Page 16 of Dangerous Kiss
She forced herself to focus only on Cosimo’s beautiful face, the softness of his lips against hers. She wrapped her legs around his waist and felt his cock nudge at her sex.
“I want you,” she whispered, and Cosimo nodded.
“My darling Biba…”
It wasn’t Cosimo’s fault, of course, and she wanted him so badly she could scream. She focused on his kisses, so sweet, so loving. She shivered through the pleasure of him kissing her, but something in her brain was stopping her from reaching the heights she had imagined. When she felt his cock notch into her entrance, her body panicked and bucked. “No, please stop…please…I’m sorry.” She burst into tears.
Cosimo held her as she recovered, studying her face. “Sweet Biba…are you okay?”
Tell him. “No… Cosimo, it would be my…first time.”
His expression went from aroused to shocked, and he sat up. “Your first time?”
She nodded, suddenly feeling miserable. “I’m sorry.”
Cosimo ran his hands through his hair, sitting back on his haunches. He was magnificent to look at: hard-bodied, his cock still half-erect, a fine sheen of sweat on his olive skin despite the cool of the lake’s mist. Biba sat up, feeling exposed, and Cosimo seemed to notice, pulling his sweater around her naked body and settling down next to her, wrapping her in his arms. “Please, there’s no need for you ever to apologize…I just feel like I’ve let you down. If I had known…”
“I wanted you,” Biba said firmly. “I still want you. But something inside me is…broken.”
Cosimo frowned. “Being a virgin isn’t being broken, lovely one.” He searched her eyes, and she saw understanding creep into them. “Oh, God…Biba…”
She nodded. “A family friend when I was twelve. Not rape, but there was other stuff. So, I waited until I knew I really wanted someone. And I met you.”
“Dear God. I want to kill him.” He pressed his lips against her forehead. “How did your parents react?”
Her throat closed, and she leaned into his embrace. “They didn’t believe me.”
“Jesus Christ.”He spat the words, clearly incensed, and his arms tightened around her. “Darling, I wish you had said something before.”
She looked up at him. “Would you still want me if I had?”
His green eyes were troubled. “We should have talked about it… God, Biba. I’m old enough to be your father.”
“Don’t say that, Cosimo. I’veneverfelt like this before.” Biba kissed him, but she could feel him holding back now.God… “Please don’t push me away.”
Cosimo’s brows were knitted together. “That’s not what I’m doing.” He began to pull her clothes onto her, and eventually, they both dressed.
Biba felt miserable as they walked back down the jetty. Cosimo took her hand. “Biba, we’re going to go back to my room, and we’re going to talk. Okay?”
She nodded, but knew in her heart, he was about to tell her that they couldn’t continue. She felt like crying. She wanted him so badly, but it was just her screwed-up brain that was putting the skids on this.
That, and the fact that this man couldn’t possibly want a messed-up kid with no experience and one hell of a damaged past.Please don’t send me away…
Biba was about to stop him and beg him not to leave her, but then a scream pierced the night, and shots rang out. Looking at each other in horror, Cosimo and Biba only hesitated a moment before both of them took off, running towards the sound of the gunfire.
