Page 33 of Unruly Protector
Of course, that would happen after the wedding night has taken place but, my point is, this feels more and more like a real marriage with feelings heading toward love instead of hate due to it being arranged.
“And what are you making me?”I casually ask while treating my eyes to the part of his chest that’s now on show.
“Spaghetti,” he simply says, making my eyes flash up to meet his.
“And you have to look up a recipe on your phone?”I ask in astonishment.
A chuckle slips over his kissable lips as he shakes his head.“I’m Italian and had a grandmother who taught me all the family recipes.I would put her to shame if I needed a recipe to make spaghetti.So, no.I’m staying in contact with Arturo and Leandro.When Fredo left the church, he headed straight for the marina.He owns a small cruise ship, one he converted into a casino.He seems to be living there too, or so we heard from Pepe just now.We heard he has issues with his wife.If that asshole would have come to me months ago when he started with this shit, we would have a completely different conversation.But that fucker is money hungry and thought he could conduct business in my territory without my knowledge and agreement.”
“He needs the money,” I muse.“Not to mention you would never agree to those illegal gambling parties.Fredo should have been pulled from overseeing things for the floating casino the second he became aware of his gambling addiction.I bet it grew to the point where he owes too much money and has to figure out a way to either get more or feed his addiction in other ways.”
“Right,” Clemente growls low.
I step closer and unbutton the last few buttons of his crisp white shirt.
“Rina,” he croaks.“What are you doing?”
I pull his shirt off and hold it in my hand while I step away.
“I’m saving your shirt,” I simply state.“You mentioned you can cook but making spaghetti can get messy and I’m not going to struggle with getting stains out of your shirt in the first days of our marriage.”I hold up his shirt.“Hence me saving it beforehand.”
His husky chuckle is a lustful distraction and I grab the front of my dress to make a quick exit.I head into the first bedroom I find and close the door behind me.I struggle a bit to get out of my dress and carefully place it over a chair in the corner.I quickly freshen up in the bathroom and grab Clemente’s shirt when I’m done.
That had been my plan all along when I saw him unbuttoning his shirt.It’s big enough to cover all my personal bits and this apartment is warm enough to walk around practically naked.Add the sexy lingerie I’m wearing and I’d say I’m handling this seduction part of my wedding night pretty well under the circumstances.
Silently I stroll back into the living room and glance in the direction of the open kitchen.Watching Clemente’s strong muscled back move as he cuts tomatoes makes me forget the outside world.In this moment there’s just two people and when I give in to the sweet pulse of my body’s longing, there’s no denying the way I crave this man.
I might be highly inexperienced but I’m not oblivious to everything involving sex.I’ve felt his hardness against me and the way he dominates my mouth is a good indication I can easily enough surrender to Clemente with the solid knowledge he will take good care of me.
But I also want to be an active part in all of it.I want to let my nails trail over his muscled back, palm his thick length to feel the weight and strength of it in my hand, and place the tip at my entrance so he can easily—
“Rina.”My name is a tortured growl, ripped from his throat as Clemente is now standing right in front of me.
Shit.I let myself get inside my head, dreaming away, while he had the chance to sneak up on me.
“What?”I say, wanting the one word to come out as an annoyed snap but instead it comes out breathlessly.
“Forget about dinner,” Clemente murmurs as he leans in close.“I’m going to have a little appetizer first.”
A squeal rips from my throat when Clemente suddenly grabs my waist and throws me over his shoulder.He stalks straight into the bedroom I just came from and throws me on the bed.
My hands fly out to balance myself and I grip the sheets hard when my eyes lock on his.Carnal desire.I have no other words to describe the heated way he’s looking at me.He drags me by the hips to pull me closer, grabbing my ankles to place my feet at the edge of the bed.
My heart speeds up, knowing what comes next by the way he positions my body.He drops to his knees and solely focuses on my silk-covered pussy.His hands slide down the inside of my thighs to push my legs open.
“I’ve been wanting a taste for quite some time now.”His words make a rush of wetness spread all over the fabric between my legs.“Imagining this sweet pussy, wanting to taste your orgasm as you come all over my face.”
I don’t have time to worry about anything because his fingers grip the silk material and with force he shreds it away, leaving me bare before him.I place myself on my elbows and watch with eager curiosity as he leans forward.His tongue slides out from between his lips.Our eyes lock right before he slowly licks my pussy.
Oh.
My.
Heavenly.
Goodness.
I am never letting him leave.I am going to tie his head right between my legs and keep him and his magical tongue working on my pussy.Shit.What kind of awesomeness have I been missing all my life?
