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NB! Adult-content | Mature | Romance
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Over 24 hours later we were in Valencia and it was beautiful. It wasn't difficult for Giovanni to get me a first-class ticket next to his and I was thankful to be able to tag along. It took us an hour to get to Valencia and we spent the morning wandering around the old-fashioned city before Giovanni left for his meeting. That worked out perfectly for me because in between the fast-paced tour of the city and the news of Nate the day before, I was exhausted. Mentally and physically. Hours later I woke from my nap feeling refreshed and focused on putting all that bullshit out of my brain. There was no point in dwelling on the Nate situation - no matter how many unanswered questions I still had for him. He clearly lied about having commitment issues and I was the issue. Or maybe he did have those issues but meeting Christina changed that? He didn't want to commit to me but who cares? Here I was with a man that actually cared about me and even though the irony lay in his own notorious commitment issues, he told me he wanted me and that was all I needed to hear.
I took a quick shower and strolled over to my overnight bag on the floor by the bed. We were in a five-star hotel in the middle of the city center. Valencia was different to Barcelona - both were just as beautiful but Valencia held that more home-like feeling due to the significantly lower amount of tourists. Barcelona was always busy and you could easily get caught up in the energy of the city. Valencia was calmer and I needed that right now. Giovanni had promised to take me to one of the best restaurants in town and I wanted to look good for our date. I pulled on a pair of leather pants and paired it with another black long-sleeve bodysuit of Reyna's that I knew he loved. Thankfully she left it behind - it hugged my body, accentuating my fuller breasts in just the right way. I strolled into the bathroom as I pulled my hair into a high ponytail and added a pair of hoop earrings to complete the look. I was putting on the last of my mascara as Giovanni strolled into our suite.
"Look at you," he stopped by the door frame of the bathroom and gawked at me, "Fuck you're beautiful,"
I looked at him through the big mirror and blushed, "Welcome back,"
He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me, looking at the two of us in the mirror, "I'm not sure I wanna show you off to the world. I might want to keep you in my bed all night,"
I chuckled, "Oh no. You promised me a great dinner at this great restaurant you speak so highly of,"
He playfully rolled his eyes, "You're right. It would be wrong of me to deny you such great food,"
I turned to face him and reached up to kiss him. He was intoxicating to me. I wanted more of him every single time. I ran my hand through his hair, tugging at it as his tongue flicked over mine. My teeth grazed his lip and I pulled at it.
He groaned, "You're making it difficult for me to not rip your clothes off right now,"
I leaned into him and felt him against me. I broke the kiss and flicked my eyes up to meet his. The tension between us was well on its way to derailing the evening we had planned and I was about to let it happen until his phone started to ring.
"I don't have to check that," he murmured
"You probably should," I sighed, "And I didn't spend all this time getting dressed up to go nowhere,"
He chuckled and pulled his phone from his pocket, "Hola Pedro, Si si, yo necesito..."
He strolled out of the bathroom to continue his conversation and I turned back to the mirror. My cheeks were flushed now and I could feel my body was still on edge but I decided to lock the tension away until tonight. Then I would have my way with him.
**
Later that evening I was perched on a barstool leaning against the counter waiting for the drinks we ordered. After we finished our dinner - which really was a meal to write home about - we decided to grab a couple of drinks before heading back to our hotel. The bar was packed with people but we managed to find a place right against by the bar.
"You were right about the food," I admitted, "That was probably one of the best meals I've had in a long time,"
He took me to a small restaurant called Racó del Túria to have a traditional paella meal. He explained that no one did better a traditional paella better than Valencia and I now agreed with him on that. It was so tasty and the home-cooked atmosphere of the restaurant made the experience even better. I was enjoying how comfortable I was feeling here in Valencia with Giovanni. We moved in perfect synchronization together. He felt like home to me and it was nice to take a break from all of the drama - no Nate, no Casey, no unwanted family members. Just the two of us in our bubble - a bubble I didn't want anyone or anything to pop.
"I love the food here," he commented as the bartender placed our drinks in front of us, "I've been here a few times and I have never had a bad meal,"
We reached for our drinks and clinked them together before sipping on them. The Gin was strong but I didn't mind. My palette seemed to be adjusting to the alcoholic drinks I was enjoying lately.
"You know you can talk to me about this Nate situation," Giovanni leaned against the bar, moving closer to me, "You don't have to pretend it isn't bothering you,"
I sighed and took another sip of my drink, "Of course it's bothering me but not in the way you might think. I really don't care about Nate being with someone else - I was just blindsided by this whole thing,"
"I get that. He lied to you,"
"Yeah, he did and I'm just putting off the inevitable by not answering my parent's calls but I just don't want to deal with it," I pulled him closer to me and wrapped my arms around his neck, "Tonight I only care about being here with you,"
He smiled and ran his hands up my thighs, "I can't stop thinking about how much I'm going to make you scream later,"
I raised an eyebrow and my legs tightened. The pressure between my thighs intensified and I had to remind myself we were in a bar full of people. Looking at him now, I wanted to rip his clothes off him and have him take me right here on the bar.
He leaned closer to my ear, "What are you thinking about Isabella?"
His breath on my neck made me shudder. I had no control of my body around him - he had mastered it and it bowed down to him.
"I'm thinking about how I'd like to perch you up on this bar right now and have my way with you," he whispered, "I don't even care who sees,"
"Giovanni," I breathed his name and pulled him closer to me, "We can't do this here,"
He chuckled and looked down at me, "But it would be fun,"
"To have sex in front of all these people?" I cocked an eyebrow at him
He shrugged, "They'd just be wishing they were us,"
I smiled and reached for my drink. I glanced back at him and suddenly his whole mood had shifted. He was staring dead straight ahead of him, his mouth had settled into a hard line. The sudden anger burning in his eyes was undeniable. I turned to follow his gaze and there was his father locked in a passionate embrace.
But with a woman who was not Giovanni's mother.
In one swift movement, Giovanni was walking towards his father and I knew this wasn't going to end well. He pushed his way through the crowd, not caring who he bumped into on the way
"Giovanni wait," I tried to pull at him to get him to stop for a moment but he kept going
He reached his father and pulled him apart from the woman.
"¿Qué carajo?" Giovanni bellowed
Everyone around us turned to see the commotion. I tried to reach for Giovanni again but he stepped towards his father till they were face to face
"Giovanni, ¿Qué haces aquí?" his father couldn't hide his surprise
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Giovanni raised his voice even louder
"Don't you dare speak to me like that," his dad spat his words and pushed him away, "Joder! Who the fuck do you think you are?"
"Who the fuck do you think you are?!" Giovanni repeated and pointed to the woman his father was kissing, "¿Quién mierda es este? How can you do this to Mama again?"
"Giovanni, you stop-"
He interrupted his father, "Do you have no respect for her? You come to a public place and think people aren't going to find out!"
People were staring now and I didn't know how to stop this. Giovanni was seething. He stepped closer to his father and they were face to face again.
"You fucking disgust me!" he shouted, "¿Qué carajo?"
He shoved his father backward and the anger in Cecilio's eyes flared. These two were going to fuck each other up and they weren't listening to anyone trying to stop them.
"Giovanni, please!" I shouted and reached for him, terrified of what was going to happen next
"Giovanni, you better mind your own fucking business," Cecilio seethed
"Mind my own business?" and with that Giovanni swung at his father, his fist connecting with his jaw
The crowds dispersed and I couldn't get a handle on what was being said over the shouting from everyone trying to break up the fight. Two men in close proximity managed to pull Giovanni and his father apart but not before Cecilio managed to swing back at Giovanni and connected his fist right underneath Giovanni's eye
"Giovanni!" I screamed and reached for him, "Please, stop,"
A stranger helped me pull Giovanni further away from his father before this became a blood bath. I stopped in front of him and he was bleeding now.
I cupped his cheek, "Giovanni, please let's get out of here,"
He said nothing but the rage was burning in his eyes. Security came just in time to tell us we were no longer welcomed here anymore. Giovanni remained silent, turned on his heels and headed towards the exit. I followed closely behind him. We made it outside and I was so thankful for the fresh air that hit us. Our hotel was a couple blocks away and Giovanni took off walking down the street.
"Giovanni, wait," I picked up my pace to catch up to him,
I grabbed his arm and forced him to stop, "Hey, stop. Giovanni, look at me,"
He kept his eyes on the floor as I reached for his face. I slowly pushed his chin up to reveal the swelling already happening under his right eye. There was blood on his cheek. I wiped it away and made him look at me.
"Giovanni," I breathed, "Are you okay?"
He finally made eye contact with me and I could see the sadness in his eyes. He shook his head, "He's done this before,"
He started to open up to me
"He pulled this shit on my mom years ago. She had to find out about his cheating ass in the press - it was a fucking mess and here he is doing this again,"
"I'm sorry," I murmured
"Forget it," he dismissed the conversation and reached for my hand, "Let's go,"
He kept me close to him as we took off down the street back to our hotel in silence.
**
We made it back to our hotel room and Giovanni went straight to the bathroom. I sat down on the bed and removed my shoes. My feet were now aching from that walk back. These high-heeled boots were not designed for walking uphill. I heard the water from the shower as I took a moment to replay what had happened tonight. It all happened so quickly. One minute we were flirting and enjoying ourselves and the next Giovanni was in this fit of rage. I couldn't blame him. It was upsetting what his father was doing - especially since this wasn't the first time. I felt so bad for Marcina. She deserved so much better than this and so did Giovanni. His relationship with his father was already hanging by a thread but there was no doubt that it was non-existent now.
I needed to be there for him now. He was starting to open up to me and that was exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to confide in me. I wanted to be part of his life in every way - the good and the bad. I slipped out of my pants and pulled my shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor. I pushed the bathroom door open and the steam from the hot shower escaped. I closed the door behind me. Giovanni stood in the shower staring at the floor, the water running off of him. I pulled my bra off and stepped out of my underwear. I opened the shower door and joined him. He didn't move - he stayed underneath the water, lost in thought. I wrapped my arms around his body and leaned my head against his back.
"I'm here," I whispered, "Let me be here for you,"
He turned to face me, "I don't want to think right now,"
The previous anger and sadness in his eyes were no longer present. He slowly ran his hands up and down my arms. The heat from the shower overcame me but that wasn't the heat I was feeling. Seeing his wet, naked body in front of me was causing a wave of desire across my body. He slid a finger across my collar bone and down between my breasts. I held my breath as he traveled down my belly button and further. He stopped before I wanted him to and flicked his eyes to meet mine. Everything else slipped away and I knew he wanted me. In one swift motion he lifted me up and my legs wrapped around his waist. Our wet bodies colliding in an all-consuming passion. The hot water beating down against us as his lips found mine in an urgency I hadn't experienced before. His arms encircled me, pulling me closer to him as he pressed me up against the wall. The cold of the wall made me gasp but so did the kisses he was leaving along my jaw and down my neck. My body was aching for him right now.
"Giovanni," I breathed,
"Tell me you're mine," he purred in my ear,
"I'm your Giovanni," I gasped, "All yours,"
My arousal was spiraling out of control. I pulled myself closer to him as my lips found his. I pulled at his hair, needing him closer than ever. His tongue flicked over mine with urgency. He needed me and I needed him. He lifted me up and positioned himself between me and just like that, he was inside of me where he belonged. I cried out in pleasure as I felt all of him. He ran his hands over my breasts, squeezing and pinching me feeding my arousal. We moved together in an animalistic fashion - never being able to get enough of each other. His lips found my neck where he sucked on my skin as he thrust deeper inside of me. We were the closest we had ever been and it was invigorating. I was high on the ecstasy of him right now. The way he filled me up made me pull on his hair with such an intensity that I was sure I was hurting him. My lips found his again and I tugged at his bottom lip making him groan.
I threw my head back crying out in pleasure. The combination of the hot water, the steam and Giovanni deep inside me was pushing me off the edge. It was vivifying to feel all of him. The pleasure overwhelmed me and I moaned his name. I couldn't care less who could hear me right now. The only thing that mattered was Giovanni and the ability he had over my body. He thrust deeper inside of me and we both quickened the pace.
"I'm so close," I moaned, the pressure between my legs mounting to its climax
I pushed myself harder against him and came undone to the sound of his name. I was the one moaning it and yet the euphoria of my climax disconnected me from my own reality. He pushed deep inside me one last time before pulling out to reach his own. My legs were still wrapped around his body but he leaned me against the wall - both of us trying to catch our breath. He eventually placed me down and I had to place my hand on the wall to keep my legs from buckling underneath me. I was overwhelmed - I felt like I could hardly breathe. I was completely consumed by Giovanni in every way. The pleasure lingered in every part of my body but it was the suffocating feeling in my chest that flummoxed me. It was so enthralled by him and those feelings I was denying for so long drowned me. I couldn't control it any longer.