Filling with a throbbing need, I’m unable to stop myself as my hips lift off the bed towards him again, searching for something to sedate the aching desire growing between my legs. I feel his hard length against me with only the non constricting fabric of his sweats holding him in. I move my hips against him as the friction of his hard cock against my aching core causes the pressure to build.
He releases my breasts and slams his lips back onto mine. Kissing me roughly, his hand moves back down to my waist where I feel him bunching the fabric of my pants in his fist. He pushes himself harder against me causing a moan to escape from my lips from the delicious feeling. A deep growl resonates from his throat.
He pushes back from me, stopping the build up of anticipation tightening between my legs . A whiney noise comes from my mouth.
"Sweetheart, with the way you are moving against me I won’t be able to control myself much longer. So if you don't want me to fuck you right now, we need to stop because in a moment I won't be able to stop myself from tearing off your pants and slamming my cock inside of you."
Feeling disappointment settle inside me. I want him but I know I am not ready for all of him right now. Jumping off the bed and stretches before reaching into his pants and adjusting his cock which is clearly not thrilled with the outcome of this morning. Seeing my eyes on him he chuckles. "Don't worry, you'll get acquainted with him soon enough. Now get up we need to go get your stuff packed and get you a new phone."
Leaving the store, new phone in hand, I start syncing my contacts. Sending Gianna a quick text letting her know what happened with my phone last night and giving her my new number. After a quick drive later we are pulling up to my home. Well my father's home. It hasn't been home since my mom died. Looking back down at my phone I'm surprised I haven't heard from Gianna yet. I was sure she would be on my ass the minute I text her. Coming to a stop along with another two SUVs, I climb out of the car. Nicoli comes up beside me as I can sense a shift in his demeanour from when we were alone in the car to now out in front of other people. His face changing back to that of the hard dangerous man I had first met out in the garden.
Placing a hand on my lower back as he guides me into the house. His touch is comforting and helps settle some of my scattered emotions that I am desperately trying to get a hold on. As he ushers me to the stairway he motions for me to lead the way. Shuffling my feet up to my room I open the door.
I'm not embarrassed for him to see it because there isn't really a lot in here. It's actually quite bare. There is nothing on the walls, no personality or reflection on the person living here. I guess this never felt like home to me and I didnt want to trick myself into thinking it was. Clearing his throat behind makes me realize I am just standing here staring at my room.
"If you want to get started packing, I'll have my men carry everything down. They will be bringing up boxes for you to use in just a moment. I need to discuss a few things with your father, then I will come find you and we will leave." I only nod in response, as he leaves to find my father. Looking around the room I'm not really sure where to start. Instead I plop down on my childhood bed staring at the ceiling.
"Get the fuck out of my way asshole or I swear I will take your gun and shoot you with it." Gianna's voice echoes up the stairway.
Shooting up on the bed surprised at hearing her voice. No wonder she didn't respond earlier. She wants to personally reprimand me. Regardless of knowing I'm about to have my ass chewed I smile, heading out to get her. At the bottom of the stairway is one of Nicoli's men blocking her way. Daveon might be his name, I have heard Nicoli talking to him before. Gianna gives him a hard shove but he doesn't move. In fact the force of her shove causes her to stumble back a step. She finally notices me at the top of the stairway.
"Oh thank the lord." She exclaimed dramatically. "Lil, tell this stupid oaf to get the hell out of my way."
"Daveon?" He looks up at me. "She is okay to come up, could you please step aside." He shifts to the side out of her way letting her pass by. He has a whisper of a grin pulling at the corner of his lips at their little exchange clearly amused by it. As she walks past him climbing the steps his eyes are still on her. A few steps down from me she lifts both her hands up and flips him off behind her, not bothering to turn around. I have to hold back a laugh as his face morphs into clear shock at her haughty attitude. Shaking my head at her, we go down the hall to my room.
Preparing myself to get chastised I'm startled when she barrels into me with a hug. Sniffles soon follow. "G? Are you crying?"
"You're really leaving Lil. Today is the
