Chapter Twenty-Four Leo
For months, I’d dreamt about what Drea’s lips would feel like on my cock.
Would she gag around me if I fucked her mouth too deep?
Would she swirl her tongue teasingly along my tip while rubbing the sensitive underside with her thumb?
More than anything, I wanted to come in her mouth so long and hard that my jizz would overflow the corners of her lips to drip down her chin.
There’d been too many nights I’d imagined all those things as I jerked off. Although I’d come so fucking hard at my fantasy Drea, I always felt so empty and alone afterwards.
But it wasn’t a dream anymore. I’d made her come from my fingers and tongue. I tasted her pussy and swallowed down her sweet-tasting arousal.
And now she was really on her knees before me. Her perfect, pouty lips were sliding slowly down my achingly hard cock. I threw my head back and groaned before lifting my hips off the bench seat. A shudder went through me when I bumped against the back of her throat.
She began to bob on and off of me. At the gentle squeeze of her fingers on my sac, I realized someone had taught her well. While I could be grateful to those who came before me, I also wanted to tear their balls off before lighting their dick on fire.
Gently, I brought my hands to the sides of her head. Rocking my hips forward, I began to fuck her mouth. Drea hummed appreciatively around my cock.
As my balls began to tighten, I wanted nothing more than to shoot my load down her throat. But there was something the possessive side of me needed even more.
I had to mark her.
Gently, I eased my throbbing cock out of her mouth. Drea frowned up at me. “You were close.”
“Fuck yeah, I was.”
“Then why did you do that? I wanted to swallow you.”
God, I loved this woman. “Next time. There’s something I want more this time.”
“Okay.”
“Spit on my cock,” I commanded.
Drea quickly obliged me. After the saliva pooled on my length, I started stroking my cock while with my other hand, I gripped her throat and lowered her onto her back.
“Pull up the skirt and show me that gorgeous cunt.”
At the sight of Drea’s exposed pussy, I grunted and started jerking harder. When she started touching herself, I found my undoing. My hips surged forward as I began to come.
Barking out a cry of pleasure, my cock jerked, sending drops of cum spurting onto her hand and her pussy. I usually didn’t come so hard from my own hand. But having Drea with me made all the difference.
When I finally finished, my hand came between Drea’s legs. After sliding my cum through her folds, I shoved it up inside her.
Her eyes flared at my actions. While there was desire, I knew there was also shock. “For the next few hours, I want you walking around that reception with me leaking out of you. And if anyone gets too close, they’ll smell my mark on you.”
Her chest rose and fell in harsh pants. “What about us pretending we don’t know each other?”
“We don’t have to know each other for me to consummate our marriage. Maybe Leandro Neretti takes what he wants, including his new wife’s cunt.”
“Maybe he didn’t have to take it because Andrea Caruso gets what she wants, and she wanted that Neretti monster cock,” she threw back at me.
“Fucking hell,” I muttered, to which Drea giggled.
My phone started going off in my jacket pocket. I would’ve ignored it if it hadn’t been Rafe’s ringtone. “I gotta take this.”
“Must be somebody really important to distract you from your wife’s pussy.”
“Don’t move,” I instructed as I slid the bar to answer the phone. “Hello?”
“Hey, I’m at the airport. I just wanted to let you know I was going to have the men take Drea’s belongings for the honeymoon off and leave them in the hangar.”
“Wait, you’re taking the jet?”
“Yeah, to Sicily.”
Grimacing, I asked, “Shit. What’s going down now?” Most of my father’s family still lived in Sicily, so we had a lot of business interests there as well as enemies.
“Maeve is in Catania.”
Relief echoed through me. “That’s where Caterina’s convent was.”
“I know. Maeve is there.”
I sucked in a breath. “Oh shit, did she join up with the sisters?”
Rafe laughed. “No. She’s just been staying there because it’s the last place anyone would’ve thought to look for her.”
“That makes sense. But how did you find out?”
“Kellan told me.”
As the only person who knew Maeve’s whereabouts, Kellan had done an amazing job keeping them well hidden. Of course, after everything that had transpired today at the wedding, I guess he knew it was safe to give up the info.
“Wait. If you have our jet, how the hell are Drea and I supposed to go on our honeymoon?”
“Why can’t you take Caruso’s?”
“Do you honestly think Edoardo is going to lift a finger for me?”
“You can always fly commercial.”
“That’s like suggesting you drive a minivan after owning a sports-car.”
“Too bad you have the reception, or you could just come with me.”
Ah, yes, the fucking reception that was the bane of my existence. Hours of being trapped with Edoardo and his family. Hours of pretending not to love my bride. The cheesy toasts. The traditional feast. The forced smiling.
Fuck that. “I just thought of a way to piss my new father-in-law off even more.”
“Jesus, Leo, the man shot me today. Do you really want to poke the bear?”
Gazing down at Drea’s still exposed pussy, I knew I wasn’t changing my mind. “We’re skipping the reception.”
“You’re skipping your reception?” Rafe asked at the same time Drea demanded, “Wait, what are we doing?”
“Rafe, one sec,” I said. I muted the call before he could argue with me. Cocking my brows at Drea, I said, “Do you really want to spend the next four to five hours pretending we barely know each other while being on display for all our relatives?”
“Of course not.”
“Then let’s run away.”
She gasped. “Are you serious?”
“Absofuckinglutely.”
“How would we do it?”
“Rafe’s taking our jet to Sicily. We could hitch a ride with him.”
“Wow, nothing screams honeymoon getaway with the man you were supposed to marry who is now your brother-in-law,” Drea teased.
“We’ll only be on the plane with him to Palermo. We can get a hotel on the beach, or I could call in a favor to our family friend who owns his own island off the coast.”
With a dreamy sigh, she said, “That sounds amazing.”
“So you’re in?”
She laughed. “I’m totally in.”
I unmuted the call. “We’ll meet you at the airport.”