Page 40 of Sacred Blood

“Am I going to suck your cock?” I asked excitedly, already reaching for him. “Oh pretty please!”

“Not while babbo’s driving,” he retorted, lightly slapping my hand away. “But bambina’s not. Slide those shorts off and spread your legs for me.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I kicked off my sandals and wiggled my shorts and panties down in record time. I spread my thighs, hooking my heels onto the edge of the seat. In times like these, being on the short side had its advantages.

“Good girl,” he crooned. “Now touch that kitty for Daddy.”

I uttered a low moan as I ran my finger down my well-lubricated slit.

“That’s it, Gabriella. Now slide a finger inside and fuck yourself.”

His dirty words spiked my libido into overdrive. I gasped, sinking my finger in deeper and used my thumb to flick my hardened nub.

“Harder. Make that kitty sing for me.”

His words cut through any shame from my sexual act being committed in a car in broad daylight. His windows were tinted and I doubted anyone could see me scooched down in the seat anyway.

Adding a second finger, I continued to fuck myself, grinding my ass against the seat, not giving a fig now what happened to the leather. Gaetano gripped my left nipple between his fingers firmly and pinched it. I fell apart, arching into his torturous fingering of my hardened nipple while drenching the seat with my orgasm.

“Fuuuccckkk!” With his fingers on my nipple still twisting, I came and came hard. He didn’t let up and neither did my orgasm. My ass lifted clear off the seat as my hips thrust forward. Shamelessly, my cum-juice covered my thighs and ran in rivulets down my shins. My fingers pumped through the orgasm, splashing against the dashboard. My body suddenly jackknifed towards the roof, and I screamed.

As I released, so did something else, because when I finally came down and slumped in my seat, nothing mattered anymore. The demons could play games and I would remain unaffected by the plotting. Because that was some kind of crazy cosmic shit I just experienced, a genuine transcendental revelation, and all I could think about was spending the rest of my life with my body dancing to Tano’s touch.

Closing my eyes, I must have drifted off, coming to when we pulled onto Tano’s private road.

“Good nap?” He smirked.

“Holy shit, Tano, never have I ever felt that before. Sorry about your car.”

His only answer was a grin which I answered with one of my own.

“Come on, naughty girl, let’s get you inside and cleaned up.”

I grabbed my shorts from the floor and pulled them up my legs and slid my feet into my sandals. I wobbled on rubbery legs, as Tano escorted me from the driveway inside the house and then scooped me up and took the steps two at a time. Peeking over his shoulder, I saw that it was about an hour away from sunset.

“Tano, can we eat on the deck and watch the sunset?” I don’t know what was wrong with me, but when he gazed down at me with an open expression, I felt tears threaten to fall.

“Of course. You get cleaned up, have a shower and put on something comfortable, and I’ll have the wine and dinner ready.”

We entered the bedroom, and he walked through to the ensuite where he placed me on the bathmat and turned to go.

“Tano. Wait.”

He turned at the door, crossing his arms, regarding me with that slightly guarded look he’d perfected. Was that his go-to when he felt the need to protect himself? But he didn’t, not from me.

“I want to share how you make me feel when I’m with you, and how I feel about you, but I’m afraid.” That admission was huge and now I waited for him to respond.

“Gabriella, I’m safe and you can share anything you want with me. I want to share with you too and that is a first for me.”

My heart soared with hope. Maybe there could be a happily ever after for the runaway princess and the sinister mafia doctor.

“Tano, can I ask for a favor?”

He stayed calm, removed, but I swear I saw panic pass through those dark eyes before he said, “Yes.”

“If they find me and take me away from you, promise you’ll never forget me. Promise that what we had was special.”

In two steps, he was in front of me, gathering me into his strong embrace. “Gabriella, no one is taking you from me, and what we have shared has been more than special. I never thought I could feel like this about anyone. You…have awakened something in me that I thought I’d buried a long time ago, and I…” His jaw clenched. His eyes searched mine, clear and almost painfully honest, but in the end, he only said, “We can talk more at dinner. Get cleaned up and I’ll make sure your luggage is brought up.”