“What does he look like in real life… the uncle?” she asked softly.
My breath came out in a rush. “Sexy. Dark hair. Blue eyes, cold and piercing. Full l*ps, chiseled jawline, clean shaven, straight nose, and his eyes are so blue, cold and piercing…”
“You mentioned that.” Charlotte giggled.
“Really tall too… six feet three or maybe even more. I only came up to his ch*st.”
“Dangerous looking?”
“Extremely. I was quaking when he came close to me.” I shifted uncomfortably. Even since that k**s, my c**t felt strangely swollen. Now even the mere thought of him was making it throb.
“So you really wanted him, huh?” Charlotte deduced, her eyes astonished and baffled. As if she was finding out, I wasn’t the person she’d spent her whole life believing I was.
I gazed into her dear and familiar eyes. Those kind eyes I always knew I could trust with my life, and suddenly I was ashamed for entertaining the thought of not being honest with her. It was Gabriel Angelini’s fault. Never before had a man come bet**en us. No, I didn’t want to hide how I really felt about him from her. Charlotte wasn’t just my best friend and roommate; she was the sister I never had.
“I wasn’t very honest just now when I said I felt nothing when he k**sed me. The truth is I don’t think I’ve ever felt that much attraction to someone in my entire life,” I confessed.
“Wow, I’ve never seen you like this,” she said thoughtfully.
“I’ve never felt like this before. Oh Charlotte, I wanted to f**k him right there.”
Charlotte’s hand flew to her mouth. “Oh, my God!”
“There were goosebumps down my neck and arms,” I continued. “I didn’t think he would notice, but his eyes traced them… He knew. It was so crazy. I could smell his need—”
Charlotte’s giggle brought me back to the room. “You could smell his need? What are you? A she-wolf?”
I smiled weakly. “I swear I could…it’s hard to explain.”
“I know. You had to be there.”
“Yes, I felt like I was on fire. I don’t know how it happened, but when his l*ps met mine, I felt as if I was melting. I couldn’t even feel my legs. There was literally fire in the pit of my stomach… I really thought I was going to pass out. All I wanted to do was have him inside me. Just once… not more. He’ll ruin me, otherwise.”
“And I want to watch,” the words sl*pped out before she realized it. Our eyes clashed before she could regain her senses.
I shot out my feet and kicked her off the couch. “Get out, you creep. Your ten minutes are over.”
Laughing, she pulled the mask off her face and hurried away from my attack. “I’m not even going to take that back. From all you’ve said, assuming you weren’t exaggerating, I’d pay money to watch him pounding into you… you grabbing those thick muscles for dear life…”
“Get out!” I yelled, throwing a cushion at her.
She dodged it and went on t**sing me. “The tight walls of your p**sy milking his hard, thick c**k.”
“You’re sick.”
“Oh, wait—” She stopped suddenly and looked very worried. “What if he has a small c**k?”
“Get lost,” I added, throwing another cushion at her.
She laughingly evaded it. “Now that would make an excellent end to this story.”
“It’s already ended. We agreed that he would not pursue me. He gave me his word. And I believed him.”
“No, no, no,” she cried dramatically. “We need an ending to this story. Is his c**k big or not?”
“I’m going there to be the nanny of a seriously unhappy little girl, not report to you on the size of his c**k.”
Her smile was demonic. “You’ve obviously never heard of multi-tasking.”
“Never heard the word,” I denied, amused in spite of myself.
She sobered up. “On a serious note, you do realize I was only fooling around. I don’t expect you to sleep with your boss. In fact, while you were at your interview I did a little research and—”
“In the tabloids? Are you kidding me?”
“They’re not entirely wrong about everything,” she defended. “And the word is Gabriel Angelini is somehow connected to the Russian Mafia.”
“I did my research too and I never found any mention of that. Are these the same tabloids that claim the Queen is a reptilian?”
“First of all, you were probably distracted by his looks and stopped your investigation there. Secondly, I got the reptilian stuff from the History channel, actually if you look closely at the Queen—”
I laughed and started walking out of the room. “Enough, enough! I have to pack.”
Charlotte followed me. “You know the Mafia don’t take prisoners. They kill their victims!”
For a second, I thought about the dark amusement on Gabriel Angelini’s face as I stood in front of him shaking with horror at my own violence. Then I put it away and turned around. “You really have to stop reading the tabloids.”
“I told you I didn’t get that from the tabloids. I watched all The Godfather movies.”
I sighed heavily.
“I’m serious, Davina. I know I was clowning around just now about his c**k, but I didn’t mean any of it. Sleeping with your boss is a very, very bad idea. You will keep your wits about you, won’t you?”
I smiled gently. “I will and thank you for caring about me.”
She didn’t smile back. “You’re sure you trust this man’s word?”
“Have you ever met a man that made you feel safe? As if no one would dare lay a fi**ger on you because you were with him.”
She shook her head silently.
“Want to know something weird?”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
Leave a Reply