Unforgivable

Chapter 33

Time Together

Oni

“I said just do it. I’m not going to ask you again,” Rico bites out into his phone.

I can’t take my eyes off him as he barks orders at whoever is on the other end while he walks toward me. I still can’t get over how much he has changed. For one, he’s filling out his clothes with all those muscles.

His back and chest are so much broader than they used to be. Rico at twenty-two is a beautiful thing. I love how his torso tapers into a slim waist.

His powerful thighs and tight ass are something to marvel at. He makes everything he wears look good. Rico with a blowout used to make my heart race.

His thick, dark, curly waves that he keeps combed out of his face match perfectly with his facial hair. I love when his locks start to fall into his eyes as the day goes on. Rico is fine as fuck on any day of the week, twice as much on Sunday.

“No, that’s all. Call me when it’s done,” he says and hangs up his call.

He looks me over and lifts a brow. I’m still taking him in. His black dress shirt is sitting open at the top while tucked into his tailored black slacks.

“You’re not dressed and you’re staring at me like I’m naked and you’re ready to eat me. Che cosa succede?”

“I’m just thinking. You’ve changed in all the right ways,” I reply.

He looks down at his watch then back at me. I know I should have gone to get ready, but I’ve been sitting here lost in my thoughts since I hung up with my uncle. I need to have a conversation with him and my mother.

“Baby, I’m all for every dirty thought you might be having right now, but you need to get ready,” he says against my lips as he leans in for a kiss.

I slide my hand around his neck, encouraging him to deepen the kiss. When he begins to pull away, I whimper into his mouth, not wanting him to leave.

“Come on, bella. Be a good girl for me and go get ready. I have a surprise for you.”

I look at him suspiciously. He’s asked me to get ready to go out more than once, but still hasn’t told me where we’re going. I pout and get up from my seat.

Rico tugs me into him and gives me a searing kiss. I love being in his arms. I feel safe and warm.

“You can throw on sweats or something. You don’t need to make a fuss.”

I scoff. “You have a lot to learn about me.”

“Trust me. It’s not going to matter.”

“Now I’m supercurious.”

He pecks my lips and gives me a squeeze. Reluctantly, I pull away and head to get ready. I’ve been in one of his T-shirts all morning.

I love the way his scent clings to it. Just like the one I stole before I left for Italy, it makes me feel like he’s wrapped around me. I nearly cried when that shirt lost his scent.

The memory causes me to lift the neck of the T-shirt to my nose as I inhale deeply. It’s still the same as I remember, one of many things that remain the same about him. His eyes and scent have been familiar and welcoming.

“What should I wear?” I blow out and twist my lips as I stand in my closet.

Rico

Yesterday was a bit intense for Oni. One of her guys fucked some shit up and she was pissed. I thought I lost my shit when my crew made mistakes.

Oni made me look like a saint. I could feel the stress in her body as we fucked last night. I decided I wanted to do something for her today to help her relax.

I know how that shit feels and how hard it can be on the mind and body. Funny, I have to chuckle now as my guys turned around and put me in the same position today. I guess this will be for both of us.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of everything. You and Oni have a good time.”

“Thanks, Mario. I know she wants to hang with you guys some more. The next few days will be busy, but set something up for the weekend.”

“You want to head up to the Hamptons or something?”

“Yeah, that sounds good. Have someone stock the house and have the place ready.”

“I’m on it.”

“Thanks, bro. I need to go.”

We hang up and I place my phone in the locker with the rest of my things. The next few hours will be all about Oni. My girl and I need this.

I want to connect with her on a deeper level. Sex is amazing between us, but I want to fill in all those gaps we never got a chance to plug in. We need to build more of a foundation.

I step into the massage room to find Oni sitting on the edge of one of the beds in a robe. Her hair is brushed flat, leaving it to fall in her face. With not a stitch of makeup on, she looks younger than nineteen and has a glow about her.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re effortlessly gorgeous. I’m always in awe of how you take my breath away.”

“Keep sweet-talking. It will get you everywhere.”

I walk over to her and peck her lips. I groan in frustration as our massage therapists walk into the room. When I pull away from Oni’s sweet lips, I note that they have given us a masseur and masseuse.

“Didn’t I request two females?” I say tightly.

Oni snickers beside me. I look to her and narrow my eyes. The amusement in her gaze only ticks me off more.

I don’t find this funny. This dude isn’t putting his hand on my girl. Personally, I would have preferred a female.

The guys tend to get too rough as if trying to prove they’re masculine. In the end, I never enjoy a massage from a guy. I always feel like it’s a waste of time and leaves me more tense than when I started.

“Sorry, but one of the girls called out. Ricki has a range from light to hard touch. We hope he will be a suitable replacement for your couples massage,” the chick says.

I grunt, still pissed, but not wanting to fuck up our date. I glare at the dude, daring him to go near Oni. Nodding for him to move to the table waiting for me, I then walk over to the other bed.

They ask us a few questions then excuse themselves from the room so Oni and I can climb on the tables under the sheets. I look to her as she lies on her back laughing. I wish I had something to toss at her.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing.”

“Then why are you laughing your ass off?”

“You’re still crazy jealous. I don’t know why I thought that would change.”

“It wouldn’t eat you up that she’d have her hands all over my body?” I tease.

“Nope, because if you so much as moan, I’d slap the shit out of you,” she deadpans.

I burst into laughter. However, she’s now glaring at me. I shake my head.

“This might have been a bad idea,” I chuckle.

“Not at all. Thank you, Rico. This is sweet. Enjoy your massage. I’m just joking … maybe.”

“Maybe.” I snort. “You would have nothing to worry about, trust me.”

“I do.”

I grunt and settle in for our massages as the two reenter the room. We fall silent as our session gets started. For the first time in a long time, I find I’m not angry, not thinking of what I need to handle next. I’m in the moment and at peace.

When the massage is over, we make our way to the private sauna room. Oni and I quickly down the lemon water they have waiting for us. We then take our seats inside and settle in.

Feeling totally relaxed, I lean my head back and close my eyes. My mind drifts to Oni’s mother. I don’t know how she’s going to take our engagement. Neither does Oni.

It’s something we’ve talked about a few times. I’d be lying if I said I’m not anxious about her return to New York. I love her daughter and can’t see my life without her again.

“What are you thinking about?”

I open my eyes to find Oni settling her naked body over my lap. We lock gazes as I place my hands on her waist. I glide my hands up her sides, savoring her soft skin.

“Our future. I can’t wait to meet your mom.”

“She’s going to have the shock of her life,” she laughs.

“I think it will be okay. She’ll love me like I’m sure my mother will love you.”

I don’t mention to her that my mother has seen her around in Italy and has been curious about who she is. However, my mother stays out of business.

Now that she knows Oni is my fiancée, she’s dying to meet her. I can’t wait until we get all of this out of the way and can start planning our wedding. Emilia has already been calling my phone to gush about the engagement party Uncle Emilio is throwing for us.

Oni looks back at me with a wary expression. “I don’t know. I’m dropping you and an engagement into my mother’s lap all at once.”

“We will handle it. Besides, at the end of the day, nothing can take you away from me. We’re getting married no matter who doesn’t like it.”

“Don’t be so sure. My mother will hit you upside your head with a frying pan about me.”

I smile and raise a brow at her. Then I nip at her chin as I smooth my hand over her skin to her breasts. Beginning to roll her nipples between my fingertips, I look into her eyes.

I don’t break eye contact with my next words. “Like I said. We’re getting married no matter what. I will make sure she loves me.”

“Rico—”

I cut off her moaned protest as I take her lips. The kiss grows heated and deep within seconds. I pull my towel free from around my waist and guide her to sink down on me.

Her eyes roll back, and she bites her lips as she pulls away to look into my eyes. Reaching for her ass, I used her cheeks to guide her up and down on my length. I’m so fucking hard for her.

Sweat is dripping from both our bodies and faces, but I couldn’t care less. I wrap my arms around her body and move to the edge of the seat, planting my feet. I then take over from beneath. She starts to cry out my name, really crying out when I begin to bounce her body with my thrusts.

I groan and take one of her sweaty breasts into my mouth. My baby pushes her hands into my hair and tugs my head back to look down into my eyes. She sticks her tongue out of her mouth and I capture it in mine.

As I suck on her tongue, she starts to rock her hips, taking back control. I smile and take her mouth in a passionate kiss. I groan into her mouth as she squeezes her pussy around me.

“You know that shit drives me fucking crazy,” I grunt into her mouth.

“You want me to stop?”

“Fuck no. Keep that pussy popping on me and squeezing my shit. Don’t you dare stop.”

“Shit, Rico. Please don’t stop.”

“If you can take it, I’m going to keep fucking this good-ass pussy. Shit, you’re wet.”

“You see what this hard-ass dick does to me?”

“I see, baby. I feel you about to come. Tell me what you need.”

“Ah, mm, Rico. I need you. Your strong arms around me feel so good.”

She reaches for my biceps as I run my hands down her back and grab ahold of her ass. I latch my lips onto her sweaty neck and suck while we fuck each other.

Oni reaches back and grabs my wrist as if that can hold me off from fucking this good-ass pussy. I allow her a reprieve as I still and release her. She looks at me like I’ve lost my mind.

Lifting her to her feet, I then stand and turn her to bend her at the waist. Then I enter her from behind and get all up in her guts. I fuck her deep, alternating between deep and short thrusts.

“Fuck, Rico,” she keens as I roll my body into hers.

I place my foot on the bench seat and really get into her pussy. As I’m thrusting down into her, her walls are rippling around me as she gushes all over me.

“You like that, baby? Is this what you were looking for?”

“Yes, yes. You feel so good. You’re so deep. Don’t stop.”

I slap her fat ass and watch it ripple around me. Sweat is dripping from my nose onto her back. I turn my face up to try to catch it, but it’s useless.

I fuck right through her orgasms. Running my hands up her sweat-slick back, like I’m rubbing lotion into her skin. When I feel my orgasm coming, I grab her shoulder with one hand and wrap the other around her neck.

“Oh my God, Rico,” she screams.

I bite my lip as I pound into her. My orgasm hits so hard my eyes cross and my toes curl.

I slump forward, landing on her back. Using the wall to hold my weight off her, I begin to kiss across her skin. When I get to the tat of the pot of butterflies on her exit wound, I lick the flesh, then place soft kisses against it.

“That was amazing,” she giggles beneath me.

“Phenomenal. You’re perfect. Come on, let’s go get cleaned up. Our lunch will be waiting.”

“What time is naptime?”

I chuckle. “We’ll make that happen after we hydrate and get some fuel.”

“Fuel? Are you trying for round two?”

“Um, and three and four,” I say and kiss her neck.

“You spoil me, you do,” she sighs.