Crazy

Giulia

I'm pushed back against the wall, I'm thrilled as his nose brushes against mine leaving a clear question inside the irises, asking me to move forward even if it's contained on the outside. I close my eyes, wanting it to continue, opening my lips slowly wanting to have a little more of his taste, I gasp as he takes my mouth, lifting my hands to touch the soft skin of his neck.

The affectionate way at the same time raw showing all the desire that was contained making a heat run through my hips, I run my nails through his skin wanting to mark this brazen man who declares himself making my chest rumble after having caught him in the act.

I feel sordid for wanting him.

I need you, Giulia - I get goosebumps at his voice in my ear as a flash of anger hits my mind.

You have your secretary - I answer quickly wanting to destroy the hopes it gives me.

If you accept being my Giulia, there will only be you until my death. - Disbelief is exposed because it continues. - A man who cheats on his wife is not worthy. - He cites the law of the mafia, making his attitudes firm.

His honest look is frightening. I only know the family's wickedness along with all my sins dishonoring my own family.

pretend for her, never for Guilia, for her just my best.

Everyone wants something, Giacomo - I speak because I want something too.

You're enough for me Bella - The truth of his look disconcerted me to the point that I feel the tears forming again, this man, this kid, can have whoever he wants and he wants me.

Your attitudes asking for my permission and the way you treat me so well are ingrained inside my needy heart, wanting to have a different reality, wanting to taste a paradise when I am condemned to live in hell, giving hope to a sinner to find redemption.

That's impossible, I must have left it in the face with the way he fixes our gaze.

I'll be yours alone, and I'll show you this all day. Allow me to give you something else that no one has ever given you. - I don't want to deny it while I'm curious.

What? - I feel my face burning.

Oh beautiful..

I gasp when I feel a breath through my neck tracing the skin with the tip of his nose, making my hairs stand on end with the slow caress being pressed against his body, making my breasts feel heavy as he bites my ear, running the beard over the skin of my ear. cheek, I hear a sound I'm stunned to realize that I ended up moaning

Approval glowing in his eyes, nibbling my bottom lip as I seek some balance by digging my nails into the firm nape of my neck which ends up intensifying the kiss.

I lose track of my thoughts feeling a burning desire building through my body, astonished at the way he takes every part of my mouth, making my fears tossed around the corner with the hunger to have more and more of him.

I try to squeeze my thighs, wanting to ease the pain that grows through my center, something I've never felt causing a desperation building heat through my body, making my cheeks burn.

I am lifted by her thighs feeling her strong body taking space against the dress that bunches on her hips and I end up slipping with a moan as I feel the hardness pressing against my intimacy making the pain ease.

Giacomo, it hurts - I can't hide in despair when you get me down from your arms.

He flashes a huge smile like he's won the day, I didn't understand why for just a few seconds.

Soon his huge hand covers my breast making a caress almost a massage pulling another moan from my traitorous lips.

An overwhelming desire coursing through my whole body destroying every painful past marked inside the mind while the other hand does the same with my left breast, I roll my eyes when I feel our mouths coming together again, I try to brush my legs being prevented by your thick leg leaving my body out of control, I feel desperate.

Why is Giacomo hurting? - I ask wanting to end this torture.

Because your body wants mine as much as I want yours - I'm scandalized to say you want me.

Make it stop - I beg.

I feel my right leg being lifted until our hips join in an erotic dance, I'm desperate.

Giacomo - His name sounds like a prayer.

Trust me, bella, I will make you realize that I am the right choice.

I nod, unable to ask to stop, I'm flipped over quickly and forcefully, feeling my aching breasts press against the wall and the hardness firm on my ass. His hand going down my belly lighting the traitor body and the hoarse voice in my ear.

I will only give you pleasure, bella.

I'm devastated by the slow kisses down my shoulder covering the exposed skin with tenderness increasing the ache between my legs almost bringing tears to the dream of being treated like this every day.

The strong breath against my skin warming the environment making the mind fly in a paradise, I tense when his hand finds my panties, I end up moaning when I realize that I'm wet, the gentle fingers making circular movements while the mouth continues distributing slow kisses.

Only pleasure Bella- I lose my modesty moaning more intensely, wanting to ease the pain.

Giacomo, it hurts - I whimper.

His other hand under caressing my aching breast increasing the heat, as he pushes the panties away slipping through the wetness, I throw my head back wanting support in his arms, his movements intensifying as he splays his hand all over my intimacy making the pain grow exponentially. moving up and down then the tongue passing over the exposed skin of my shoulder making circles under my panties, i keep going up with uncontrolled breathing i feel the fear build up inside soon after causing a devastating fall making my legs tremble, i am trapped between the shame and the sensation of stepping on the clouds of paradise while your arms close, welcoming me against your body, breaking down the last barriers of distrust.

That was amazing - I say softly, embarrassed.

I stop thinking about the possibilities, deciding to give the hope that awakens a chance.

Fire the secretary - I speak firmly trying to push the fear. - Let's try, but promise you won't give up on me.

It was impossible to hide the fragility, I feel his arms squeezing me a little more.

I promise - I feel the caress on my face- Come back here Friday.

His voice sounds grave as a command with a soft tone sounding like a request making me confused

My brothers barely let me out - I tell the truth

At least try, let me prove to you that I'm keeping my word by firing the secretary and taking you out to lunch.

She tugs at the back of my neck, turning quickly to take my lips, I'm lost until I hear the sound of the door almost with my soul returning to my body as I realize it's Hunter and not the soldier waiting to take it back.

Good morning Giulia - Her eyes wander between the two of us - Good morning brother.

Awakening from the fright, extricating myself from the big man who's mouth is crooked in disgust at the interruption, I walk quickly to the door.

Good morning Hunter .- I speak softly.

I hold the door with one last look at the man who filled me with hope for the last hour, I close the door shaking my head as I look at the soldier coming back to reality.

AH Giacomo, how I wish it were real.

I think back to my prison.

Even knowing that, I still dream that that demon dressed in an Italian suit could be my knight, I thought I didn't have a drop of innocence running through my veins anymore, I should have been more attentive to the details, to the signs. Beauty always hides monsters, the worst of them through the mirror on the bedroom ceiling.