20. Chapter Twenty #2
Leo gazes down at me with awe in his eyes. “I never knew I’d be lucky enough to have you in my life. I don’t deserve you.”
“You do. You almost died for me. That means something.”
“Let’s start our new life together.”
“Yes,” I breathe out.
“Starting with another round. My cock is hard again.” He presses it against my entrance. I open my legs wider, silently telling him I want this.
We both moan as he enters me again.
This time, Leo picks me up and stands before placing me on my feet. I frown as he lowers me over the armrest but then he thrusts back into me, making me gasp.
He’s able to sink deeper into this new position.
“We have to christen the whole house,” he says. “I’ll take you everywhere at some point. How does that sound?”
“Yes,” I moan, arching into him.
“Good. We’ll start with this couch. I’ll take you every way I can think of on it.” He grips my hips and thrusts into me harder.
“Leo,” I beg, not caring how desperate I sound. “I need you. I need to kiss you.”
He gently grabs my throat and arches my neck back, bringing his lips to mine. Every thrust of his hips is powerful. Intense. Electric.
“Feel my cock deep inside of you,” he growls. I choke on my gasp when he thrusts into me.
“Yes,” I whimper. “Yes.”
His pace becomes frantic and wild. My own body arches into him, over and over again. I don’t want this to stop.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
“I love your body, Emma. I love you. All of you.”
I cry out from his words. They fill my soul with healing. With pure happiness.
“I love you too. All of you.” The moment I say this, my orgasm washes over me.
Leo thrusts into me one more time before finding his own release.
“Fuck,” he groans, kissing along my back. “You are mine.”
“And you’re mine.”
We’re both claiming each other. We both want this. Nothing has ever felt so right.
I walk down the aisle of the church in my wedding gown of my own choosing. Leo and I decided to redo our wedding now that we’re in love. Last time, he deceived me into a marriage because he thought I was the enemy. But now, I am choosing this. There’s no deception anywhere in sight.
I walk on my own as I don’t have either of my parents in my life. I never knew my father and as each day that passes, I miss my mother less and less.
My head is held high. I am in love.
Guests join us this time. Gabriel and Rocco and a few of Leo’s other men. Margeret is here. I told her it was a vow renewal since our last wedding didn’t go according to plan. She didn’t need to know all the details.
My life feels more complete now. Full. I got everything I ever wanted.
I reach the end of the aisle and Leo takes my hand, smiling down at me. I smile back as broadly as I can.
The priest starts the ceremony. We recite our vows of love and devotion and honor to each other. It rolls right off my tongue, sounding perfect. No hesitation on either of our parts.
“I, Leo Detti, take this woman, Emma Greco, to be my lawfully wedded wife.”
“And I, Emma Greco, take this man, Leo Detti, to be my lawfully wedded husband.”
“I now pronounce you husband and wife. Again. You may kiss.”
Leo cups my face before placing a gentle kiss to my lips. “My wife.”
“My husband.”
We hold hands as we walk down the aisle, our guests cheering for us, as we start our new life together.
So much has changed in the past few months.
Leo and I have gotten to know one another so much better.
We’ve gone on a date every week, sometimes more.
Every time we talk, peeling back pieces of each other.
I’ve learned that he felt shame after his father’s death.
I’ve learned he used to play guitar but gave it up a long time ago.
I’ve learned that Leo knows how to be happy when he wants to be.
And he’s learned so much about me. I’ve told him more about my relationship with my mother.
Secrets I never wanted to share with anyone but I finally shared with him.
I’ve told him about the time I first read a book.
About the time I saw my first cow die. And all the times I cried myself to sleep because of how alone I was.
I’ve shared it all and I’ve continued to share as more things come to mind. Leo has done the same.
“You want to get out of here?” he asks once we’re outside the church.
“Don’t we have our reception to go to?”
“Of course. But first, I want to take you somewhere. One little stop won’t get in the way of our party. Of our celebration together.”
“Ok,” I giggle. “Where?”
He winks and doesn’t say anything.
Leo drives us to a large patch of ground, surrounded by olive trees. It’s about an hour out of the city.
“What is this?” I ask, getting out of the car.
“I thought this could be where we could live. I know I already bought a house after Matteo burned my first one down. But I thought we could build a new house together. Something that’s fully both of us. I want you to have a say in our lives. What do you think?”
I let out a laugh as I throw my arms around him. “I think it’s perfect. I love this. Really. I love you.”
Leo gives me a long, lingering kiss. “You deserve this, Emma. I shouldn’t have hurt you the way I did but I don’t regret taking you. You wouldn’t be in my life otherwise. So what do you say? Want to start our future together?”
“I’d love nothing more.”
Leo picks me up bridal style and carries me around the large patch of earth. Acres upon acres of it. The perfect place to build our home. To start our new lives together.
And I get a say in it. I finally found the freedom I had been looking for my entire life.
The End
Matteo and Luciana star in the third book, Vow of Desire, which you can read HERE!