Page 53 of The Agreement

"I understand and I feel it too." He sat down in the middle of the bed with her still wrapped around him. "I'll try my best to make this as painless and as beautiful as I can." His hands started tugging her shirt up and off then tossed it aside. She shook her head and her hair fell over her shoulder.

"I just want you." He chuckled as he reached behind her to unhook her bra, drawing that off as well.

"You will have meprincipessa(princess), but that doesn’t mean I still don’t want to make this special. This only happens once and you deserve the best." He leaned his head down and pulled a taut nipple into his mouth, sucking softly on it. She sucked in a breath, her fingers digging into his hair, while her head tipped back, her hair brushing along his legs. And if there was ever a sight he would want to be photographed, it would be something like this. He couldn't wait to be above her, his hard dick buried deep into her, and to see the passion on her face; she was just that exquisite.

He moved to the other nipple as his hand worked on undoing her jeans and giving him enough room to slip a finger in. And once he did, he was slightly surprised to feel how wet she was. She moaned as he slipped in a finger and then moved it to rub against her clit. Vinny shifted them so he could lay her down and pulled back to smile at her, one which she returned. He pulled her jeans down and tossed them, the pretty lace thong followed next and he grinned at the sight before him.

"God damn, you are so beautiful." The blush that stained her cheeks traveled along her body and he had to grin even more because, fuck, for him it was an erotic sight to see. He pushed her legs apart and laid down between them, her pussy lips already glistening with her juice. Either the simple kisses drove her wild with desire, or the thought of finally having sex made her wet. He wasn’t sure, and to be honest, he didn’t care, he just cared that she was.

He leaned forward and swiped his tongue along her folds before pumping his tongue into her and then up to flick against her clit, making her cry out, and her back arch. Her hands, again, found his hair and she tugged. He liked that she did what she felt and didn’t hold back. That abandonment in sex was always so much more pleasurable to both parties. He pulled her clit into his mouth and sucked on it while he slipped a finger into her.

"Oh, God, that...feels...." She didn’t go on and he smirked; he left her breathless. 'Just wait, sweetheart,' he thought, 'it's only going to get worse.' He looked up at her as he added another finger. She was soaking even more now and he was sure she would be ready for him. His face broke out into a wide grin as she whimpered at the loss of him while he stood up to undress. "Why...did you stop?"

"Because those actions are nice, however, it’s only foreplay. They won’t help to remove the feelings you are having." He finally kicked off his jeans and he could feel her eyes looking him over and he almost wanted to strut in pride. He climbed back over her and made her look at him. "This will hurt, Il mio cuore (my heart), not badly and not for long, and I wish I could take that part away." His fingers had moved to stroke her pussy while he spoke and she nodded, her hips lifted to rub against his. And he tried to fight it, but he couldn't, so he slowly started to slip into her. And her warmth, her tightness, was truly outstanding to him.

"Please, just fuck me, don’t go slow." His eyes locked with hers and he couldn’t help but smirk. He couldn't fuck her, not this go. But he could bring the pain faster so that she could get over it quicker. He pulled back and then pushed in faster and a bit harder, feeling her barrier break.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she cried out, and he hung his head, resting it on her shoulder. There was no going back; this beautiful, sensual creature was fully his, and that thought made his dick painfully hard. He waited a few moments before he pulled out and slowly pushed back in, repeating that while the discomfort eased.

She finally opened her eyes to look at him and they seemed brighter to him. He started moving faster, harder, and she started to moan, her nails traveling along his back. He wasn’t sure that in all his life he had ever felt anything as amazing as Valentina wrapped tightly around him.

"God damn it, Val, you feel fucking incredible." She cupped the back of his head and pulled him down for a kiss as her hips started rocking with his. He moaned as his tongue met hers, his hands roaming the sides of her body. If he wasn’t careful, with how tight she was, and how wet and warm, he could easily explode, and he refused to do that before her pleasure was done. He knew she needed this release to help with her frustration and nothing else would work.

"I never...thought…it would...feel so good," she stammered out once she broke the kiss and he smiled.

"Oh baby, this gets better. You can fuck me faster, slower, on top, in the water, doggy, hell you name it and we will do it. And each time it will get better." He stopped himself from staying that it would be because of feelings because he could tell he was falling for her, and he was going to fight it. Being a mob boss and loving someone caused trouble, caused a weakness and he wasn’t sure he could do that. Not yet anyway, later on in life, sure, but not now.

"All that...is better?" He looked down again at her and smiled, his thrusts becoming a bit harder.

"When you come, it's better. Each position offers something new in feelings, in control, and each is wonderful." She blinked and he could see a deep desire, what she needed before the words left her mouth.

"Make me come, Giovanni." Fucking shit, how dare she speak his name like that and bring him to the edge so fast? He reached between them and rubbed her clit while he shifted slightly, finding her sweet spot. She cried out, coming hot and fast around him, and with a few more thrusts he was buried to the hilt within her, following her own release. And she whimpered out in pleasure, wrapped her arms around him tighter, he felt Heaven, and knew this was a spot he never wanted to leave; this was a spot he could stay at forever.

Many minutes later, he pulled back and smiled down at her. He slowly withdrew, groaning at the loss. She reached out for him, shaking her head.

"Don’t go," she whispered.

"I need to draw a warm bath,bella, otherwise, you will be sore," he assured her. He hadn't wanted to do that in the past but he longed to do it now.

“Oh," she said. And he watched as a sly grin broke out on her face and she pulled her lip between her teeth, a vixen if he ever saw one. "And after that, can we do this again?"

~ Chapter 41 ~

She wasn’t sure what had come over her honestly. He just did things to her she never thought about and now that they had sex, well, she wanted more. She wanted more of the way he touched her, more of the kisses all over her body, hell, more of the amazing feeling of having him inside her. She thought, once upon a time, that she wouldn’t like it, how could it possibly feel good? Yeah, she will eat those words as dumb. Because that shit was downright amazing and she wouldn't deny her body any longer.

He lifted her with ease and with a smile. "So, now you became my siren, luring me to death with this sexual appetite I have awoken, huh?"

"You said it yourself, sex was bound to happen, and now that it did, yes I want more." She did her best pout. "You wouldn’t say no, right?" He laughed as the bathwater rose and he added some salts and a soothing liquid before stepping in and then lifting her up to bring her in. He leaned her back against him as he laid his own head back for a bit.

"I wouldn’t deny you, Val. In fact, I have a confession." Her head tilted back, trying to see him and he smiled.

"What's that?"

"I've never had sex with a virgin; the thought has always turned me off. I like my women to be knowledgeable in the way of pleasure." He grabbed a handful of water and dumped it over her stomach and she watched it as her lip twisted. She was too new to this to have any type of knowledge about pleasing him. "But the thought of having you, of being your only one, of showing and guiding you, well that made me harder than ever. And though you might not believe me that was some of the best sex I had and could get used to having it very often." He kissed her shoulder and she shivered.

So, okay, not only was he good with his body, he was soothing with his pillow talk? With making her feel good about something she had no clue about? She couldn't help but sit here and wonder how many other people got to enjoy moments like this? Obviously not in this tub since he didn’t have women here, but in general.

"Is this a common practice for you?" she asked as he dropped more water over her chest and stomach.

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