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“Don’t do that, Hugo. Stop pulling away. You’re not under some kind of curse, alright? You have done things – bad things – I know that, but death and destruction is not who you are. I will force that into your head even if it’s the last thing I do.”
She might just as well die trying. Women have tried to save me before. Sometimes I had thought that maybe Gino and Roman were trying, but I was too much of a wreckage.
“You can start with that sucking you promised,” I suggested jokingly, but to my surprise, she started sliding down my body.
She marked her way down with soft kisses spread on my chest and abdomen. I didn’t deserve her touch, and I wasn’t worthy to feel her lips on my cock, but I must have earned some kind of blessing for my misery, because there she was. My angel.
Without a trace of doubt or any warning, she fit me into her mouth and dragged her teeth on my shaft. My whole body tightened up from the torturous pleasure she made me feel. Pain and pleasure floated through my veins.
“Cat.” I wanted to say more. I wanted to say how fucking beautiful she was; how she made my heart sing an ode to Catherinelle, but my jaw tensed like I was a Pitbull with a stick.
“Do you like it, Monster?” She lifted her beautiful blonde head and found my eyes.
“Don’t. Talk. Don’t…I can’t. Your voce is too much right now, Cat.”
She was too much. She moved up and down relentlessly, taking everything I had to give. Fuck, she was taking things I never imagined would be for sharing, like my heart, my sorrow and my very soul. I was owned. The Albanian Monster was imprisoned by a pretty princess, and unlike the rest of the time I served, this might be a life sentence.
When I lost it, she didn’t even flinch. She pinned me down by my hips, forcing me to stay put and release in her mouth She swallowed every last drop and then stared right at me while she whipped away the reminisce with her middle finger.
This was Catherinelle Nucci, the most protected treasure of the Nucci family, and look what I did to her. Looking at her figure with the light coming from the window framing her body made me realize that I would rot in hell for blemishing her, but life without Catherinelle was a way worse punishment.
“Come here,” I managed to say without my voice cracking.
Cat took her place back under my arm, and I pulled her into a kiss. It was different than anything that we had shared: a sweet, soft, seductive act of passion.
“You ok, big guy?”
“Yeah, just…” what the fuck was I doing? “you’re just so important.”
“What, you mean in my family? The Nucci legacy and all that? Because, Hugo, if you try and talk me out of this – of us – again, I’m going to lose my shit and…”
“I meant to me, Catherinelle. You’re so important to me.”
That shut her up. She shook my arm off of her and pushed up to sit on her knees next to my body that was still limp after the climax. Her bottom lip was quivering between her teeth, and for the first time since she was nine years old, I saw Catherinelle Nucci looking shy.
“What are you trying to say, Hugo?”
“What?”
She jumped off the bed, wrapped herself in a satin robe and started pacing the room like she was marching for the 26th regiment. After a few solid minutes, she put both her hands in her hair and looked turned to me.
“What do you mean? What does it mean that I’m important to you? What does it mean for us?”
“Cat…” Hell if I knew.
“Because I love you. And not like I love Roman, or Ignazio, or my brother.” This might have been the worst time for her to start listing the men she loved. It drove me mad, even if one was her brother and another had no interest in pussy whatsoever. “I’m in love with you.”
Frowning at her words, I got up to sit on the edge of the bed and tried to reach her, but she pulled away.
“Princess, listen to me.”
“No, you listen to me! I have drooled over you for as long as I can remember, and now we’re here, and I’ve fallen in love with you. I know you think you’re flawed – broken – but it was so easy, Hugo. It was so easy to love you.” She found that crack in my armor and tried to cover it with sweet words. She was like a balm for all my darkness. “I love you, and I will say it a million times before you believe it because I know you don’t, and that’s fine, but if you tell me again that I’m too young, that I’m a little naïve girl playing in the big leagues…that will crush me. So you’ll have to spell it out for me, Hugo. What does it mean that I’m important to you?”
Her eyes started to look glassy under a thin curtain of tears that I would have given everything to make go away. I just didn’t know if I could give her what she wanted. I got to my feet, naked and still covered in sweat from all the fucking, and went to take her face in my hands.
“Cat, I don’t know.”
“You don’t know. Sto perdendo la testa.” I’m losing my mind.
