Chapter 31 #2
Because I’m the only one that makes you come.
But you aren’t here.
Don’t fucking come, Isabella. I’m warning you.
“Anyone I know?” Said a voice that brought me and my erection back down with an almighty fucking crash.
“Nope.” I pocketed my phone, the sight of Bella pleasuring herself was now permanently etched into my retinas. Lorenzo chuckled as I scrubbed my eyes with one hand.
“Judging by the look on your face, sure as heck seemed like someone important.”
“Just something I need to take care of later.” I told him honestly.
“Well, get another drink down you then. Night’s still young!” Lorenzo seemed in high spirits, and so was I until all I could think about was tasting my woman’s pussy. At this rate I wouldn’t be able to keep my word of waiting until she begged.
“I may have an early one.”
“No way! It was your idea, you aren’t leaving early!” Luca almost choked on his next beer.
“Wait, I know that face,” Tyler replied with a chuckle, “our man just got himself a booty call.” I wished he would shut his bloody mouth.
“Trying to get your dick wet, kid?” Red teased, slapping his hand to my shoulder.
“I didn’t get no fuckin’ booty call, and I ain’t goin’ home,” I breathed.
“Good man!” Lorenzo smiled, handing me a shot.
Fuck… Bella’s would kill me.
“Down it then. You won’t get fucked up just by staring at it,” Luca cheered, as Josh erupted into a bout of laughter.
“Yeah, it isn’t like you have a woman to get back to. So drink up, get fucked and let’s have fun!” Nicolo who was usually the quieter of the bunch had finally had enough drinks to join the party.
I had to admit even though Bella had been on my mind the whole damn night, I was having a good time. And without anymore interruptions from bellends like Harry, or Henry or whatever his fucking name was, we were all free to let our guard down.
Truth be told, I'd never had fun like this before. The Hamilton’s had been a different breed.
They were all business and no pleasure. Despite all being graduates of Harrow school and then Oxford University, they were the lowest of the low.
But with Lorenzo and the team it was different.
They saw themselves as one big family, and despite who Lorenzo was, he still liked to have fun and wind down with the guys.
And I had started to realise it was nice to be a part of it.
Needing a breather from the pissheads inside, I stepped out into the back alley for a smoke.
“You good man?” Josh asked from the fire door.
“Yeah, just needed a minute,” I lit my cigarette, inhaling deeply.
“It was her, wasn’t it?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” I knew exactly what he meant and he knew it.
“I wasn’t born yesterday mate.” He closed the gap between us, letting the door slam behind him. “I saw the way you acted with her that evening, you can’t hide your feelings.”
Fuck.
“Shit…” I sighed, taking another inhale of my cigarette. “Is it that obvious?
“Like a bear in a tutu, mate. You’re in trouble.”
“Fuck, I know! But I can’t stay away from her.” I sighed, pushing my palms into my eyes. “He’ll try to kill me when he finds out.”
“True. But does she make you happy?” He asked, cocking his head to the side.
“I don’t think I’d know what happiness was even if it slapped me across the face.” I sighed as he nodded, but waited for me to finish. “But I do know how she makes me feel when I’m with her… and I don’t want it to end.”
“Then fuck who her father is! Live in the moment, and enjoy one another. Whatever happens, happens. You’ve had a shitty life, mate. Don’t give up your first shot at happiness in years just ‘cause you’re scared of the consequences.” He smiled, inhaling his own cigarette.
“Since when did you get so bloody wise?”
“I’ve always been wise, I just never needed to use it on you.” He draped his arm around my shoulder, “Now, are you going to sort out that rowdy lot, or am I getting the bouncers in?”
“They’re absolutely trollied, aren’t they?”
“The blue haired one? He’s a live wire!” Josh couldn’t contain his laughter, “Jay’s been trying to drag him off the bar for the past fifteen minutes while the kid sang about how he had the biggest cock in all of New York.”
“Oh, fuck,” I let my head fall back, taking a deep breath of the fresh evening air. “There’s a reason he doesn't drink, and that my friend, is why.” We both let out a chuckle as we headed inside to round everyone up.
Two hours later…
“Lorenzo Ricci, you have got to be kidding me?!” Ana stood at the foot of the stairs, folding her arms in annoyance.
“Evening, mi amore , don’t you look sexable,” he drawled.
Sexable… right…
“You’re absolutely fucked!” she huffed, but she couldn’t hide the laugh tugging at her lips.
“Not yet, but here’s hoping,” he winked.
“Oh yeah? I’ll fuck you if you can walk up the stairs in a straight line,” she demanded. I grinned. Damn, at least I now knew where Isabella got her sass from. Anastacia’s a wild card.
“Help me, Arturo,” he asked, gripping my shirt tighter as I tried to remove his arm from me.
“Alone, Lorenzo,” Ana tapped her foot impatiently on the marble floor as we stifled giggles like a bunch of teenagers.
“Sorry, old man. Looks like you’re on your own with this one,” I said, stepping back with my hands held high.
“Well, lads, it looks as though I’m not getting any tonight,” he admitted defeat, making us all erupt with laughter.
“Just as I thought, now all of you fuck off to bed.” Ana laughed.
I wondered if Bella would be the same way to me when we were older.
As Ana helped her husband up the stairs, Tyler skipped down the corridor to his room, still singing about his 13-inch cock, while the rest of the guys staggered off in their own directions.
“Thanks for a good night,” Luca called from halfway up the stairs to his room. “I haven’t had that much fun in a while.”
“Anytime, mate,” I watched him disappear before ascending the stairs myself.
Coast is clear. Time to grovel for forgiveness.
I checked each direction as I reached her room. Even if there was somebody skulking around they’d be too drunk to notice… I hoped.
As I entered Bella’s room my cock tightened as her spicy scent invaded my senses. She was still wearing nothing but my t-shirt which had ridden up to sit around her waist during the night. Her chest rose gently with every soft breath she took.
Those wankers deserve a beating from keeping me from her.
I stripped down to my boxers before making myself comfortable between her legs.
“I’m back, mi princesa ,” I whispered, trailing kisses up her thigh as I teased her sensitive clit with my thumb.
“You’re late,” she murmured sleepily, as her hands delved into my hair.
“Did you come?” I asked
“No,” she sighed, “you told me you were the only one who was allowed to make me come, so I waited.”
Good girl.
“And what is it that you want, hermosa ?” I whispered, running my tongue along her pussy. “You want me to make you come?”
“Yes… please…” she begged, making me groan in satisfaction.
“Mantén tus ojos en mí mientras te hago venir.” I growled against her inner thigh. “Did you miss me tonight?”
“Yes,” she smiled, her fingers fisting in my hair tighter, “too much.”
At this admission, I slid a finger into her pussy, grinning as she clenched around me tightly. My cock twitched as her soft moans filled the room.
“You feel so fuckin’ good, hermosa… Always so ready for me, ain’t ya?”
“Yes.” she breathed, her hold burning my scalp.
Her pussy was so needy, so fucking wet. And I loved it. Flickering my tongue over her clit, I glanced up at her before thrusting another finger inside. Judging by the way she bucked beneath me, I could tell she was already close.
“Look at the way your body reacts to me, princesa . So fuckin’ perfect.” I purred against her clit, her body reacting in the way I craved. I was under this woman’s spell. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for her and she knew it.
I skated my tongue along her pussy, teasing it over her clit once again. She tasted heavenly. Speeding up, I sucked, nipped and circled her clit like a man possessed as I continued thrusting my fingers deep inside her. Her moans were getting louder, and it was like music to my ears.
“Come for me.” I whispered, and on cue she gave me everything, clearly forgetting we weren’t alone in the house.
“Fuck! Yes!” she cried, sinking her teeth into her lip and arching her back in pleasure.
“Good fuckin’ girl.” I praised, whispering against her pussy as her shallow breathing gently slowed.
“Stay with me,” she said, but I didn’t need to be told or asked. There was nowhere else I’d rather be. I crawled up between her legs, savouring every moment I could steal, and wrapped my arms around her.