I really feel like I can lastly breathe when my mother and father take Chelsea dwelling and everybody begins to depart the reception. Angelo and I do the standard leaving of the reception, leaping into the limo and waving goodbye to everybody though we’re staying at a lodge on the town an evening earlier than leaving.

The lodge, in fact, is the swankiest one in Chicago, and I’m not unused to fancy locations, rising up a DeLuca, however it’s even above my requirements.

Angelo is oddly quiet on the limo journey, though he retains his hand on my thigh, beneath my costume, thumbing in opposition to my pores and skin and making me flush.

When the lodge room door shuts, Angelo snaps into motion, urgent me up in opposition to the wall, his proper hand in my hair as he kisses me passionately, my mouth after which my neck, fluttering kisses alongside the bottom of it.

“Angelo,” I breathe.

I’d anticipated, in fact, that we’d sleep collectively, however that is probably the most passionate, the hungriest he’s ever been for me, and I’m unsure find out how to deal with it.

“Catarina,” he says, not “kitten” or another pet title. My title in it’s true Italian pronunciation.

It makes my breath catch in my throat, my stomach contracting with warmth. His mouth on my neck isn’t proudly owning, simply kissing sweetly and softly.

“We’re married,” he says, talkative by some means now when he’s been largely barking orders and motion earlier than.

I hum behind my throat and he’s unzipping my costume, letting it pool on the ground. I’m sporting a set of white and pink lingerie that I’d gotten throughout my marriage ceremony bathe.

He growls behind his throat when he sees how translucent it’s, displaying my nipples peeking in opposition to the material.

“So stunning,” he murmurs, skimming his fingertips down my waist, to my hip the place he grabs and picks me up.

I leap into his arms, wrapping my arms round his neck and kissing him again as fiercely as he’s kissing me. After such a demanding day, it feels good to let unfastened and let myself go.

“Take a look at you,” he says with a low groan as he pops open the entrance clasp of my bra, letting my breasts free.

He’s me like he’s by no means seen me earlier than, and my pores and skin feels scorching throughout. I virtually really feel light-headed, though I’ve solely had a few glasses of champagne on the reception.

“Angelo,” I say once more, shocked as he slides his arms down my physique, cupping my breasts, urgent them collectively and placing his lips round certainly one of my nipples, after which the opposite.

“Hold saying my title, kitten,” he moans in opposition to my pores and skin. “Love the best way it sounds.”

I let loose a protracted moan, my again arching. I would like extra, need him inside me, however I can’t deny that I’m having fun with the eye he’s giving me.

He at all times makes positive that I’m glad, however by some means, this feels completely different, extra intimate.

He leads me to the mattress and I lie down, spreading my thighs instinctively.

Angelo lifts as much as slide my panties down and off my ankles, throwing them carelessly on the ground, after which he unbuttons his shirt. He’s discarded his go well with jacket already on the door, and I chew my lip on the sight of his honeyed pores and skin.

He’s up on his knees between my unfold legs and as he unbuttons his slacks, he slides his hand down my physique to my decrease lips, teasing my clit along with his thumb.

I gasp out a moan and lick my lips.

“Angelo, please, do not tease,” I plead.

“Don’t fear, kitten,” he assures me. “I can’t wait to be inside you, not tonight.”

“Thank god,” I whisper, and Angelo chuckles low in his throat earlier than spreading my thighs additional, eradicating his hand from my intercourse and guiding himself into me with a low groan.

I count on the intercourse to show tough right here, as a result of that’s his M.O., however that’s not what occurs.

Angelo drops down on his forearms, simply shifting his hips to pump out and in of me, cupping my face and searching into my eyes.

“These eyes of yours,” he breathes. “They’re one thing else, Catarina, you recognize that?”

I make a whining noise as he slowly fucks me, wanting extra, wanting it rougher as a result of my coronary heart is doing backflips in my chest.

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