Without a word, she reached for the buttons of his shirt. She wasn’t as graceful as he was, but she did manage to get his shirt and pants off. She only hesitated when he was down to his briefs.
Domenico grinned at her hesitation even though it was already killing him not to pounce on her.
Damn, but she was sexier than he had even imagined.
He quickly got rid of his briefs and, not giving her a chance to worry even more, Domenico covered her body entirely with his. He groaned. She whimpered. The feel of her br**sts, with its hardened tips, made him hungrily seek her lips with his.
Sensations of such heat that it was immeasurable licked every inch of her body. She couldn’t believe she was na**d in Domenico’s arms, couldn’t believe that his kisses just kept getting better and better, couldn’t believe how right it felt.
Then and there she knew.
She loved this man. She had only known him for a few days, but there was no denying the truth. She loved him.
Misty closed her eyes as his lips descended her body. His weight pressed her down more firmly as his lips reached her collarbone.
Domenico’s hands began to explore her body and she closed her eyes, doing her best to keep the moans inside her when his touch sent jolts of electricity through her body, one after another, never stopping that she had to gasp breathlessly at the sheer pleasure of it.
When he finally cupped her br**sts, she couldn’t help it. She let out a long moan, her body arching as he took one tip into his mouth and sucked. As he sucked harder, she moaned even more. The sounds coming out of her mouth made Misty mentally cringe but she couldn’t stop them.
Everything inside Domenico demanded for release. It was the most intense craving he had ever experienced, making him want to take her in all ways possible. The feel of Misty’s na**d body in his arms, under his hands, the sound of her moans and gasps - all of it had a devastating effect on his fast crumbling control.
Misty started to get bold, her hand tentatively moving, sweeping his chest, stroking his back, and moving down.
He caught her wrist in time. “Misty?” His voice was harsh.
“Yes?” Hers came out as a croak.
“I want you to still a virgin when we marry.”
“I don’t think I want to be,” she said honestly because her mind was too filled up with the possibilities of greater pleasure…especially when he was finally inside her. Just the thought of it made her restless and she shifted under him, trying to search for a satisfying position.
He bit back a groan. “Misty, stop moving.”
“I can’t.” She sounded completely bewildered, irritated, and something else that made him want to forget all his honorable intentions.
But he still held on. “Believe me when I say it’s killing me more than you know, but we need to wait. However, instead of marrying in a month, I want you to marry me next week. Agreed?” His voice brook no argument.
“Yes.” Then she asked, almost sadly, “We’re not going to…”
He laughed. It was the first time for him to laugh but still feel out of his mind with desire. She was utterly cute, utterly priceless. As a way of inspiring himself not to succumb to the temptation of taking her virginity, he vowed to himself that when they did marry, he wouldn’t let her leave the bed for three nights. Maybe four, five…
He smoothed her hair and kissed her forehead.
She sighed and pulled him closer, kissing his shoulder. Her body felt so hot and tingly, aching too, in places she hadn’t known. She moved restlessly against him again.
Domenico repressed a shudder when Misty’s teeth nipped his neck. In return, he turned her head sideways, nuzzling her cheek before biting her ear and tweaking one tip with his fingers at the same time.
She gasped and stiffened, pulling him more tightly against her.
“I think I want to do it now,” she said, unable to believe that she had actually said the words. But she really wanted to! And they were going to be married! What was wrong with doing it now?
“Stop tempting me,” he gritted out as he held her h*ps to stop it from moving.
“But---”
“We’re not going to do it and that’s final. But I promise you, you’ll still like what will happen and I’ll make you gasp night long.” He didn’t wait for her answer.
She wouldn’t have been able to anyway. Because by then, Domenico was kissing her all the way down until---
“No,” she yelped when she realized what he was about to do.
“Not---” She gasped at the first lick of his tongue against the folds of her womanhood.
Her head fell back at the second lick.
She clutched his head at the third, making him chuckle and kiss her even more deeply.
She did not stop gasping from that point and until the pleasure waves reached its peak, making her body arch, her eyes rolling back at the sensation. “Domenico,” she gasped and her body shuddered as she came and came and came again, his tongue never ceasing to lick her.
Domenico lapped every drop of pleasure from Misty’s essence, loving how her sleek soft thighs trembled in his touch.
He couldn’t believe how turned on he was just seeing Misty reach an orgasm. Just imagining what it would feel like when he could finally be inside her made his erection even more painful, but the exquisite pain that came with the anticipation was one he relished.
He had been prepared to marry someone he might not be attracted to in order to thwart his father’s plans for him, but he had been blessed. Misty was everything he wanted – and more. He would never make her regret choosing him.
Never.
Chapter Five
Dear Diary,
I never knew I could be such an exhibitionist, but the more time I spend with Domenico, the more I’m sure I would risk almost everything just to have him kiss me. And touch me. I can’t get enough of his touch. Just looking at him makes my br**sts ache. It amazes me that I seem to have the same effect on him.
Sometimes at work, we would be in the elevator and he would stand behind me, pressing his erection to my back, teasing my cl*t into life while everyone has their eyes on the floor numbers. A part of me is dismayed when he does that, but the bigger and more shameful part of me wants to know how it would feel to come with other people around – but without them knowing about it.
It must be amazing to be as sexy as Domenico.
The morning-after had not been awkward. It couldn’t be since Domenico was already gone by the time she woke up in the middle of the afternoon. She had been aghast at the time and would have panicked if not for Domenico’s butler telling her that Domenico wanted her to take the day off and to meet him at a nearby restaurant.