15. Dario
Dario
T he pink tint of embarrassment covering Mia’s cheeks is downright adorable, and I think about telling her what she obviously wants to hear, but instead I smile and say, “I’m confident that every single guest at this party just heard you come hard, streghetta mia .”
“I was hoping maybe my mind had exaggerated how loud I was,” she says, and there’s still a kernel of hope in her voice, so I laugh and kiss her cute, pierced nose.
“Nope, you screamed my name loud enough for everyone in this gaudy mansion to hear. They all know we snuck off, and they all know what we were doing.”
She tries her best to glare at me. “You could try to not look so damn happy about it.”
“I could.” I slowly slide my fingers in and out of her, groaning when her tight little pussy clenches around me. “But I’d be lying.”
I smile at her reaction. “You try so hard to be angry at me, but this sweet pussy always tells the truth.” I drag my fingers along her inner walls while I gently nudge her piercing. Her sexy moan is proof enough, and when I give her a wink, she rolls her eyes at me .
“You’re soaking my hand, amore mio , so goddamn wet.”
Slowly pulling my fingers out of her, I watch her reaction, loving the soft whimper of protest she gives when my body leaves hers.
With my eyes locked on hers, I bring my wet fingers to my mouth and suck them clean.
My cock is already painfully hard, but when her taste hits me, I swear I grow even bigger.
God, as soon as she’s healed, I’m spending the entire fucking night eating this sweet cunt.
Forcing myself to take a step back, I watch as she fixes her dress with shaky hands, trying to get control of herself.
She can try all she wants. One look at her beautiful, flushed face and everyone will know what just happened.
There’s no hiding it, and every single person at this party will recognize the I just came hard look, even if they hadn’t just heard her scream her guilt loud enough for everyone to hear.
When my eyes land on her hard nipples, I sigh. When they were soft, the black fabric had hidden the barbells well enough, but now that they’re taut and brazenly poking through the thin fabric. They’re impossible to miss.
“If you could make those go down, I’d appreciate it,” I tell her.
She puts a hand on her hip and laughs. “Oh okay, I’ll get right on that.” When she sees the look I’m giving her, she gives another laugh. “I can’t make my nipples go down, Dario. It’s your fault they’re all perky anyway. You’re the one who made me come.”
I raise a brow at her. “You’re the one who shoved my fingers up your tight little cunt. What the hell was I supposed to do?” I grin and add, “When you want something, you’re a very persuasive woman, streghetta mia. Also, those nipples were hard before my fingers slid inside you.”
She gives me a very pointed look. “Also your fault. You kissed me out there like you were seconds away from taking me to bed. Of course they got hard. You were trying to prove a point in front of your ex-fuck, remember?”
Guilt hits me, because as much as she’s trying to pretend seeing that woman didn’t hurt her, I know it did. I step closer and cup her face. “I’m sorry, amore mio . She meant nothing to me. ”
“Couldn’t help but notice how gorgeous she is,” she mutters, and I force myself to not smile at how cute she looks when she’s jealous. I hate that she is, though. I’d give anything if I could wipe my past clean of anything and everything that isn’t her, but I can’t.
“She’s nothing. You’re the beautiful one, sweetheart.”
“She has really long legs.” Mia’s hazel eyes look to the side when she adds, “And huge breasts, and when I think about you fucking her, I want to kill someone.”
“Jesus, don’t think about that. It was years ago, and I was being serious when I said it meant nothing. I don’t know if you picked up on it, but she was pissed.”
“What was she saying?”
“She said a lot of things, but the gist of it was that she saw me treating you in a way that I never treated her, and it made her angry and jealous.” I caress Mia’s cheek with my thumb and lean in closer. “I told you, little viper, I have never treated anyone like I treat you.”
She’s quiet, but I can feel her mind working.
“And I love your petite body, amore mio . I wouldn’t change a single detail about you.
I love how much shorter you are than me.
I love that you’re so small but so fucking deadly.
” I bring a hand down, ghosting my fingers over the nipple that’s still swollen and hard and the barbell that runs through it.
“And I’m obsessed with your tits. I fucking love them.
I love that they’re small, that I can fit so much of them into my mouth at once, and, Jesus, you already know how I feel about your piercings.
” I groan at the images those words bring to mind and cup her face again, tilting her up to me.
“You’re it for me, amore mio . Fuck everyone else.
I only want you. And as soon as we get back to America, I’m marrying you. ”
I smile down at the shocked look on her face and kiss the tip of her nose. “Turns out I like wearing your ring.”
She looks at the wedding ring on her hand and says, “This diamond is ridiculous, and I can’t keep wearing it.”
“And there goes my erection,” I say with a sigh.
She laughs .
“That’s not helping,” I tell her.
Her hands cup my face. “You’re very cute when you pout.”
“Jesus, woman, you’re lucky we have to go back out there. Otherwise, I’d be taking you over my knee right now.”
She smiles even bigger and rests her hands on my chest. “I only meant that we need to find something that’s more my style.
” She wiggles her fingers, making the huge diamond stand out even more against her slender finger.
“This is huge. If the stone on my clit piercing was this big, I wouldn’t even be able to zip my jeans up. ”
I bark out a laugh before I can stop it. “The point was to make it big and noticeable, sweetheart, but I promise I’ll get you something that’s more your style when I ask you to marry me, okay?”
She smiles up at me and nods. “Okay.”
“Wow,” I say, returning her smile and running my thumb over her cheek. “Look how far we’ve come, amore mio . There was a time when you would’ve tried to stab me just for mentioning marriage.”
She turns her head and gives my thumb a quick bite. “Don’t get too cocky. I haven’t said yes yet.”
Grinning, I lean closer and kiss her, loving the way she immediately melts against me. Seeing this beautiful, strong woman willingly submit will always be the most erotic thing in the world to me.
“My little viper is slowly becoming a romantic,” I whisper against her lips.
She gives an unladylike grunt and then smacks my ass. “Come on, Romeo, we need to get back out there. The sooner we do, the sooner we can leave.”
“You’re such a handful, sweetheart, but I knew that going into this.” I give her a wink and kiss the small diamond stud in her nose. “You were never going to be a docile girlfriend or wife.”
“I know you love it. You’d be bored out of your mind with a tame woman, Dario.”
I smile and thread my fingers through hers. “You know me so well.” I give her nipples, the ones that are still hard, a long look. “Try not to be so turned on by me, amore mio . Let’s see if we can get those to go back down.”
She snorts out a laugh and elbows me in the side when I start to lead her back out into the hall.
The first thing we see is Sasha’s unsmiling face.
He’s leaning against the wall, eyes alert, even if they are dead at the moment, and the relaxed pose isn’t fooling me.
I know he could have a knife in his hands in less than a second if he needed to.
He looks between the two of us before finally settling on his little sister.
“I may never forgive you two for making me stand out here and listen to that.”
“Oh my god,” Mia groans, slapping a hand over her mouth. She knew she’d been loud, but she hadn’t thought about her brother being one of the guests who could hear her. She gives a muffled, “I’m sorry,” from behind her hand.
His light blue eyes move to mine. “Aren’t you a little old to be running off to find a dark corner?”
I can’t help but smile. “Are you ever too old for that?”
He’s not amused. He just tilts his head like he’s trying to understand why we’d need to find a corner in the first place. We weren’t killing someone, so the reasoning is beyond his comprehension.
“I needed Leonardo to hear her,” I finally say.
“Mission fucking accomplished,” Sasha says, and then pushes off from the wall before calmly walking past us. “Sandro’s in the main room. I’ll be watching her from the shadows.”
When he’s far enough away, I lower my head so only Mia can hear. “Do you think anyone will ever catch his eye?”
She shrugs. “Maybe.”
“Do you think he’d kill her.”
I’m only half-joking, but Mia just shrugs again and says, “Maybe.”
“Jesus,” I mutter before leading her back to the ballroom. Right as we’re about to walk in, I say, “Just remember that every single person in here just heard you scream my name while your perfect pussy soaked my hand.”
Just like I’d hoped, her face turns an adorable shade of pink, making her look like a woman who’s just been caught fucking at a party.
Exactly how I want her to look when we step through the doorway and all eyes turn toward us.
Several of the women glare at Mia, one gives us a wistful look, and I’m guessing it’s been too long since someone’s pulled her into a dark corner and made her scream, and the men are either giving me way to go grins or what a lucky fucking bastard looks.