Chapter 28

Chapter Twenty-Eight

R upert

I’d been really worried about Veronica. She hadn’t been well, and it seemed her friend was kind of useless. When she’d texted me a few days ago saying she’d caught food poisoning, I was ready to catch the first plane to Rome, but things were hectic here, too. Eventually, she’d talked me out of it, reminding me it was better for me to stay healthy while she recovered.

I’d been in Sicily for over two weeks now and started to get annoyed that I still couldn’t see Veronica. I was having a great time splashing with Maja in the pool, teasing Spencer about Laura, and visiting all the incredible places around the island, but I fucking missed my woman.

No point in denying it. She was mine and mine only, and I had never been more sexually frustrated than I was during my stay in Sicily. The phone sex hadn’t happened either, first because of the food poisoning and now she was on a yacht in the middle of the ocean, the signal there spotty.

I’d been wanking myself twice a day, and my balls had never been bluer.I needed to be in Veronica so fucking bad. I had to relieve myself of this frustration.

Today, for a change, Spencer insisted on stopping at this incredible beach by a luxurious hotel, and we’d been there since late morning. I’d been spending a lot of time with my niece lately. She was so smart, and I was glad we could bond in these past few weeks. Both my and Spencer’s lives in London were busy, so we never really had a chance to have so much fun like we did on the island.

I was just about to get Maja into the water when Spencer practically flew after Laura. They were with the lifeguard several minutes earlier, and I was too busy playing with Maja to see what that was about, but it seemed Laura had been hurled into the sea by some Italian dude several minutes earlier. I frowned when my brother grabbed her and threw her across his shoulder while she screamed, trying to get off him and hitting him with her fists. Luckily, this was a private beach, so there weren’t any people here to witness his caveman behaviour.

“Spencer, what the hell are you doing, man?” I called out after them, thinking he must have fucking lost his mind.

She screamed her head off as he continued to walk away with her.

“Take care of Maja and tell security down there I’ll be okay and will meet the others at the villa. I’m going to take Laura home. I think she has sunstroke! Will send the car back so you can get home later,” he said while she kept pumping him hard over his lower back, yelling at him ceaselessly to put her down.

I shook my head, thinking that clearly, I’d missed something earlier when I was swimming with Maja. It looked like I was going to lose the bet with my dad. Spencer still hadn’t shagged Laura, and time was ticking, unless he was taking her home now to do exactly that, which meant I’d fucking scored.

It was scorching today, and we’d been on this beach for ages. Maja needed a break from the sun.

Once Spencer had vanished with Laura, I took her to the hotel restaurant, and we had some of the most amazing pasta I’d ever tasted. An hour later, I had a text from Spencer that nearly made me drop my phone.

Brother, I have reached the limit of existing with blue balls. My nanny is going to get it tonight. Take Maja somewhere for the day while I fuck her ten ways till Sunday.

“Uncle Rupert, are you okay?” Maja asked me when my drink was dripping down my chin as I reread that text several times. I smiled from ear to ear.I had fucking won!

My bastard brother was so fucking lucky, and for a second I envied him because the woman of my dreams was out there sailing with some random Italians. Still, I had something to live for—I texted my dad to cash in on the bet.Right.

“I’m good. Are you ready to go? I’m going to take you to a splash park,” I said to Maja, hoping Spencer wasn’t going to fuck this up for once.

Maja had already lost one parent and couldn’t afford to lose another one—even the pretend nanny she treated like a mum already.

“What the hell? Give that back,” I snapped when Laura snatched my phone off me while we were getting ready to have dinner.

I’d finally managed to talk to Veronica. Apparently, they were sailing near Palermo, so we’d been texting non-stop. I couldn’t fucking wait to finally see her.

“We’re about to have dinner, and from now on, no electronic devices at the table,” Spencer declared, pissing me off.They are treating me like a damn kid.

I was ready to get up and snatch the phone back from Laura. I’d been waiting for too fucking long to chat to my woman, and now her roommate had confiscated my device.

“Spencer is right. We should be having a conversation with each other during our meals. We’re in Sicily and the food is so fresh. You’ll enjoy it more if you’re conscious of what you’re putting into your mouth.” Laura smiled.

I decided to take a deep breath because I was inches from losing my temper. I’d been teasing Laura about shagging Spencer since I’d caught her sneaking out of his bedroom one night, to the point when her face would go all red and she kept avoiding me, which was hilarious. Spencer had lasted two fucking weeks, which was longer than I thought he would. Once I disappeared tonight, no one would ask any questions. Those two were too busy with each other to notice me sneaking around.

“Don’t go all mummy on me, Laura,” I grumbled.

“She’s not, but she’s right. We are having a meal as a family.” Spencer gave me a stern look.

My brother was officially pussy-whipped by his own nanny. I had never seen him this happy before and I was glad he was finally able to relax.

Several days after our heated discussion about electronics at the dinner table, Veronica had just sailed to Palermo. After Spencer and Laura came back from their quick fuck ( I mean, walk down the beach ), I said my goodbyes and left them to it. I managed to rent a car and drove straight to the port of Palermo where Veronica’s yacht was docked. She’d mentioned that her friend, Jess, had lost her mind for the Italian guy with the yacht and wasn’t planning to come back to London at all.

My palms were damp with sweat, and my shirt stuck to my body as I waited for her, counting the days since we’d been apart. This heat had started to feel overbearing, even though I should have gotten used to it by now because I’d spent every summer here since I’d fought off cancer.

I parked the car as close as I could by the marina then fired her a quick text.

My heart pounded. It had been so fucking long since I’d invested money into Emperor, then discovered she was the escort girl who’d run away from me back in Greece.

Moments later, I spotted her walking towards me wearing a white summer dress and looking incredible. The contrast of her tanned skin in this dress made her look like a goddess. I rushed to her and before she could even say anything, I had her in my arms, inhaling the familiar scent of her sweet perfume.

“Oh my God, Rupert! It’s so good to see you, hotshot,” she said, grabbing my face.

And then we kissed with urgent passion, as though this was our first and last kiss, and everything felt instantly better. My hard cock pressed against her centre. I pulled her closer, grabbing her breasts with my right palm, pushing my tongue into her mouth until she moaned and made me lose my last bit of self-control. Joy and peace rippled through my whole body. Veronica arched her head backward, giving me access to her neck until a whistle reminded us that we were in public.

“ E prendete ‘na stanza, voi due! ”

I was panting when I finally put her down, then I spotted an older Italian guy holding a rod, albeit not threateningly.

“ Si, si, certo ,” I replied, smiling and waving to the guy, yet never letting go of my woman.

“What did he say?”

“He told us to get a room,” I replied, then whispered, “Sunshine, you have no idea the things I want to do to you right now. This wait has been excruciating.”

“Yes, baby, I missed you so much and I wish we’d met sooner,” Veronica admitted, squeezing my waist.

It was coming close to nine p.m. We could get a hotel somewhere, but as much as I knew she wanted me to make love to her tonight, I had other plans.

“Come on, let’s go for a drive so you can tell me all about it,” I said, grabbing her hand and leading her to the car.

I’d rented a two-seater Mazda MX-5. Veronica got in and gave me the biggest smile, then moments later she moved her hand down to my thigh. I grabbed it and quickly brought it to my mouth, kissing the knuckles.

“You have to be a good girl now and be patient, sunshine. Good things come to those who wait,” I said, turning my head and flashing her a smile.

She stared at me like I’d just taken her favourite toy.

“So, you aren’t taking me to the hotel, right, so you can finally have me?” she cooed.

“No, I haven’t booked a hotel yet because I’m staying in the villa. I can’t bring you there yet because the two people who care about us the most might freak out,” I said, starting the car.

“What? But it’s been so long, and I’m horny, baby,” she whined.

“Trust me on this, sunshine. It will be so much better if we wait.”

Soon, we left the marina and drove through the busy streets of Palermo.

“Laura called Spencer an animal… I’m so glad this finally happened, and I hope your brother isn’t going to just ditch her after that because she wouldn’t be able to mend her broken heart a second time,” Veronica said after a while.

“Don’t worry, my brother is already in love, totally pussy-whipped. You should have seen them one night at dinner. They were acting like a total family unit, Laura demanding everyone to be off their devices and Spencer properly backing her up. He’s never going to part with her, and Maja loves her, too,” I assured her, heading out of the city. There was this one place where I wanted to take her so we could talk, because that’s what we were going to do for now, despite the fact that I’d been hard since the moment I’d held her in my arms.

“Oh, I hope you’re right, because if he hurts my girl, I’m going to castrate him,” she said fiercely, sending a shiver down my spine. My cock stirred.

“You’re scaring me, sunshine, but let’s not talk about my brother. How was the trip in the yacht?” I asked. I needed to divert this conversation to safer waters because all I could think of was taking her from behind.

“It was fine mostly, until I started listening to Jess having sex with Federico most of the night. It was only the three of us, but he compensated for it by being a good host and an amazing cook. Who knew that Jess would connect with someone so young?” Veronica explained.

For the next twenty minutes, we chatted about our past weeks being away from London.

I was suddenly fucking relieved there’d been no one else on that yacht with them, because in any other circumstances I would have swum across the ocean just so the other guy wouldn’t dare make a move on her.

I parked the car outside the restaurant. I’d been here several times before, and since it was late, the place was packed, trendy music played, and the waiter quickly found us a place with comfortable sofas.

Veronica sat next to me, quickly wrapping her hands around my waist.

“I want you, Rupert. I’m aching for you. I don’t even know when I had sex last,” she whispered in my ear.

My blood boiled. I hated that she’d had to fuck some other men, but I reminded myself that was in the past. She was mine now.

“Then be a good girl and keep your legs crossed. I have other plans for us, and nothing is happening tonight,” I growled in her ear, then kissed her neck, moving my tongue over the sensitive skin.

Veronica moaned, then luckily the waiter interrupted us, so I quickly said, “ Portaci una bottiglia della vostra miglior champagna e il menu, per favore. ”

“Rupert, no. Do you want me to beg you? I don’t want to wait. I want you in me, baby,” she protested when the waiter left to take care of my order.

Her hard nipples poked against the thin material of her dress, and she looked flustered, which meant she was telling me the truth. I leaned back on the sofa and put my hands around my head, staring down at her. She was so fucking stunning.

“Yes, you’re going to beg me to take you, and once I finally break your needy cunt, then you won’t be able to walk or even sit down. Because every time you do, you’ll be reminded of who you belong to.”

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