Page 363 of Under Her Skin
He kissed her again, and this time, she couldn’t help but kiss him back. His lips were soft, but his kiss was rough---almost violent---and she found her fingers twisted in his dark curls as they embraced. When she felt, his hands push up her dress, a jolt of panic slid through her, but then he pressed his body against hers and she was lost. She had never wanted anyone as badly as she wanted Enda Gallo right here, right now. His fingers were caressing her through her panties and she felt herself dampen with longing. Cupping his cock through his pants, she marveled at the size of him and panicked at the same time. Could she do this? Shouldshe?
Could she really,finally, lose her virginity to her brother-in-law on herweddingnight?
Enda’s eyes were questioning now …and somehow Ama knew that if she asked him to stop, he would, withoutquestion.
But she didn’t want him to stop. She wanted him here,now…
Enda swept her off her feet and onto one of the stone tables that framed the little garden. He unzipped his fly, freed his diamond-hard cock from his pants, and climbed on top ofher.
Ama felt like this was a dream—a fantasy—right up until Enda Gallo thrust into her and she gave a little cry of pain. It faded quickly, and then all she felt was an all-consuming pleasure as he made love to her, kissing her tenderly, his cock driving deeper and deeper into her with every stroke. His hands pinned hers to the table, his eyes locked onto hers as they moved together, her legs wrapped around his hips. Ama felt her orgasm build, and when she came, her back arched up off the table, pressing against him as she gasped and shuddered. Enda kissed her passionately, then raised his head and groaned as he too came, pumping thick, creamy semen deep into her belly. He gave her no time to recover; his mouth found her clit and teased it until she was weeping with desire, and then his cock was inside her again driving her onwards and onwards, toward herclimax.
Afterward, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. He still had not spoken one word to her. He touched her face once more …and then he wasgone.
Ama, her legs still shaking, sat down quickly on the bench, blinking. Did that really just happen? Her body answered—god, yes,yes…
She had just fucked Enda Gallo …orhehad fuckedher. Ama gave a disbelieving laugh. She sat there for a further five minutes, then made her way slowly back inside the house. Most of the guests had gone now and Christina was looking forher.
“Have to go, sweets, before I drink this place dry.” She hugged Amalia, then studied her. “Hey, are you okay? You lookweird.”
Ama blinked, then tried to smile. “Just tired, babe. Look, promise me we’ll get together for lunch onMonday.”
“Promise.”
She went backinto the main ballroom, her heart thumping at the thought of seeing Enda in there. But he was nowhere to be seen. Jackson came over to her. “Our guests have left—would have been nice of you to say goodbye. I hope you’ll be more sociable in thefuture.”
“Fine.” She didn’t want to argue. “Goodnight,Jackson.”
He caught her arm. “Where are yougoing?”
“Tobed.”
“Toourbed.”
Ama sighed. He would never stop trying, would he? “No, Jackson. Tomyroom. I told you once, and I meant it. I will never,everhave sex with you. Find one of your many admirers—I assume you’ve worked your way through most of them anyway. I’m sure one of them will be up forit.”
Jackson stared at her, his face angry, then stepped closer to her. “You will submit to me one day, little girl, or I’ll break you. I swear Iwill.”
Ama wasn’t impressed. “Go away,little boy. You don’t scareme.”
She turned and walked out of the room, running lightly up the huge staircase, hoping he wouldn’t follow her. Selima was in her room, packing her wedding dress away. “Dad’s just bringing the car around.” Selima had tears in her eyes as she hugged her sister. “I’ll never be able to repay you for what you’ve done for me, Ama. Never. I just pray you find somehappiness.”
Ama held her sister, feeling the tears threatening again. “Go along now. Dad’s probably waiting. I’ll see yousoon.”
Selima nodded. “I loveyou.”
“Love youtoo.”
Alone,she locked the door and put a chair up against it. She didn’t trust Jackson not to have a spare key. There was no way she was letting him in. Sure, enough, a half hour later, as she walked out of the shower, toweling her long hair dry, the door handle rattled. She smirked to herself as she heard him curse, but he soon gaveup.
Amalie sat down on the bed. She was married …and had lost her virginity all in one day. And to two different men.What the hell was Ithinking?
She already knew she regretted one of those things …and it wasn’t anything to do with EndaGallo.
Olivier Gallo droveinto town and was at the restaurant fifteen minutes before his half-brother arrived. He stood to hug Enda, who clapped him on the back. “Hey, brother, good to seeyou.”
“You too.” They sat, and Olivier beckoned the waiter over. “Could we have the drinks menuplease?”
“No need,” Enda said in his deep, accented tones, “Red. Third down from thetop.”
