Francesca's POV
He lift me effortlessly into his arms I wrapped my legs around his waist. I couldn't help but run my fingers through his thick wavy hair. The smell of his Cologne and the taste of peppermint on his tongue sent a chills down my spine. I wanted his skin against mine. I wanted him inside of me.
"Where is your bedroom?" He asked breathlessly, breaking the kiss. I could barely think let alone talk. "It's up the stairs to the right." I answered kissing him again. I squealed with delight at his strength and agility I was like a feather in his arms. When we reached my room he laid me down on the bed. I had not dressed to impress this evening I keep it simple because I was mad at him. My hair was in a messy ponytail and I wore my boy shorts and a tank top. Now as I laid before him I wish I had put on my sexy Victoria secret underwear. He stood back looking down at me. I watched has he removed his jacket, tie, shirt and shoes. I was anxious to see the whole package, but I could wait, the bed squeaked has he laid down on top of me " Your beautiful Francesca." He whispered in my ear. His warm breath and tongue caressing my ear lobe. Slowly he trailed kisses down my neck.. He branded me with the touch of his lips and his hands. He pulled my arms above my head and one swift move my shirt was off and his lips were caressing my nipples, I groaned with pleasure at the feel of his lips and tongue as he trailed kisses down my body removing my shorts and panties. Every place he touched felt on fire. "Angelo." I cried in delight as his tongue caressed my most intimate spot. He spread my Iegs futrther apart. "Ohmygod" I screamed hoping my neighbors didn't come knocking. He was eating me like it was his last meal. I buckled like a wild horse when I felt his finger penetrate me moist wet pussy. "Angelo!" I screamed again and again. I felt myself clinch his finger and I I came hard. My release drenching him filling him. He took his fill and kissed my inner thigh. "Wow, all that for me Francesca. He said pulling away. I was cold yet thrilled as he finished undressing himself, he was like Adonis. The man made my mouth water in anticipation. I wanted Angelo Binochi in a bad fucking way. I was hot, wet, and ready. He stood before me with no shame. Binochi was well endowed. The boy was packing . Should I be scared ? Hell no I wanted every fucking inch. "You think you can handle this French?" OH he was cocky. " Binochi do you think you can work it like it needs to be worked.
He smiled biting his lips shaking his head. I know I was being bad. He lifted his fully erect dick in his hand.And it was very impressive. I was a like junkie on crack I couldn't wait for that hit. I watch him reached in his pocket pulling out a condom and rolled it down his dick. He was bad too. Next thing I knew Angelo Binochi laid down on top of me. and asked me, "Is this what you really want Francesca?"
I looked into his beautiful blue eyes I knew that I would never be able to resist him anything."Yes, Angelo I want you." His eyes seemed to change a darker shade of blue as his lips claimed mine and his dick did too.
***** Hey readers, just want to let you know that it gets a little hot here just for a second.*****
Angelo POV ***** Not to confuse you Angelo's POV is starting on the porch at the door
I pulled up to the quiet littIe block nestled in South Philadelphia not to far from Fat Larry's bar and Rob's mom's house. It was quiet and nice. I looked at the addresses and found the one Francesca had giving him . I parked my my Maybach Landaulet hoping it was safe. I walked up the street to the house , walking up the steps I held the pink roses in my hand and rand the bell . I was anxious to see her and to get another kiss. Shit I never felt anxious. I knew that I had a lot of explaining to to but she would understand. The door opened I was a little shocked. I gave her my my best come get me baby smile. That's when women usually invited me in and they did their best to impress me. Not Francesca. She had on a tank top shorts and her hair was a mess like she just put it up to get off her shoulders. She looked magnificent, beautiful and damn I wanted her. Standing before me her hands on her hips with attitude. God she took my breath away. I wanted to kiss her beautiful luscious lips and let down that messy hair but than she slammed the door in my face I was than hit me in my head with a bouquet of flowers that I had personally selected for her. I couldn't help but laugh. I pulled her into my arms are lips met and I knew I was a goner. I lifted her up my arms squeezzing and carried her into the house. I couldn't wait to feel her beneath me. I took the steps two at a time I was anxious to be inside of her. I felt obsessed after lunch with my mother. I knew I had to get to her to explain everything now, I lay here watching her sleep. I realize that I'm filling something new. I wouldn't mind being in a relationship with her. Waking with her in the morning sleeping with her at night laughing with her growing old with her. Oh my God what the hell is wrong with me. I eased out of the bed. Picked up my clothes prepared to leave and then, I looked back at Francesca her silly long brown hair and I knew I couldn't do that to her. Wrapping a towel around my waist. I put my things in her closet. I headed downstairs maybe she would like breakfast in bed.
Francesca.
I opened my eyes to a new day, everything seemed different a lot brighter. I felt a little sore in some spots and happy as hell I turned to give Angelo a good morning kiss and found an empty space. Jumping from the bed ...I looked around to find any evidence that showed that he was still in my house..his jacket, a shoe, a shirt his tie..nothing..He was gone he got the goodies and left. The ring of the door bell took me by surprise. I grabbed my robe . I was surprised to hear the door open.
I heard what seemed like a scuffle and a crash as I rushed down the stairs. Angelo laid face down on the floor with a towel wrapped around his waist. My father had his knee in Angelo's back and his gun to his head. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU AND WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?"
"DADDY STOP IT! GET OFF OF HIM. " I yelled.
"Sal it'sAngelo get off him." My mother said standing off to the side shaking her head. I rushed to help Angelo up. He looked stund. He stood pulling the towel tightly around his waist. He smiled weakly and kissed me. I was mad about the whole scene but I was happy as hell to know that Angelo hadn't left like I first thought.
I noticed that he had made up a tray that laid on the table with breakfast. I smiled even more and kissed him again.
"Someone care to explain.." I heard my father say. One kiss and I forgot my father and mother were was in the room.
"Daddy , mom." I turned. " This is Angelo."
"Hello sir." I watched my father ignore his out stretched hand . My mother came to give him a hug but was intercepted by dad. "Boy you need to go put some clothes on now."
"Yes sir." He winked at me and ran up the stairs ..
"So is he staying here now that your pregnant."
"No daddy."
"He's very good looking Fran..come sit down, you don't need to be getting all excited in your condition." I sat next to my mom..
"So what is his intentions now that you two are expecting." I knew my Daddy well he was ready to interegate.
"If you mean marriage Daddy we'er not getting married."
"So you two are just going to play house?"
"Daddy, just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I have to marry Angelo. This is not olden days ..We can raise our child without being married. I don't want to get married I like my freedom. "
"Young lady you are my daughter my only child you have no say." That shocked me. I stood looking at my father open mouthed.
"Sal." I heard my mother say.
"Shut up Gianna."
"Mr Moretti, I understand what you're talking about..and I totally agree..marriage is the only alternative."I turned to see Angelo coming back down the stairs now wearing his shirt and pants.
"What the hell are you talking about Binochi ?" I felt like my world was going crazy. Angelo was talking crazy and my dad was acting crazy. Maybe I was still sleep and dreaming. I pinched myself. No I was awake.
"I'm saying that the baby needs both parents French."
What the hell was he talking about. There was no baby.I felt like punching him into reality but ok two could play this game.
"Wait one second ...did anyone think that I might not even want to keep the baby." The room got quiet.
"Francesca No! You wouldn't." My mother looked at me like I had grown a second head.
"Are you crazy little girl.." I saw total disappoint in my father's eyes.
"French you wouldn't do that to our baby? Would you?" And Angelo actually looked at me like I had tore his heart out and stomped on it. This had to be a dream, no a nightmare. I walked past everyone and headed upstairs. I needed to go back up the stairs and lay down. It could only be a nightmare. It just couldn't be reality.
Angelo's POV
"It going to be ok baby, I'll talk to him and make everything right."
"I don't want you to do anything but shut up!! This is all you fault Angelo.." Fransca pointed.
I stretched out on the couch glad that the parents had left..because I wanted to go back up to bed. I grabbed her hand as she walked past pulling her on my lap ...she was stressed and I wanted to alleviate it and the hard on I had watching her walk back and forth in her sexy night gown.. When had I became addicted to Frenchy..I kissed her into submission until we both were breathless . I didn't want to go home. I liked being with Frenchy she was everything I wanted in a woman ..Cella had picked well this time and for the first time I felt uncertain. As we made love for the fourth time on the couch ..I had made decision. I wanted Francesca Moretti...
"Angelo what have we done?"
"I guess we've sealed the deal Francesca..now we won't be lying to the parents.."
"This can't be happening ...how could we be so careless?" I watched her jump up from the bed. " Where are you going."
"To the pharmacy for plan B."
"No! You can't do this ...I got up pulling her into my arms she was resistant but I was stonger. Holding her tightly against me . "Don't be so hasty."
"That's rich coming from you Angelo. I want you to get your things and get out..I won't be coming to your house any longer. I'm terminating the contract and giving Cella back her money.'
"Francesca, please I'm sorry. I just want us to be together. "
"I'm sorry too Angelo, I need my space everything is all screwed up..you have to go."
Three hours and six shots later. I was lying on my couch with a bottle of Jameson Whiskey trying to forget about Francesca. I was so absorbed in myself pity that I failed her my mother and father come in .
"Angelo why are you lying there drinking.." Vinny asked.
"It's all Cella fault. You sent Francesca to me. Now she wants to kill our baby."
"Did you tell her you would marry her?"Cella asked.
"Yeah kinda sort of."
"What is kinda of sort of Angelo. Did you? Or didn't you ask her to marry you?"
"Mom it's complicated."
"Uncomplicate it Anegelino. This is a baby involved." His mother said.
"How could you get her pregnant so fast. Angelo ?"
"We were busy dad, very busy."
" Angelo...let me call Gi...I watched my mother speed dial Francesca mother. "Giana tell me she would not kill our grandchild." "How could you let her do such a thing." "Angelo is here heart broken ." "Your daughter is cold ..heartless."
"Ma ma..She is not cold and heartless ..I took advantage of her..She's mad at me."
"That's no excuse to take a life of the innocent. She will burn for this. Oh my poor grandchild."
Fracesca hadn't seen Angelo since she kicked him out. It was going on five weeks. Like an ass she was so freaking upset she hadn't got plan B. And to top it off her period was late. So her she was sitting on the toilet looking a white stick that had a plus sign. It was official now. She was pregnant and all alone with the exception of LaLa, everyone was mad at for aborting a child that didn't even exist until now.
"How long does it take to read the damn test French?"La yelled from the other side of the door. I opened the door and passed her the white stick.
"Oh my God, we going to have a baby." She yelled happily.
I felt confused, angry and helpless.
"When are you going to tell Angelo?"
"Never!"
"So what are you planning and don't say abortion or out kill you myself."
"Adoption I'll go away and let some nice family have the baby."
"Yeah, right. Somebody raise our little bambino no way you have maybe two or three months before you start to show. So I suggest you either take the trip or come clean."
I hated to admit it, but Lala was right. I looked down at my belly. I had at least three months to think about what I was going to do. Right now I wanted some Butter Pecan ice cream and sour cream chips only a Binochi baby would want that combination. She thought heading to the kitchen.