Page 62 of His Beautiful Revenge
Norah’s hands were tingling with unease. “What about Zul? Or Orlando and Ferma? If what we think is true, they’re not safe either.”
Giacomo sighed. “We’ll talk to them. Obviously I can’t make them come with us. If they don’t want to, then I’ll make sure they have the best security in place.”
Hollister nodded. “Good plan. I think you, Norah, are still in the greatest danger—you and Giacomo. If she’s as psychotic as we think …”
“She is.” Giacomo sounded angrier than Norah had ever seen him. His eyes had a dangerous intensity to them and his brow was deeply furrowed. He looked beautiful and terrifying at the same time—an avenging angel. “When you find Tara, let her know from me …I will never stop trying to bring her down.”
Later, Giacomo drove them back to their apartment to pack for Italy. As Norah emptied the chest of drawers, she looked deep in thought.
“What are you thinking,mio caro?”
She looked up and gave him a smile. “I was just thinking how Tara is at the root of everything. If she hadn’t cheated on you, we might never have met in the first place.”
Giacomo nodded, but his face was serious. “Possibly. But I like to believe we would have found our way to each other.”
Norah smiled. “I think so too.”
Giacomo put down the stack of t-shirts he was about to put in his case and took her in his arms. “Principessa, I’m certain of it. God, Norah,” he stroked her long hair back over her shoulder. “There would be no life without you. None.”
“Right back at you, handsome.”
“I can’t wait to be your husband,mio caro.”
She grinned. “You might regret that; I’m a terrible nag.”
He chuckled. “Well, I know that already.”
She laughed and leaned into his body. “How long did the doctor say until we could …?”
She trailed off with a knowing look in her eyes. Giacomo chuckled. “Bella, we have to be strong for the next month at least. I don’t want to risk your health.”
She grumbled and he grinned. “Although …there are other ways we could enjoy ourselves that wouldn’t involve too much strain.”
He made her lie down on the bed, then pushed her dress up to her hips. Norah grinned down at him. “Where ya going, buster?”
He laughed softly, then his fingers were pulling at her panties and a second later, she felt his mouth on her. “Lie back,Bella. Relax. Let me do the work…”
His tongue lashed around her clit, teasing it until it swelled and became almost unbearablely sensitive. Norah moaned with pleasure as her orgasm built slowly and when Giacomo began to slide two fingers in and out of her, she came almost immediately, shivering and sighing. Giacomo moved up so he could kiss her mouth and she kissed him back passionately.
“Your turn.” She grinned as her hand went to his fly and she unzipped him.
“Bella,you don’t have to—”
“Ssh.”
Giacomo ssh-ed. Norah took his cock, already huge and throbbing, into her mouth and trailed her tongue up and down the long shaft. She teased the sensitive tip, hearing his sharp intakes of breath as she worked on him, her hand massaging his balls, and her fingertips pressing into the sensitive perineum to arouse him.
“Norah …il mio amore…”
She brought him to climax, his semen shooting deep into her throat. She swallowed him down and grinned up at him. “I love you.”
He carefully helped her up and held her close. “Thank you, my love. God, I wish we could lay together properly.”
She grinned up at him. “Think of the anticipation.”
He laughed and let her go. “That’s one word for it.”
Two hours later, they were on his private jet heading across the country. Norah was asleep in the little bedroom at the back of the plane, but Giacomo was unable to sleep. He grabbed his phone and headed back into the main cabin.
