Page 42 of The Agreement

“No, she doesn’t, but she wouldn’t do this unless someone said something to her like they could help get rid of you or something crazy. And the reason I say she’s not alone is that her her own car was shot up. I know you didn’t shoot at her and she wouldn’t harm her car like that.” Val blinked as she stared at him and God damn how he hated giving her that news. But that bombing, yeah, that was unexplainable to him.

“But you said no one knew we were coming to New York, so…” He silenced her by pulling her in his arms and kissing the top of her head and then her forehead.

“I don’t know Val, I’m working on that, but I promise that no one knew.” He gave her another soft kiss on her lips and her hands held tightly to his sides. He could feel the shakes through her and he hated that there wasn’t anything he could do at the moment but hold her.

“Vinny?” He barely heard her and wouldn’t have if it wasn’t for the breath that he felt across his chest.

“Yeah?” he asked as one hand played with her hair and the other rubbed her back, trying to soothe her.

“I know there are men all over and I know you would protect me, and that we have never done this, but I know I won’t be able to sleep alone, so I was wondering if I could sleep with you?” He wasn’t sure what made him smile more. If it was her asking, her innocent way, or the way that she trusted him enough to take care of her and protect her. He was actually going to have to say it was a mix of all three and he was going to have fun fighting his hardening dick, which he would totally blame on the attraction that had risen up earlier between them.

“You are right, I will always protect you and I will always care for you. And yes, you are more than welcome to stay in my bed. Just let me change out of the towel and into some shorts. Go ahead and get into bed.” He stood up and once she did, her eyes drifted away from him and a blush crept up on her cheeks. He had to admit, he was never the type to like taking a woman’s virginity, he rather enjoyed a woman who knew what she wanted and what she liked, but he felt that he might have more fun with his fiancé than he even thought he would have.

He went into the bathroom to change, thinking she might not be ready for the show. He would admit, though, that he was past ready. In all their years he could always say Val was a beauty and he was always curious to see more of her skin. And now that he had seen more in her shorts and in her swimsuits, he was ready to see what her naked body looked like. But he also knew that wasn’t something that she would be ready for and he was okay with that too.

He walked out of the bathroom and slipped into the bed, facing her. Her eyes were open and locked on his for a moment before they shifted and trailed over his chest and down his abs, finally stopping at the sheet that was covering his lower half. Her hand came up and her nails traced some of his tattoos and he had to suck in a breath at how such an innocent touch had set his body on fire.

“I like your artwork, Giovanni.” And fuck, did he like the way his name rolled off her tongue like that.

“My dad and mom don’t.” She ran the nail over another tattoo and looked at him, a smirk tugging on her lips.

“You don’t show it for them, and you won’t be showing them to anyone but me from here on out. So it’s a good thing I find them sexy.” Well, hell, that so was not what he expected her to say.

“Guess that’s a very good thing actually.” He watched her and then watched as she leaned forward and started kissing along the tattoo that covered his right pec. And for the first time ever, he actually felt tingles race from that spot. He cupped her cheek and lifted her head up, crushing his lips to hers. God, he wanted to make her burn like she was making him burn. Her hand reached up and wrapped around his neck, her fingers sliding into his hair, tugging on it and he groaned against her lips and her tongue.

He wrapped his other arm around her and pulled her against him, ignoring the hardness that was growing and pushing against her. No matter what, all of this would go at her pace, at whatever she wanted to set. Shit, he was happy to be getting this right now.

Her teeth pulled at his lip and he broke the kiss to look at her and her sweet, innocent yet sinful smile that told him she was thinking of other things.

“What is it. babe?” Her fingers still played with his hair and he wasn’t sure how her other hand had moved along his chest without him feeling it. His eyes searched hers, trying to see what was going on but he wasn’t expecting the question that came out.

“Make me forget Giovanni, only you can help me forget everything.”

~ Chapter 33 ~

She swallowed her nerves as the question slipped from her. She knew that he had the power and she knew that this man would be her husband. So why not give it to him now? So they both could feel good after the night they had?

His hand stopped and his gaze locked with hers, asking silent questions. But she was ready, she wanted him. His fingers feathered down over her arms and her sides.

“Are you sure?”

“You’re going to be my husband Giovanni; you will get to have me at some point. Why not make it good for both of us? Why not end this night with something good?”

“Okay Valentina, but at any point, if you get uncomfortable or want to stop, you just let me know.” She nodded, her head tilted back as his lips ran over her cheek before they got to her lips. And God damn did she love the way this man could kiss. She had to assume that if they had ever dated in the past, she wouldn’t have remained a virgin. Not that anyone would blame her. She’d rather not say how many times some of her friends would bring his name up in conversation and then question his many skills.

His tongue slipped out and met hers, his hands moving to her hips. And within his embrace, everything felt right, felt beautiful and her mind soon lost sight of the dangers of the night. She gave in to the feelings and shut her mind off. Granted, when Vinny’s tongue was working down the sensitive side of her neck and his fingers were tracing little designs on her skin, it wasn’t hard to lose focus and only feel.

“Sit up Val.” Val struggled to understand what he was asking and she felt his lips curl into a smile. “I need you to sit up babe so I can take your tank top off.”

“Oh,” she mumbled and sat up. His hand quickly pulled off the garment and tossed it aside. And even in the darkness, she knew his eyes were taking in what no other man had ever seen.

“So che hai avuto baci, ma mai niente al di là del giusto?(I know you’ve had kisses, but never anything beyond right)?”

“No, sei il primo uomo a vedere questo, a toccarmi. (No, you are the first man to see this, to even touch me.)” He growled and it was a sound that went straight to her core, causing her to clench her thighs as she felt the wetness.

“I can’t even being to tell you how that makes me feelinamorato(sweetheart).” His hands cupped her breasts and his thumbs rubbed against her nipples, causing her to gasp with pleasure. She would be lying if she said she hadn’t played with herself but this was a whole new level of pleasure she didn’t think she had ever felt before. And fuck if that wasn’t just his fingers playing with them. He grinned as he felt the pleasures roll through her, she was sure of it.

And he sure didn’t give her any warning when his mouth closed over a tight peak, causing her to cry out in pleasure. Not that she thought he would have. Giovanni was a man who liked to do what he wanted and nothing would stop him, her included. Her hands flew to his hair as her back arched upward so that more of her breast was being offered to him.

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