It's just like I imagined.
Soft, sweet like honey lips.
Even better than what I imagined.
I wanted this, fuck I needed it. We've been together practically all day, we flirted all most every minute. I'm loving the kiss, the fight for dominance, that I always will.
But just like in the club when I saw her naked and I wanted more, I want more now, I need more now. What is she doing to me?
While I was waiting for her I had girls throwing themselves at me, but I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I have one hundred problems with my mafia, but she's all I think about.
I knew she was dangerous.
I want to back away, I want distance from her, but at the same time, just the thought of not seeing her, hearing her, or touching her makes my heart hurt.
What is wrong with me.
The sound of my phone made us separate, and I'm glad someone called me, I was close to getting her in the car and fuck her senseless not caring about who would see. With a groan, I accepted the call to hear my brother's voice from the device.
"Yeah?"
"Are you having fun?" He taunts me.
"What do you need Andrea?"
"Details." He said and giggled. He fucking giggled!
"Later, now why did you call?"
"We captured a hand full of Italians."
"Finally some good news, anyone said anything yet?"
"No, we beat them but so far, nada."
"Where are you?"
"Basement."
"Torture the answers out of them, have fun and if you need anything, call me. Anything else?"
"How's my bestie?"
"Occupied, bye." I said and hung up.
"Is everything okay?" Julianna asked.
"Yeah, sorry, where were we?" I asked with a grin.
"We were going to eat. Keys." She says and pushed me away from her.
"I can drive."
"I know you can, but I want to drive this baby." She said and patted the hood.
"One condition."
"What?"
"One more kiss." I said, dangling the keys in front of her.
"Okay." She said she came forward, one hand went to the keys and she gave me a peck on the lips and pulled away running to the driver's side.
"That's not a kiss." I whined like a fucking child.
"You didn't say how you wanted." We got in the car, she adjusted the seat and the mirrors, and with a smile on her blushed face, she drove away to our next destination.
Did I tell you that I feel like a teenager?
I hope the guys can get some information about what's going on with the Italians. Or at least the name of the Don so we can do some more research.
I wish my father was here, he would have some advice for me. I'm feeling overwhelmed with everything, my feelings for Julianna, and what to do about this old war.
I was so deep in thought I didn't even notice that we were here, Julianna had parked the car in front of a restaurant, from what I could see it had a vintage look. But she didn't get out of the car, she unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to me.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." I said.
"If you don't want to tell me it's fine, but I know it's something. Do you want to go home?"
Did she call my place home?
"No, let's go inside and I'll try to tell you."
"Only if you want to." She said and got out of the car with me following.
I want to talk to her, I want to tell her everything that's on my mind. But can I? It's not that I don't trust her, because I do, and I can talk about the mafia without a problem.
But can I talk to her about what I feel?
Will I look like a pussy for telling her?
What do I want to tell her, really?
I never talked to anyone like that, I mean I talk to my mother, with the guys, or Andrea but it's different. They know me, I know that I don't need to tell them much for them to know what is going on in my head.
Julianna is different, we are getting to know each other, and if I want to give a try to whatever this is between us, I have to tell her what I feel and think.
We went to the corner booth and sat face to face, while we ordered a large number of mini burgers, I can't help but stare at her. She's - She's -
She's beautiful.
Unique.
Likable.
Stubborn.
"So time to be honest with each other. What do you want for me? What are we going to do about all the marriage thing?" She asked.
Straight to the point.
"I don't know what to say. I'll be honest with you, the marriage has been good for the business." I said and looked at her to see her reaction, but she gave me none.
"So you want to keep married?"
"What do you think about all of this?"
"I don't know what to think Niccolo, you want the truth? I feel attracted to you but you were such an asshole. I didn't imagine being married like this, I didn't want the church either, but I respect marriage, it should be with someone we love. Not a drunken mistake, I'm not blaming you because it takes two to tango but- I just- I don't know."
"Look I feel attracted to you too, I don't know if this is just the need to fuck you or not if you want we can get a divorce and I'll leave you alone, you can keep working with us. But-shit- can we just see how this goes, just for the next week? I just want to understand what I'm feeling."
"We can explore this for one week. I don't know what I'm feeling either. I didn't like you, but now I think you're okay." She said and I looked at her she had a small grin on her face, and I chuckled at her words.
After that serious talk we kept getting to know each other, she told me bits and pieces of her life in Italy. I learned that her favorite color is navy blue, her favorite animal is a black panther, and all she ever wanted was to be a doctor and help others.
There's something in her that gets my attention, I could hear her talk for hours, yes, she makes me hard, painfully hard, but now it isn't just that. I just can't say what it is that makes me so interested.
I never had a female that made me feel like this, I had good fucks, but they were just that, fucks, none of them left an impression on me, I didn't even think of them in the next hour.
But Julianna? I can't forget her for a second, when I don't see her, I wonder if she's okay, what is she doing, when am I going to see her.
It's all new to me.
And I think it's all new to her too.