. “What I don’t like is …now, I have done what I said I’d never do—sleep with another woman’s man.”
Giacomo kissed her fingers. “Principessa,I amyourman. But I do see your point. Believe it or not, I have never been a cheater until now. I have cultivated the image of someone who plays hard and fast with a woman’s heart, but I am really not like that.”
“Then why do you let people think that?” She was genuinely curious now. He gave her a strange smile.
“Safety net,” he said simply and she smiled, her hand stroking his face.
“I understand.”
“Somehow I thought you might. I will talk to Tara tomorrow. She’s out of town tonight.”
“Does she live here?”
Giacomo shook her head. “No, she has her own place. One here and one in New York.”
Suddenly Norah didn’t want to talk about Tara anymore. She’d already cheated with Giacomo once and now that they had talked …she pushed him onto his back and straddled him.
He grinned up at her, looking ten years younger, boyish, free, and happy as he stroked her breasts and her belly while she impaled herself on his rock-hard cock. “Bella, the feel of your skin is like silk to me …”
They made love slowly this time, drinking each other in, then afterward Giacomo took her in the shower, thrusting into her from behind as he held her against the cool tile. Norah felt every inhibition slip away as he fucked her expertly.
