Page 52 of The Agreement

"Everything looks fine here. So, I guess that's safe. Which means...," he stopped as he nodded his head to a monitor. Right outside his back door to the house were Val and Joey. He got out of the chair, walked to the door, and opened it but he paused from saying anything as he heard Val screaming at him.

"Don’t fucking tell me what to do, Joey!"

"Valentina, he is your dad and he deserves some respect, you know that."

"I don’t care if he is the God damn Pope, he can kiss my ass. You weren't there; you didn't get the verbal slaps I got for nothing that was my fault. At this point, I hate the man and I don’t need you to play fucking errand boy to tell me to talk to him. Otherwise, I will you the same God damn shit."

"And that is?" Vinny couldn’t understand why Joey would push that button but again, it was sexy as hell to see Val worked up. But he couldn't help but question why, it couldn’t just be Joey stopping by to talk about her dad.

"To fuck off! Family or not, I don't want to see you if this is the shit you're going to pull." With that, she turned on her heel and shoved past Vinny who was left staring at Joey.

"I would suggest giving her some time man. Her dad was harsh and he didn’t have to be."

"I know; my uncle isn’t always so kind with his words. Will you let her know I love her?"

"Yeah, sure." Joey nodded and Vinny closed the door and then walked back into the house.

"Let me go, Frankie!"

"Don’t fucking hit me, Val." Vinny walked to the front entranceway and stared at the scene now before him. Frankie was currently holding Val’s right hand that had her car keys.

"I won’t hit you if you just let me go!" She swung at him again but he twirled her and wrapped his arms around her from behind, locking her within his embrace. "God damn it, I hate you. Just let me go! You don’t need to keep me like a prisoner."

"No one said you were, Val. But you are too heated right now to drive and you will only get yourself into an accident."

"I still hate you. You get to leave when you’re half-cocked and never seem to worry about something happening." Frankie looked up and caught Vinny’s gaze. Yeah, there was more to Val’s anger than just this situation with her dad. She seemed tense, on edge, and come to think of it, she had been that way that all morning when they were eating breakfast. She was short-tempered and almost rude and that was not like her.

"Val," Vinny said as he walked over to her, "Frankie isn’t your enemy. He’s only looking out for you." Vinny looked up at Frankie and nodded his head, letting him know to let her go. Once she did, she glared at him but she didn’t try to dart off. Instead, she looked at Vinny, her eyes holding a truth she didn’t know they were admitting. He could tell what was bothering her and he knew she would never get it, never understand it.

"I'm so frustrated with everything and everyone. I feel like I can’t breathe and that everyone is saying I'm wrong to feel this way."

"You aren’t wrong but this goes beyond your dad." Vinny glanced around and took her hand, leading her away from the entranceway and back to his room to have more privacy.

"Well, what is it? I feel like I'm flying off the handle at every little thing today. I didn't mean to scream at Joey or Frankie. But, God damn, I'm just...so.....," she stopped, unable to even explain her feelings right now but she didn’t need to, he knew. It was just a matter of explaining her sexual frustration. She had the taste and her body was demanding more. And she had no way of figuring that out since she hadn't ever gone that far before.

"I get it. Maybe the guys don’t, and that's okay, but I do." She looked up at him as she sat on his bed, her head tilted in confusion.

"Please enlighten me because I have never felt this wound up before."

"And you wouldn’t have because this problem stems from something you’ve never experienced. You had a taste and now your body is demanding more. It needs a release, a sexual release. You are frustrated sexually." Val just stared at him for another moment before dropping her gaze to her hands. He could read her emotions and he knew she finally understood it. She stood up and walked over to him.

"Are you going to help me?" He smiled and cupped her cheek; that was a bold question yet again on her part.

"Are you sure you trust me too?"

~ Chapter 40 ~

He watched as Val looked up at him, her beautiful green eyes wide and innocent and he fucking got hard. He always said that innocents did nothing for him, that he liked a woman who knew what they were doing, and he wanted a woman to be able to please him and he knew Val needed to be taught. But that night in the hotel, he was surprised by how open and willing she was and he was surprised by how exciting that was to him.

"Yes," she finally whispered, "I do trust you." He reached out to brush her hair back with his other hand and she licked her lips and it took more willpower than he thought to bite back the groan that wanted to come out at that sight. He moved to stand between her legs as she looked up at him while he cupped her cheeks and tilted her head up so he could kiss her. She moaned into his mouth and he fought the urge to haul her against him and devour her mouth.

Later, there would be time later to get her used to what he liked and get her comfortable with having sex on a regular basis. Right now, this was all about her and making sure she was okay. There was no emotional stress to say they got caught up in that to taint this time for them. He also wanted to make this sweet for her. And if he thought she would be okay with just coming, he would go that route, but he knew it wouldn't take long before her frustration was worse. So, though he wanted her first time to be special, he could always makes the aftercare special, and he knew she would need that a lot more than candles and softness now.

He helped her stand, taking her hands and wrapping them around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her, keeping the kiss going the whole time. He never stopped to think about her size, but the more he held her against him, the more amazed he became by how she fit into his frame so nicely; as if she was made for him. He groaned as her tongue swept out along his lips and as her fingernails raked along the back of his neck.

He knew, with her being tucked into his body like this that she would have to feel his hardness. However, he was slightly surprised when her own hips rubbed against his aching member and she moaned. She finally broke the kiss to look up at him, her nipples hard through her shirt, and he could feel just how turned on she was getting. His hands moved down to cup her ass and he lifted her with ease while she wrapped her legs around his hips.

"I don’t know if I've ever been so full of want, Giovanni. I want you in so many ways and it's all so new to me." He stared into those beautiful brown eyes that had lightened with her desire to add a mix of honey and he grinned. He could understand that it all wasn’t sexual and he would agree. He never wanted a wife, never wanted a single partner, and now that he had to have one, he really could see his life with Valentina.

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