Chapter 16
If you’ve ever wanted to be on an episode of The Sopranos, having dinner at Lili’s house will satisfy any curiosity you ever had about the inner workings of a mafia family.
Lili was on edge all night, and I hated it. I don’t like seeing her so stressed out or anxious. Her childhood home should be the place where she’s most relaxed. It was clear she wasn’t worried about herself, though; she was worried about me. For me.
“I think you should come home with me. You’re wound tight, babe, and I happen to know the best way to help you relax,” I tell Lili.
She walked me out to my car and then decided to tell me she was staying behind tonight. “I’m sure you could. I’ll come by later, but I need to talk to my mom first. I’ll drive over in a bit,” she says.
“You sure? I don’t mind waiting for you.” I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her against me.
Lily leans up on her tiptoes. Her lips brush against mine. “I’m sure. See you soon. Maybe drink one of those pre-workout shakes you have. You’ll need all the energy you can muster up, hotshot.”
“I’ll never run out of energy for you, babe. Don’t make me wait too long or I might have to start without you,” I tell her with a grin.
“I’m about to go talk to my mother, and now I have the image of you jerking off in my head. Thanks for that.” Lily shoves at my chest before turning and walking back towards the house.
It’s been two hours. What could possibly be taking her so damn long?
I pick up my phone for the tenth time. Lili hasn’t responded to my last four messages. I press the call button next to her name. It rings out and her voicemail picks up.
“You’ve reached Liliana Valentino. Please leave a message and I’ll get back to you at my earliest convenience.”
“Lili, call me back… or text me. Let me know you’re okay.” I sigh into the phone, then add, “Please,” before hanging up. My phone lands on the sofa at the same time the door to my apartment opens. “Lili?” I call out while making my way to the foyer.
“Well, you better not be expecting anyone else for a booty call, Travis. I never did learn to share well,” she says, appearing in front of me.
“You okay?” I ask as I inspect every inch of her face. Her eyes are red and puffy. She’s been crying.
“Uh-huh. Sorry it took me so long.” Lili forces a smile on her face.
“Who made you cry, Liliana?” My fists are clenching at my sides. The need to hurt whoever created those tears is strong.
“It’s nothing. Now, come on. Show me that unending energy you promised me.” She removes her coat and lays it over the sofa.
“Lili, you crying is not nothing. I want to know why,” I tell her.
“It’s really not a big deal. I’m just tired, and when I’m tired, I get teary-eyed,” she says.
“Humor me then. What made you cry?” I wrap my arms around her tighter. Pick her up and walk us over to the sofa. Where I sit down before placing her legs on each side of my thighs.
“I have to go to Italy for a month with my family,” she blurts out.
I blink at her. “Babe, most people don’t cry over having to spend a month in Italy.” My fingers wipe the stray tears that fall down her cheeks.
“It’s not Italy that’s the problem. It’s… the whole month that I won’t be able to see you, Travis. I don’t think I want to go a whole month without seeing you,” she says.
“Lili, there are things called jets, phones, video chats. I promise you, wherever you are in the world, you will never have to go a whole month without seeing me. Because I couldn’t fathom not being able to see you for that long either.”
“I’m sorry,” she says.
“For what?”
“For my family. For the way they’re treating you. For having to leave for a month. It was my Nonna’s idea and, well, my grandfather makes sure she gets whatever she wants. But I also think…” Her voice dies off.
“You think what?” I press her.
“I think there’s about to be some—how do I say this? Um, company restructuring going on in the family,” she says.
“Meaning your dad’s taking over for your grandfather?”
“Something like that.” She shrugs. “I think so at least. It’s weird… for all of us to be going to Italy right now.”
“It’s only a month. It’ll fly by, babe. And I promise you’ll see me so much you’re going to get tired of looking at this face.” I gesture a circle around my head for emphasis.
“Impossible,” she says, leaning forward and melding her lips with mine.
I pick her up and take her into my bedroom, gently placing her in the middle of the bed. Lifting her right leg, I remove her heel before doing the same with the left side. I want to take my time, slowly unwrap this woman like it’s Christmas morning. I grab hold of Lili’s hips and flip her body over so she’s lying on her stomach.
“Shit, warn a girl next time,” she squeals.
My palm lands on her ass. “Shh, you’re ruining my gift,” I tell her.
“Your gift?” she asks, while looking over her shoulder at me.
“You, babe, are the best goddamn gift I’ve ever received. And, right now, I’m trying to enjoy unwrapping you.”
“Well, don’t let me interrupt you then.” Lili lowers her head to the mattress.
My fingers pinch the zipper of her dress, slowly pulling it down the middle of her back. Exposing her smooth, tanned skin. Inch by inch. When I reach the bottom, I flip Lili over again and slide the straps along her arms.
“Fuck me, I think God sent me an angel I didn’t deserve when you fell from heaven.”
“Well, it’s a damn good thing you caught me then.” Lili smiles.
“Quick reflexes, babe. We can thank years of hockey practice for that,” I tell her as I continue to glide the material of her dress down her body.
“Travis?”
“Yeah, babe?” I ask as the fabric pools around her ankles.
“Less talking and more enjoying.” Lili waves a hand down her body.
“Oh, I appreciate it plenty. So fucking much.” My fingers hook into the sides of her panties and I drag them along the length of her legs. Once she’s left completely bare on the bed, I push to my feet and look down at her. Reaching behind my neck, I tug my shirt over my head and then kick off my pants before I open a drawer, pull out a string of condoms, and place them on the bed.
“Someone’s ambitious tonight,” Lili says with a raised brow.
I don’t respond to her with words. Instead, I cover her body with mine, my mouth closes over one of her nipples, and my fingers tweak its pair. Sucking then nibbling. I bite down harder when she moans and her chest lifts off the mattress. I move lower. I need to taste her. I had every intention of going slow. Worshiping every bit of her flesh. But now I’m starved. I position my shoulders between her thighs, and my tongue darts out to lick right up the center of her folds. Her taste explodes in my mouth.
“My favorite fucking flavor,” I grunt before diving back in.
My tongue pushes into her opening, flicking up and down the walls of her pussy. I need more, so much fucking more. A growl leaves my mouth as I push against her mound and shift my attention to her clit. I flatten out my tongue while sucking on that hardened little bud.
“Fuck, Travis! Don’t stop!” Lili’s hands grip my head, pulling me closer. If I suffocate while eating out her pussy, I’ll die a fucking happy man. Her thighs tighten around me, and her body seizes up as her orgasm takes over.
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Lili coming undone beneath me. Because of me.
I lick until her muscles relax, and only then do I move upwards. I reach for the string of foil wrappers and rip one open. Rolling the condom over my length before I line myself up with her entrance.
There’s always something about the first moment I slide into her. A feeling of being home, being complete, overtakes me. “You complete me, Liliana Valentino.” I whisper into her ear as I bottom out inside her.
I can’t tell if the sigh she responds with is because of my words or from me filling her up. I’ll take either.
I hook an arm underneath her knee as I push her leg up against her chest. Her right leg wraps around my waist, and I lose myself in the feeling of sliding in and out of her. Nothing feels as good as she does. I used to think scoring a goal was the best high I’d ever achieve.
I was wrong. Being inside Lili is next fucking level.
My thrusts increase in speed, as Lili’s nails claw down my back and her hips lift to meet my rhythm. “I need you to come for me again, babe. I need to feel your pussy choke the shit out of my cock,” I tell her.
“Oh god!” she cries out. “Travis.”
Her pussy tightens around me, quivering with the impending explosion. I circle my hips and grind down on her clit with each thrust, hitting somewhere deep inside her. I can feel my own release building.
“Now, Lili. Come for me,” I coax.
Lili’s nails dig into my back. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s drawn blood. “Shit. Fuck,” she hisses as her entire body stiffens, and I follow her over the edge.
My thrusts become rigid as I fill the condom inside her. “Fuck me,” I huff out as I fall next to her on the mattress.
“I believe that’s what you just did to me.” Lili laughs.
Wrapping an arm around her body, I drag her closer to my side. “And I plan to do it again… after a brief, five-minute intermission.”