19. Antonio
Chapter nineteen
Antonio
S he’s standing in the doorway, completely flustered. Whatever she’s done to try and calm down hasn’t helped, and I can see her need written across her face.
“Wha-what are you doing here?” she asks, pushing her shoulders back and trying her best to put on a shield of faux confidence, something I’ve seen her do a few times.
“What am I doing here? I should be asking you what are you doing to me?” I rise to my full height; it’s normal for me to be able to use my height to overpower and intimidate people, but not with Theá. She’s so beautifully tall in heels, that intimidating her this way is impossible. Theá is also someone who never lets you know that she’s intimidated. But right now, with the way she is walking backwards, I’d bet my fortune she is.
“You have me feeling things I definitely shouldn’t be feeling, thinking things I shouldn’t, yet here I am, looking for my dessert since it seems to have grown these gorgeous…” I stalk after her, my eyes dropping to her legs on full display in this short dress. “…long legs and ran away.”
I shut the door behind me and pause to lock it. Pulling my suit jacket off, I toss it on a towel rack and remove my glasses, which I place neatly on the counter.
“We can’t do this, m-my dad. My dad and brother are right outside,” she stutters out.
“Oh, now you want to worry about your dad and brother? You weren’t worried about them when you were reading smut next to me.” I smirk.
She stares at me wide-eyed, mouth slightly agape.
“Don’t look so scared, tesoro . I don’t bite…unless you like that,” I say as I stalk towards her again, rolling my shirt sleeves up.
“Antonio…” My name leaves her lips like a plea, and all it does is send the blood straight to my already hard cock. Her eyes shift from my eyes down to my lips and back up to my eyes.
I groan. “Don’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?” she asks as her back hits the counter. My palms land on either side of her, allowing me to get so close that only a breath separates our lips.
“Like you want me to kiss you.”
“Maybe I do.”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice.
I’m a kid in a candy store with that permission. My hands grip her fucking insatiable thighs, the ones that my eyes have been glued to the entire night, and I lift her onto the counter. My lips are on hers not even a second later as I spread her thighs and step between them, bringing her body flush with mine.
This is the exact scene that has been playing on repeat in my mind since Sunday. Every time I shut my eyes since hearing Theá’s moans, I’ve wanted to do everything in my power to hear it again.
A gasp leaves her lips as I grind into her warm cunt.
I believe in seizing every opportunity you’re presented, and I believe that was a sign from God to throw all logic to the wind.
My tongue enters her mouth, and immediately, I snap back, leaving us both breathless. She stares at me in confusion as she tries to regulate her breathing. My brows furrow. How could I have been so ignorant the first time we kissed? Probably because that wasn’t a real kiss, but merely one for show.
My hand shoots up, and I grab her around her neck. Her eyes widen before they relax slightly. “Open your mouth, and stick your tongue out.”
I can see the mischief behind her eyes; she knows exactly why I’m asking. But like the good girl she is, she does exactly as I’ve asked.
Just as I felt, on the centre of her tongue sits a pretty silver ball—a fucking tongue ring. A groan leaves my lips. “You’re fucking perfect.” My lips capture her tongue, sucking on it. The cool texture of the metal ball is so addicting I can only imagine what it would feel like against my dick.
The door handle jiggles, and Theá jumps.
“Antonio,” she whispers.
I kiss her again to silence her. “You have to stay quiet now, tesoro .”
My lips move to her neck, trailing sloppy kisses that leave her gasping for air and whimpering my name. My hand slams over her mouth, and my eyes pour into hers.
“Theá, baby, as much as I would fucking love to hear your beautiful noises, I might murder another man if he hears you—especially if it’s that fucking waiter. Do you understand?”
She nods slowly behind my hand.
“Good girl.”
I crouch down onto my haunches and stare up at the beautiful vision of lust and passion sitting in front of me. She looks mind-blown, hazy, and absolutely breathtaking. Her already mini skirt barely covers her thick thighs as she sits. I push it the rest of the way, exposing her light yellow, lace panties.
“My favourite colour.” I smirk as I admire the sight. I don’t think I had a favourite colour until Theá wore that nightie, but now whenever I see this specific shade of yellow, I can’t help but think of her.
The door handle jiggles before a knock sounds. I reach up and rip her panties off.
“Antonio!” she whisper-yells at me.
I rise to my full height and shove the flimsy fabric into her mouth. “There, that should keep you quiet.”
In one swift movement, I’m back down in front of her, my face perfectly in line with her cunt. The hair is perfectly trimmed, framing her true beauty. I grab the backs of her knees and jerk her forward until she’s on the edge of the counter, and then, like the man in the book she’s reading, I devour her.
I’m not easily brought to my knees, but with the way Theá tastes right now, I’d happily stay kneeling in front of her as long as her pussy finds a permanent home on my face.
I lick one straight line from her entrance to her clit, and I can feel how she shudders against me, leaning forward. Her hands grip into my hair, the slight pain only pushes me on.
Circling her clit, I dig my grip into her thighs, and I can’t help but smirk against her when I feel her grinding against my tongue. “That’s right, baby. Use me,” I mumble against her, but I know she heard me when she picks up her speed.
Reaching around, I begin rubbing her clit with my thumb, driving my tongue into her dripping hole.
She tastes so sweet, so irresistible.
A throaty moan leaves her, and instantly, I stop my actions. Her gaze meets mine as she whimpers in protest. “What did I say about keeping quiet, tesoro ? Unless you want everyone to hear me eating my dessert.”
She nods violently and all but pushes my head back between her legs.
It’s hard not to give Theá everything she wants in this position, because everything she wants, I want more. I want her screaming my name. I want her clenching around my fingers the way she is right now. And more importantly, I want to feel her crashing as I drink all of her wetness up.
I get my final wish when she freezes before crumbling in front of me, her thighs practically suffocating me as she tries to keep me in place.
When she comes down, I remove the panty from her mouth and tuck them into the pocket of my trousers.
“Oh my fucking God, I’m sorry for nearly suffocating you,” she says sheepishly, suddenly aware of just how tightly she was just squeezing my head with her thighs.
“If I had any say in how I died, between your thighs might be on top of the list.”
I stand and look at myself in the mirror—my face glistens with her juices, my hair a complete mess, and the girl in front of me looks freshly fucked.
She reaches up and uses her thumb to wipe away the wetness, and I’m frozen as I watch her suck it.
I grab her face. “Open,” I say. She obliges and even sticks her tongue out to torture me more.
I stick the fingers I just used to finger fuck her to orgasm in her mouth. “Suck.”
“That’s my good girl,” I say as she closes her mouth around my digits. She does a great job of making me wonder just what her tongue could do if it was my cock in place of my fingers.
She lets me retrieve my fingers, still staring at me wide-eyed, and I wonder just how far I could take this girl.
I caress her cheek gently, allowing my hand to move until it wraps around her throat again. “Open one more time for me, please, tesoro .”
Her brows furrow before she does as I ask. “Such a good fucking girl, doing everything I say.”
Then I do the thing that I’ve thought of doing since I kissed her. I gather what’s left of her delicious taste on my tongue and spit into her mouth. Her eyes widen even more before my mouth is on her again.
“Swallow,” I mumble against her lips, and I feel her do just that.
“ Un tesoro del cazzo .”
We make quick work of fixing both of our appearances. The tension in the bathroom is surprisingly calmer than I figured it would be after what just happened.
“Antonio…” She starts looking rather apprehensive.
“If you say anything other than thank you, I will fuck you on this counter,” I say, adjusting myself behind my pants.
She visibly bites her tongue while a blush creeps onto her cheeks.
“That’s what I thought. I’ll head out first just in case anyone’s out there,” I say, and she nods. I can’t help but lean down and steal another kiss from her already slightly swollen lips.
I unlock the door and give the area outside a once over before stepping out and gesturing for Theá to do the same. As she steps out and we round the corner, Kylian is there, leaning against the wall.
His eyes meet mine and then move to Theá’s.
Cazzo. It’s easy to put one and one together and get twelve right now, but I stand my ground and wrap my arm around Theá’s shoulder, pretending that was the most innocent exchange we could’ve ever had.
“I was just coming to check on you two, You’ve been gone for a while.” He raises a brow, crossing his arms over his chest.
I run through a list of lies in my head, shove my exposed hand in my pocket. I open my mouth to speak, except the voice I hear isn’t mine, it’s Theá’s.
“Sorry, I think it’s something I ate. Antonio was just helping me,” she all but grumbles, playing into her food poisoning story.
“Are you okay?” His eyes go from accusing to worrying in an instant. No matter how much he wants to pretend to be the next best underboss, the man in front of me is still a little boy who cares for his older sister.
“Yeah, I’m okay, but I think we should head home. Is that okay?” Her hand on my chest causes my heart to thump in response as I realise she’s asking me and not him.
“Of course, let’s get your bag.” I gesture for her to walk first.
As we approach the table, it’s clear to see we haven’t been missed by anyone other than Kylian. Even Enzo seems to have disappeared.
Gabriel’s eyes flash up to us as Theá grabs her bag and hugs her brother goodbye. I head around the table and stop once I’m between Gabriel and Lucien. “Sorry for my sudden departure, gentlemen. My wife isn’t feeling well, so we’re going to head home.”
I expect Gabriel to rise to his feet and check on his daughter, but instead, he frowns. “You could have the driver take her home and stay for a few more drinks.”
I grit my teeth because even if this is what I married Theá for, the fact that he would let anyone treat his daughter like that is disgusting. “I could, but I won’t. My wife’s health is my main concern at the moment.” I extend a hand to Lucien. “Look forward to seeing you soon. I’ll have them send over your invites for the CFP dinner,” I add the last part just to lessen the blow, even though I know my brothers are going to kill me for this.
“A real pleasure, Antonio. Looking forward to seeing you very soon,” Lucien says.
I bid the rest of the men goodbye and return to Theá, who seems to be having a glaring match with her brother.
“Let’s go,” I interrupt.
“Message me when you’re home,” Kylian says, and I nod, gesturing for her to leave.
“Did he say something to you?”
“Nothing I couldn’t handle,” she says as the driver pulls up in front of us.
We slip into the back seat, and as soon as the door closes, it’s like the heat in the back of the car suddenly turns up.
“You were in quite a hurry to get out of there,” I say lowly, making note that the partition between the driver and us is still open.
“I was saving us from another two hours of small talk.” She shrugs, but turns to face me.
“And now we have a thirty-minute car drive home.” I cast my gaze on her.
She reaches over me and clicks the button to raise the partition before straddling me. My eyes nearly bulge out of my head as I take in her position. A million thoughts flash through my head, but only one seems to register.
She has no panties on.
“I guess I need to make it worth your while,” she says.