"So am I." She rubbed him through his trunks and he fucking moaned again, which seemed to have lit a fire within her.
"Get them fucking off now; I need you buried inside me, please!" He blinked two times before he complied, although he didn’t take them off, he just pushed them down enough to get his dick free and to settle her straight on him. Her hands pumped him before she grabbed him and slid down on them, their cries mirroring each other.
"Oh fuck, Val!" She shuddered in his arms and he couldn't fight the grin. Fuck if being buried in her wasn’t touching Heaven to him. His hands moved to her hips as he showed her how to move, his eyes locked with hers. Slowly, she twisted and turned as she rocked and he brought her in for a kiss, needing something to do before he took over and fucked her from underneath. He wanted her to control this, he felt she needed it and really, he didn't mind at the moment.
Soon, she was panting and crying, needing something and he grinned. He broke the kiss and had her lean back slightly as his hands held her. He started taking control from the bottom and he fucked her faster and harder and she moaned loudly. God damn, was that shit music to his ears!
"Oh shit Vinny, yes like that. I can feel it, it's so close." She barely finished that as he felt her tighten around him, her release strong and triggering his own. He moved his lips along her neck and shoulder, moaning in her ear and he grinned as he felt the goosebumps along her skin. "God, this really is so amazing with you."
"I'm glad that you think so." He chuckled and she rolled her eyes, reaching back to at least tie her bikini top back in place. "Leave it, not like anyone will see you."
"The guys..." she started but he shook his head.
"Know not to look." She nodded and they both jumped as her phone went off. She climbed off of him and he missed her warmth. And to him, that was jacked up because Giovanni was not a man who missed a woman in any fashion.
"Hi, mom." His head lifted up at her greeting, surprised to hear from her at all. Val nodded at something, although she didn’t say anything and he couldn't help but be curious. "Yeah, lunch is fine tomorrow. I don't know if Vinny can make it but my only class is in the morning." She paused, looked at him, and he shook his head, he was slammed tomorrow. "No, he can’t make it."
"I'll be home later," he whispered and sat next to her, kissing her shoulder. "We can have more fun in the pool when I get home." She giggled, and to him, that sounded sure like an innocent schoolgirl that was getting told something nasty and he was probably sure her mom was fuming over that, and he just didn’t care.
~ Chapter 46 ~
Val pulled up to the house, her stomach twisting. She hadn’t been to this house in a while and she hadn’t seen her dad since they came back from New York. And when her mom had texted her that morning asking her to come to their house for lunch, she was worried. She wasn’t sure she’d want to see her dad or that she would be pleasant. She wasn’t all too sure she was thrilled to even be here with her mom when her mom hadn’t done anything.
She climbed out of her car and smoothed her skirt down. She could do this, she was brave and strong. And the kiss from Vinny this morning before he left while they were still in bed gave her more strength. It also heated her from the core and made her toes curl, but she was strong, and they had stopped. She walked up the pathway and stopped in front of the door. Usually, she would walk in, but now she felt too much like an outsider and felt like the only proper thing was to knock. She took another deep breath and raised her hand, smiling as the door opened and her mother stood there.
“Come in, Valentina.” She smiled at her mom and brushed a kiss over her cheek as she walked in.
“I was glad you called, mamma, I was worried you were just as mad at me as dad was. And I’m not even sure over what, exactly.” She watched as her mom’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Really, Valentina, you have no idea why?” Val licked her lips and just gave her mom a smile.
“Mom, I didn’t come here to fight, I don’t want to fight. I’d love to talk to you though, seeing as it’s been a while.” Her mother lifted her head but nodded and Val let out a silent sigh. She really was hoping that her mom wasn’t going to be like this, be pushy and overbearing, but now she was thinking she would be. And after the ugly dinner last night, the shitty professor lecture this morning, she couldn’t deal with a mother who wanted to be overly rude. The only bright spot in the last 24 hours had been her time with Vinny. And whoever would have thought that something like that would be the bright spot for her?
“Sit,” her mother said, waving her hand at the chair across from hers in the kitchen. Val pulled out the seat and was wondering if her mom had always been this uptight and ridged or was it something new because of the man she was engaged to? “How was class?”
“Long. I’ll be glad when I get my degree next year. I swear these professors are only getting worse as time goes on with lectures that are tedious.” Her mother poured the ice tea and nodded but Val could see that she wasn’t listening, and for Val, that was a first. Usually, her mom cared enough to actually engage in a conversation with her, especially about school. Val let out a loud breath which caused her mom to look at her.
“That was uncalled for.”
“No, this treatment is, mom. What’s going on? Did I piss you off with something and I don’t know it?”
“Yes!” Val blinked a few times, quite surprised by that. She could not recall, for the life of her, what she had done that would piss her mom off like this.
“What? What the hell did I do?” Susana sat her hands on her lap and looked at her daughter. Val wasn’t a perfect daughter, over the years she had gotten into trouble here and there and her mom would be upset. And Val always swore you didn’t want to cross an Italian woman when they were pissed and her mom wasn’t any different. But the look Val saw in her mother’s eyes was one she had never seen before and try as she might, she really couldn’t recall having done anything that would make her that upset.
“I had a good daughter once.” Val’s brows wrinkled as she shook her head, not understanding the comment. “One who believed in being true, pure, in staying that way till her wedding night; non prostituirsi con tutti prima della mano (not whoring herself around to everyone beforehand)!” Val’s jaw dropped at those words, her mind spinning. She wanted to be good now, be the proper daughter, and not raise her own voice but that was uncalled for.
“He’s my God damn fiancé; I can sleep with him whenever I want to. Where did I say I couldn’t do that? And if sleeping with a man before marriage, madre (mother), makes me a whore then I guess I follow in my own mother’s footsteps!” Her mother’s eyes blazed and her hand shook. Val knew it was taking strength unknown to anyone to restrain Susana from hitting her.
“I demand you marry as quickly as possible!”
“You can’t do that!” Val cried, over the antics of everyone pushing this wedding.
“Like hell, I can’t. Your father is the Don. I’m sure Constanti would be most happy to have this squared away.” Susana stood up and glared at her daughter. “Better yet, you better be ready to walk down the fucking aisle in a week, Valentina, because I can arrange a marriage that fast!”
“I won’t let you do that mom, you cannot handle my life. I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but I am a grown-ass woman and I won’t have a kid prior to my own marriage like you did.” That brought the slap out and Val covered her cheek, staring at her mom. Val swallowed hard and grabbed her purse, turning on her heel and running out. She glanced over her shoulder when she reached the doorway and looked at her mom. “I can do the math mom; don’t forget I’m good with numbers.”
“So am I, Val, so you better not be pregnant. But I refuse to be the butt of every joke, so in a fucking God damn week, you will be standing at the altar with Vinny saying you fucking ‘I do’s’. And since you couldn’t wait to sleep with him, you shouldn’t have a problem with that, at all.” Val slammed the door as she walked out, her hands shaking as she got in the car. She wasn’t even sure, at this moment, if she could drive.