Page 54 of Christmas with the Mafia
I tilt her face to mine and stare into her eyes, whispering, “Do not envy this lifestyle, Regina. Appreciate it for sure, but never believe you don’t deserve to be here. You are the life in this place, and the person who makes it a home, and never forget that.”
“Nico.” Her eyes mist, and the sparkle in them takes my breath away. Regina really is a beautiful soul, and she is right about one thing, she doesn’t belong in our world. We will corrupt her in seconds, and the thought of that sparkle diminishing over time makes me feel like the biggest bastard alive.
I caress her soft skin and experience an overwhelming urge to be closer to her, to drag that light spirit into my dark world, to lighten it from within.
She is like a breath of life-saving oxygen in a toxic environment and is the most precious thing in this entire place—she is humanity.
I claim her lips as if they are my last breath, and what a breath it will be. My kiss is hungry, desperate even, and for the first time I want a woman for who she is, rather than what she is.
Regina kisses me back with passion, reassuring me that she wants this as much as I do.
Her fingers tangle in my hair and pull me closer, her tongue clashing with mine as the kiss deepens and control is not a factor anymore.
I push her back onto the bed, and my hand slides under her skirt, much the same as in the car, and I inch my fingers under her panties, around to her ass, pulling her closer, desperate for more.
“Tell me to stop and I will.” I growl into her mouth, and her eyes burn brightly as she whispers, “Don’t stop, Nico.”
It’s as if a green light flicks over red, and there is no stopping me now. Her clothes become a thing of the past as they join mine in a heap on the floor.
I revert to the caveman of my ancestors and feast on her skin, kissing, biting and trailing over every inch, savoring the taste of her, loving the sensation of her touch.
Regina returns the favor, and her nails rake against my chest, and as she kisses my neck, her tits press against my chest, her breath is erratic.
My tongue trails a path down her body until I reach the center that promises so much, and as I swipe my tongue against her clit, she groans, “Nico, that is so…”
She doesn’t finish as I plunge two fingers deep inside her wet heat, and she grasps the cover, groaning with desire.
My cock throbs with an urgency to bury inside her, and as I kiss a trail up her body, I whisper, “Tell me to stop, baby girl.”
“Don’t stop.”
Her tone is fierce as I nip at her neck, my teeth puckering the soft skin as I suck the blood from under it. I want to mark her, to demonstrate to my entire family that I ownher now—the mark of a man on his woman, a huge fuck you to them all.
My hand rummages in my bedside drawer as my mouth feeds off her sweet lips, then, locating a condom, I roll it expertly over my throbbing cock.
There is no time for foreplay, not extended at least, that will happen later when we have more time but the most important thing right now is to replace her anxiety with my cock because I have never wanted to be inside any woman as much as this one.
“One last chance to back out.”
I swear I hate the sound of my own voice right now, and she drags her nails over my back and says almost fiercely, “Do it.”
Her legs part, and as I position between them, the light in her eyes distracts me momentarily. It’s as if I’m about to fuck an angel, and I stare in wonder at the beauty beneath me. I have never experienced anything like this, and I’m guessing it’s her sweetness that is driving this feral need inside me.
I slow things down because I want to savor every single minute of this. The moment I enter paradise and as I hover at its entrance, she smiles, her eyes sparkling as she proves we are on the same page.
I move slowly, almost with hesitation, as I push inside, slowly at first, loving the sensation of entering her inch by inch. She doesn’t break eye contact and tugs on her bottom lip with her teeth, shifting to accommodate my length, the flush of her beauty reassuring me she is everything I want.
I cup her face with one hand as I move inside her. We are connected in every way, and that surprises me. This isn’tfucking, or sealing a deal that will save my future. This is a desire to connect with another person on a deeper level. To make it good, to drive away any barriers or doubt. To claim my woman for all eternity, because right now that’s what this is. I am taking my shot—literally and in the heat of the moment as I am buried deep inside her, it feels like I’m home for the first time in my life.
Twenty-Seven
REGINA
Nico isdeep inside my mind, body and soul, and is stripping me bare. I never expected this—him. What started out as a fun game/experience has turned on its head and become everything.He is everything.I see no others, and as he moves inside me while staring into my eyes the entire time, it’s intimacy of the most life-changing kind.
This isn’t sex; it’s an epiphany, and time stands still as the moment sears its memory into my heart and soul. I will never forget this moment if I get no others because I finally understand what all the fuss is about.
Sex was never like this with Connor. It was cold, clinical and over with before I could work up a sweat. Not this beautiful experience, not this clashing of souls, and as the chandelier sparkles overhead, I truly believe I am in paradise.
