"Are you going to tell me what I want to know .." my eyes roll closed as I slide my coat from my arms placing it on the hanger
"And if I say no ?" Turning towards my husband "you going to put me in the cell next door ?" Folding my arms with an arched brow
"I will break you Emilie .." his fingertips flick my chin up before running along my shoulders as he circles me, stopping at my back. His hand wraps around the front of my throat, his front pressed into my back
"What aren't you telling me ?" Whispering into my ear, his other hand tickling down my bare stomach towards my groin and I'm beginning to pant
"Nico .." I swallow hard, his teeth grazing my neck. My palm outstretched around his thigh
"You can't.. or you won't.." his hand now pressing through the fabric, rubbing against me as my bottom presses to his pride
"I -I.." gripping at his hand at my throat, a moan passing my lips in the undeniable pleasure he brings
"It's both .." stopping his torture, I relax panting only to be spun towards Nico
"Not good enough .." I begin to walk backwards away from Nico, his eyes already darkened and unreadable, making my stomach tighten but drive my need for him forward. Stopping at the door, my hand clasps the handle and twists
"Won't do much good .." looking back to him, I see the key glint then fly across the room. Taking of my shoes I try to steady my breathing
"Nico, I didn't.. I can't tell you becuase I won't get you killed .." Already on me, his fingers slide my straps down my shoulders, his lips not far behind and I grip his broad, mucular shoulders
"That Amore .. is not your decision" my bralet hangs loose on my chest from the unzipping of his nimble fingers. Before I can secure the clothing in place, it's ripped free from my arms. I gasp cupping my breasts and Nico wets his lips at the site
"bellissima" (beautiful) fingers grazing my cheek, releasing my hands with a deep breath, I bare myself to him. His lips part with his breath. His lips find mine, his tongue filling the gaps as he leads us to the bed. Straddling his legs, I unbutton his shirt, sliding the fabric down his arms placing my bare chest to his. Pulling away, his lips suckle and nip at my breasts as my hands run through his hair, my head rolling back with the ecstasy of his touch.
Rolling, with my back now to the bed, he makes light work of freeing me from my trousers and my lace thong leaving me bare beneath him. Standing back and freeing himself from his last clothing, I bite my lip at his arousal as he comes back between my legs. Propping himself on his elbow, he circles my clitorus as his tongue does the same to my nipple. Moaning and arching beneath him, my nails bite into his skin.
"Tell me what I want to know .."
His finger enters my warmth as he moans feeling my excitement for him. Using the wetness to recircle my clitorus, his pride rubs against my thigh and I feel myself climbing when he stops
"Nico .." I whimper, his eyes wild with lust and dominance
"Tell me"
"No" sighing frustrated, I go to leave the bed for my dressing gown
"Where do you think your going ?" His hands wrap around my waist, throwing me back onto the bed
"Nico what are you .. oh!" His head buries between my thighs as I grasp and pull at the duvet
"Oh god .." my back arches as my body begins to ache, heart pounding, his fingers now rolling my nipples
"Oh .. nico .." I can't help but moan his name when he stops again. Now groaning I roll away, throwing a pillow at him as he laughs
"This isn't funny !" I glare at him, my eyes approving his naked form
"Oh Amore, I'm not going to stop until you scream my name .." his features hungry and I make the other side of the bed when he pounces, pinning me to the bed post as his fingers find entry
"OH" I bite my arm trying to stifle my moans. His rhythm becomes rapid and I can't contain my gasps anymore, when he places my chest flat across the bed. Hearing a rip from a packet, he slides into me and begins to move. I groan and scream his name as pleasure and need rolls through me. Wrapping my hair around his wrist, his pulls my head back as the other supports my hip with his fast rhythm.
He moans above me releasing curse words and my name, sliding from me. Rolling me on to my back, once between my thighs I turn the tables sliding on top of him. His head rolls back as his teeth grit together, hands to my hip following my rhythm
"Fuck what i want to know" his fongers grip harder "give it to me, Amore"
Our eyes connect and I thrust hard, placing my palms to his chest as I straighten my back, grinding back and forth. Panting and moaning, his name passes my lips as release takes over, his a few seconds behind as my name reaches his.
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"Emilie, Emilie wakey wakey abbiamo un occupato..." Maria tries to fly into my room, with much protest from the maids. Upon hearing her voice I fly from the bed .. only to fall from my feet being wrapped in the top sheet
"Shit!" Cursing I locate Nicos shirt and throw it on
"Amore, are you really trying to sneak out on me ?" I look to Nico who stretches rubbing sleep from his eyes
"What I'm trying to do is prevent your mother from breaking my door !" I glare at him trying to locate some bottoms when the door clicks open
"mattina madre" (morning mother) combing my fingers quickly through my hair, I tuck it behind my ears
"..Nico .." looking past his shoulders to me I give her a blushing wave "Emilie.. I will meet you down stairs.." providing me a small smile and Nico a wink
Groaning I cup my face as Nico shuts the door, Striding towards me in all his deliousness taking my body against his
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"Emilie !" My eyes snap to attention to my mother who tsks at me in disapproval, but I know Maria's already filled her in on the gossip of Nico, especially from the smile plastered on her face.
"Mother, Madre I'm pretty sure we have successfully managed to plan the event. Now excuse me as I need to speak to my brother" although this statement is partly true, I needed some distraction to stop my mind wondering back to last night
"Mrs Giovarni,..." Starring at the ceiling for strength then allowing my eyes to fall to Antonio, the butler
"Please call me Emilie" sighing I continue my stride to the door, my movements followed
"Mrs Giovarni, your husband wants you to .. " I hold up my hand still walking
"My husband wants many things Antonio, but there are just some things not even he can have" walking down the steps at the front of the property
"But you carry his name !" With this I hault. Turning on heels I walk back to the butler
"I may carry his name" my eyes squint as I release his tie from his jacket "but remember this" wrapping the tie around my wrist and pulling tight. "Roderigarez blood runs through my veins and as long as it does, I will be no ones property. Much less a mans ..." Antonio grunts and manages to swallow in my hold
Pushing him away I head for my car
"Make me walk back to you a third time Antonio and trust me, you'll regret it. Send my regards to my husband will you" climbing into the seat and slamming the door, Antonio rubs his neck loosening his tie.
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My father and I had much to discuss from my absence of home. Seated in his office Javier also agreed with our conclusion leaving one person left to sort ...
"Well if it isn't my baby sister!" Andres kisses my cheek
"Brother" his warm eyes immediately fall to the men present in the room then to me with an arched brow
"Andres sit" our father opens his palm to a vacant seat, that my brother now fills.
"Emilie has told us of assassination attempts to our families blood line" Andres groans covering his face
"You did this to Emilie, I won't follow suit !"
"Andres you will do what's needed to strengthen and keep our blood line safe.."
"Like hell I will!" Abruptly standing causing his chair to graze the floor
"Andres you will do .." my father's brows knit together as I sit silently, fingers touching, elbows resting on the arms of the chair
Andres scoffs "I am to be the man of this family I won't go tying myself down unwillingly!" He seeths
"Andres, you only have to treat your wife well. Your fun doesn't have to end"
"Oh the ever wise Javier telling me how to live my life!" Andres arms are open wide as he turns "your his advisor not .."
"suficiente! harás lo que sea necesario y no se dirá una palabra más" (enough! you will do what is needed and not another word shall be spoken)
My father's fist pounding from the wooden surface of his desk, gaining our attention.
"Choose your bride Andres and choose wisely" his eyes falling to mine "you need to trust the woman that you are to share your bed with" my eyes holding his as I lift my chin knowing