Page 39 of The Don's Prisoner

He exploded, pumping his hips as he came down my throat. I gagged a little from the force, but the discomfort paled in comparison to the joy I got when he pulled himself out of my mouth and knelt before me so he could hug me to him. His heart hammered beneath his skin, and I swear I could practically feel it trying to escape.

“Victoria… you’re amazing.” He kissed my face and I smiled.

“So, it was okay?” I laughed as he continued to cover my face in kisses. Water poured around us, now warm and inviting rather than the bitter cold it had been when we first stepped in.

He pushed away from me, holding onto my shoulders so he could look at me at arm’s length. He had a very serious set to his dark eyebrows, and his hair was falling across his forehead, giving him a very boy band member look to him. I blinked water from my eyes and tried to meet his gaze.

“Victoria, that was… fuck, it was the best blowjob I’ve ever received. Would it be tacky to include in our vows that you will give me one every morning from now until forever? Or maybe get a tattoo ‘Property of Giovanni De Carlo’ on the inside of your lips?”

“Yeah,” I laughed, brushing his hair back. “It would be.”

He snapped his fingers together and pointed at the ceiling in a clear “Aha!” moment.

“Right… if I tattooed my name in your mouth, then the one on your fine pussy wouldn’t seem as important. Don’t worry, I’ll figure something out.”

I laughed and shoved him backwards so I could get up.

“Come on, I have to meet your sister soon. Let’s take a shower,” I told him.

Eventually, we did. We just got a lot more dirty first. He fingered me and used the detachable shower head to make me cum, which in turn made him hard again. He fucked me against the wall of the shower and came inside me, biting my neck and growling my name.

With that in my head, it was hard to keep a straight face around Isabella.

She had texted me while Gio and I were having fun in the shower. When I bent down to pick up my dress from the night before off the floor, I saw her name flash on the screen. Standing naked in Gio’s room, my hair dripping water down my back, I opened the texts.

Isabella: Good morning! Are you still able to come out with me today?

I could almost hear the hopefulness in her voice. I smiled and replied.

Me: Of course!

Isabella: Great! Where can I pick you up?

Me: Ummm… your brother’s house.

Isabella: Perfect, I’ll be there in about a half hour.

Isabella: See you then!

She didn’t say anything about me being at her brother’s place, but then again, I was his fiancée. It made sense for me to have spent the night here. If we had started out as an actual couple and had dated like normal people, this probably would have happened after a date night anyway. So why was I feeling so shy about it?

Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I was way too comfortable being there.

When I turned around, Gio was slowly buttoning his light blue dress shirt and smiling at me.

“Plans all sorted for the day?” he asked and I nodded, moving towards him so I could take the buttons from his fingers and help him, throwing the dress I had picked up off the floor onto his bed. My fingers handled the buttons easily when he had seemed to be doing more fumbling than was necessary.

“How do you get dressed all by yourself in the morning?” I asked with what I hoped to be a flirtatious grin. He snorted.

“Well excuse me for having a little trouble. I’m staring at a naked woman in my bedroom thinking of all the nasty things I want to do to her tonight,” he replied and suddenly my own hands were shaking. Lucky for me, I was done with his buttons.

I walked to the other side of the bed to look for my bra and panties, wherever they had landed. I left the panties there but put the bra on. Then I grabbed the dress and pulled it over my head.

“Fuck, you’re going out in public with my sister, and you aren’t going to be wearing any panties? Do you know how distracting that is? It’s going to drive me crazy all day. I’m not going to get any work done.”

I grinned at him and straightened my dress. I felt a little skanky, but there was no way I was going to wear my underwear another day, and borrowing a pair of his boxers was out of the question for the type of dress I was wearing. I was going to borrow one of his button-up shirts, though. I crossed the room and entered the walk-in closet that he had hidden behind the wall of metal objects hanging from the wall. The black door handle blended right in. The only way I knew it was there was because he had left the door open, having just gotten his suit from there.

I grabbed a simple white silk dress shirt that was definitely high quality and pulled it on over the top of my dress. Gio sat down on the bed and put on a set of dress shoes he had gotten from the closet as well, watching me the entire time. I buttoned the three middle buttons of the shirt then tied the bottom of it in a bow. Then, I rolled up the sleeves, so the cuffs rested at my elbows. Finally, I left the top buttons of the shirt open to reveal cleavage and just a hint of the top of the black dress beneath.

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