“I don’t see how you could possibly ask more of me than you’ve already given.”
“I’m asking for your trust in all things. That alone is worth any price. I’ll ask for things in our bedroom that might frighten you at first, but that’s where that trust needs to come in. You have to know that I’ll take you higher each time but never go so far that you can’t handle it. I also will have to talk to you about things regarding the Ferraro businesses, and you’ll have to accept them and never speak of them to another soul outside our immediate family.” He watched her face as he referred to the one thing he feared the most.
In the bedroom, he could reward her ten times over for her trust in him. It was the revelations as to what he really did for their family that he was afraid she wouldn’t be able to handle. His shadow and hers had become entangled in spite of his efforts to keep them apart. Although, truthfully, he hadn’t tried that hard. He knew if she rejected him, the consequences to him would be dire. She would simply forget the things he told her, believe he had proclaimed her his fiancée in order to take care of the bills and her until she recovered and then they would break up. He would lose everything—including his ability to ride the shadows.
He reached for her hand and helped her to sit. Immediately she stroked her hand down his belly as if she had been waiting to touch him all along. Her fingers lingered low and his cock reacted, jerking hard, letting her see how appreciative he was of her touching him.
“I like being yours, Vittorio. I’m very aware it won’t always be easy. I can see it on your face sometimes that you would insist on your way at times, and I might not like it.”
He nodded, more aware of the heat from her breath spreading over the sensitive head of his cock. She sat on the bed, her thighs still spread wide, and he was standing inside them. If she tilted her head up, her mouth was exactly where he needed it to be. Without conscious thought, he shifted even closer, so he was facing directly toward her. Immediately her gaze dropped to his cock, her eyes widening.
Her hands came up to cup his sac, driving the breath from his lungs. First her thumb stroked and then the pads of her fingers with exquisite gentleness. “I had no idea you were so soft here.”
“I like that I’m the only man you’ve ever touched intimately, Grace.” He rested one hand on top of her head, careful not to put any pressure on her, no matter how much he wanted to. At the stroke of her fingers on his balls, his cock was hardening all over again. “If you keep that up, we’re not going to make it to the hot tub.”
“Really?”
Her tongue darted out and moistened her lips. He had to suppress a groan. She was sexy without trying. Her gaze shifted from his growing cock to his eyes.
“What would we be doing instead? It has to be something very impressive in order for me to give up a night in the hot tub under the stars with you.”
Her teasing voice and the look of growing hunger was as sensual as the flush on her skin and the stroking of her fingers. He wrapped his hand around one of hers and squeezed gently, showing her how to roll and caress his sac. Then he took her fingers and stroked his shaft before wrapping them in a fist at the base and pumping up and down while squeezing hard.
“I’d want to stay right here and have you learn to suck my cock just the way I like it. Your mouth would be tight and hot and your tongue would lash and dance, until I was so hot I’d have to pull out and take you again.”
“Why would you have to pull out?”
Her hand had picked up the rhythm he showed her and he let go. She didn’t hesitate or falter. Her gaze was fixed on his cock while she worked him.
He fisted her hair, tugging a little until she looked up at him. “You aren’t ready to swallow yet, that will come with time. I want you to enjoy every single thing we do together. Sucking my cock is fantastic for me, but only if you love doing it. If you’re not getting anything out of it, bella, it takes away from my enjoyment.”
“No matter what, I’ll love it because I know it makes you feel fantastic.”
His heart threatened to beat right out of his chest. She meant it. He could hear lies. All riders could hear lies, and she absolutely meant what she was saying.