Page 25 of A Vendetta That Ruins

He draws me to him and kisses the top of my head. “Making you my wife was the best move I’ve ever made. I love you.”

My heart swells with love for this man. “I love you too, Vincenzo.” I lace my fingers through his large hands and nuzzle into his suit jacket for the rest of the ride home.

The sound of a car door wakes me. “Shh … go back to sleep, princessa. We’re home.”

My eyes briefly close for a few moments relishing in the feel of being in his strong capable arms as he carries me through the coolness of the night to the casino doors. “I’m awake now, I can walk.”

He only relinquishes me to my feet once we’re in the safety of the elevator with Nicolo and Saint. “Sorry, I didn’t realize how tired I was.”

Nicolo grins.

I narrow my eyes. “What?”

He shakes his head. “Nothing, Anna.”

I look up at Vincenzo. “What am I missing?”

“Not a thing, princessa. Your brother-in-law is being an ass tonight,” he says, which makes Nicolo grin even wider.

My eyes go wide. Don’t tell me they could hear us in the back. Please do not let that be the case, I swear I will never be able to look at either of them the same. My mind rewinds to the encounter in the car trying to recall what I said but then the door opens. “Home sweet home,” Nicolo says. “I’ll see you love birds in the morning.”

Vincenzo opens our penthouse door. “Everything was swept a few moments ago, we’re clear,” he says. The minute he closes the door I chew my lip. “Did they hear us in the back seat?”

Vincenzo draws me close with a hand at my nape. “Do you think I would ever let anyone hear you in the throes of passion? But they would have if I didn’t hit the button that turns the audio off in the back. It’s for the family’s protection, but you didn’t know that.”

“Always protecting me from myself aren’t you, Vincenzo?”

“Indeed, but there’s no one to protect you from me tonight.”

24

Vincenzo

I don’t even bother shrugging out of my suit coat. I’m just eager to spend the night with my princessa, without the weight of everything else in our lives. “Come with me.”

She places her hand in mine as we walk to the bedroom. It’s late, but I’m still far too wound up to sleep. The release in the car was just what we needed to take the pressure off, now I want to lose myself in Anna for the rest of the night.

I slowly peel her from her clothes, and only when she stands before me completely nude do I let my gaze take in her beauty. I slide my fingers through her silky dark hair and let it spill between my fingers as I caress down the length of her neck, fascinated by the way the pulse sitting there begins to beat faster and faster in time with my cock.

My lips trace where my fingers have been, down the creaminess of her skin, kissing the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder, suckling her skin until it makes her moan. My hands cup her full breasts before running a finger across the taut nipples. “So ready and beautiful princessa.”

I lower my head to suck on each tip, using a thumb and finger to squeeze the other, rotating it between my fingers as she moans my name softly beneath her breath. My princessa loves the way that makes her feel, it’s like she has a direct connect from the tips of her breasts right down to the center of her pussy. “Does that make you ache?”

“So much,” she purrs, while I use one hand to check for myself, stroking first one finger and then two through the wetness of her pussy, sliding each one in deep before inserting the other while her hips begin to move, as I stroke her clit with the pad of my thumb.

I bring her right to the edge and then pause, whispering in her ear. “Patience, princessa. Let it build.”

She exhales a breath but her eyes flash with mischief. “Let me undress you.”

Never once in my life has a woman dared to give me a demand, not once would I have allowed it before her. I wrap my hand around the back of her head bringing her lips closer, tasting her sweetness as my lips kiss her sweet warm lips. “Take off my tie.”

Her eyes flash but she doesn’t hesitate. She works at the knot with delicate fingers and pulls it from my neck in triumph. Anna puts it around her neck and gives it one little tie. My cock pulses watching my wife tease me with the little movement of her tongue across her lips. She’s going to find herself tormented relentlessly this night.

“My shirt, princessa.”

She pushes my suit jacket off and places it on the chair before starting on each button of my shirt. Anna’s lower belly brushes against the hardness of my cock as she works to remove my shirt. I grasp her face in my hands, kissing her soundly.

Anna reaches for my belt, and my cock throbs hard as she undoes it, unzips my pants and pushes them aside. I let them fall to the ground, my freed cock in her hand as she strokes it all that’s on my mind.