Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6

My heart was breaking…

But it felt so full, too.

He’d said it!

I love you.

And I knew he meant it, with all his heart. I could see it in his eyes.

When he took me to the bed and we undressed each other, his touch and his kisses were tender.

When he laid me back on the mattress, I opened my legs to him –

I opened my soul to him.

He gazed into my eyes as he positioned his body between my thighs…

And I felt the tip of his cock slowly part my lips.

I wasn’t as turned on as I normally was – my heart was definitely in, but the rest of me wasn’t quite on board yet –

And he felt even huger than normal.

“Go slow,” I whimpered. “Please, go slow.”

He did. He withdrew… then eased his head inside me… then pulled out, leaving me wanting more…

And he slowly repeated it, entering just half an inch, teasing me, then pulling out…

Until I was so wet and turned on, I couldn’t bear not having all of him.

“Okay,” I whispered as I clutched his perfect ass in my hands and tried to pull me inside him.

He smiled, knowing he had me. “What do you want?”

“I want all of you,” I groaned.

He gave me what I wanted.

He eased all the way in, deep inside me, the thickness of his cock completely filling me up.

I gasped in pleasure –

And then he made me gasp another way.

“I love you,” he whispered as he rocked gently back and forth inside me.

Tears sprang to my eyes.

“I love you, too,” I whispered.

He kissed me softly…

Then deep and passionate…

As his movements became thrusts, faster and faster.

“I love you,” he murmured.

“I – oh! – I love – OH! – you,” I cried out as every movement brought me closer and closer to orgasm.

“Cat – I love you, Cat – fuck, I love you,” he whispered in my ear as he thrust deep and hard and thick inside me –

“OH – OH – I – I LOVE – OHHHHHHHH – ”

I came more powerfully, more deeply, more intensely than I ever had before –

As he kept whispering I love you in my ear.

We went on like that for nearly half an hour – him bringing me to the heights of ecstasy with both his cock and his words.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I couldn’t get enough.

Of either!

Both his cock, and him saying he loved me.

When he finally got close –

When I could see it in his eyes and hear his shallow breathing –

I had enough presence of mind to say, “I love you, baby – come inside me! Come inside me, Val – I love you, I love you, I – ”

He roared and bellowed, both of us screaming, “I LOVE YOU!” at the same time –

I came at the same time as I felt him explode deep inside me.

Then he collapsed in my arms, body heaving, lungs gasping for breath.

It was the first time we had ever made love.

I mean, really, truly made love.

I just prayed it wouldn’t be the last.

We talked while we rested – about what had happened before I arrived in Cefalù, and if there had been any trouble with the Sicilian mafia boss’s daughter.

“No, she’s having the time of her life,” Val said, then got an impish smile on his face. “You could meet her if you want to.”

I looked at him like he’d just suggested we eat raw sewage. “NO.”

He chuckled, then started teasing me. “She knows all about you, you know.”

I was not amused.

“All about me, huh?” I asked as I poked him. “ALL about me?”

His chuckle turned into a laugh as he tried to ward off my pokes. “No, no – not all about you – ”

“All about me, huh!” I repeated as I started tickling him.

“Watch it, woman,” he growled playfully.

“You watch it!”

Then he started tickling me, and I started shrieking, and it all became a sweaty pile of bodies on the bed.

As we lay there panting, I said, “Val?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t ever ask me about meeting her again. I may have to put up with you marrying her, but I don’t ever want to meet her, or see her, or anything else.”

“…okay,” he said quietly.

We had sex several more times that afternoon. Though it was still fucking fantastic (and fantastic fucking – haha), it never quite reached the same emotional peaks as the first time.

Finally, after our last go-round, I got a text on my phone from Paolo.

We’re in the lobby.

My heart sped up with fear.

WE’RE in the lobby.

As in Paolo…

And the woman Valentino was going to marry.

“Paolo’s in the lobby,” I said, keeping my voice neutral.

“Great,” he said grumpily. “Tell him I’ll be down in a few minutes.”

I sat on the bed and listened as he took a shower, then watched as he came out drying himself off.

He was so gorgeous just walking around naked…

It hurt to think this might be one of the last times I ever got to see it.

“You okay?” he asked with a frown. “I kind of expected you to join me.”

I forced a smile. “If I’d gotten in the shower with you, it would’ve been more than a few minutes.”

“Hmph,” he grunted, then kissed me before he started dressing.

Once he was ready to go, he looked at me and caressed my face.

“I love you,” he murmured.

“I know,” I said.

“Ohhh – it’s gone from ‘I love you, too’ to ‘I know,’ huh?” he said, tickling me again. “Goin’ all Han Solo on me, huh?”

“Stop – STOP!” I shrieked as I laughed. “I love you too, I love you too!”

“You better,” he said as he stopped tickling me and kissed me one last time. Then he pulled away. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“You better,” I said, a big smile on my face as he winked and pulled the door shut behind him.

Then I let the happy façade drop.

I did love him.

And I was so happy that he’d finally said it!

And yet…

It hurt so much that he wouldn’t do anything about it.

I understood. I did.

I knew he couldn’t go against his family…

But it just killed me that I was the one who would pay the price.