Betraying Giovanni

Chapter Thirty-Six: Ready For You

Vincent Giovanni

Tonight, it is date night, the first free night I've had since the mission, which was exactly two weeks ago, I've been pushing business, getting my goods onto the market, and making sure that every last bit sells, and nothing goes to waste.

"Babe, where are we going?" she asks for the umpteenth time.

"I'm not telling, I'm sworn to secrecy," I reply.

She groans and stomps into the bathroom, slams the door shuts, and locks it, she hates surprises, and I must admit that I've done a good job at keeping this one to myself.

I walk to the door and knock on it, "Mi amore, open the door for me please."

"No,"

I chuckled, "Come on baby, open the door for me."

"If you tell us where we are going I will,"

Over my dead body, "Okay I will, open the door."

She unlocks the door and opens it and I walk in and close the door; she looks up at me expectantly and I smirk at my little bambino, she looks good with no makeup and that silk gown of hers isn't helping cover anything up it's exposing all her curves and ridges.

"So, are you gonna tell me?"

I walk to the shower and turn on the taps; I take my shorts off and toss them in the laundry basket.

"Come join me first,"

She looks at me with suspicious eyes before reluctantly agreeing and taking her gown off, revealing her luscious, chocolate coloured curvy, bootylicious body. My mouth waters at the thought of tasting her but then I'm quickly pulled back by the thought of her traumatic event, I'll just have to settle for another painful boner.

"Vincent,"

"Yes, mi amore?"

She looks at me with shy eyes and I wonder what could be on her pretty little mind, "Talk to me amore, I'm listening."

"I'm ready," she blurts.

I look at her confused, "Ready for what baby?"

"For, for us to be intimate again,"

Shit, I'm not ready.

"Are you sure baby?"

She nods, "I am sure."

She walks to me, and I watch as her hips unintentionally sway, she places her hand on my chest and slides it down my chest to my lower region, she stops right above my hard, throbbing member and I gulp.

"Let's get in the shower," she takes my hand and pulls me in, and the warm water runs down my body, only making it difficult for me to keep my thoughts controlled.

"Mi amore, I don't think I'll be able to go easy on you,"

She goes to her knees and takes me into her hand, "I'm not expecting you to."

And she slowly and teasingly takes me into her mouth and starts bobbing her head up and down, using her one hand to rub the bottom of my dick, I run my hands into her hair and watch as I slip in and out of her soft, juicy lips. I groan in pleasure, it's been so long, she pulls me out of her mouth with a pop sound and starts rubbing me off, she looks up at me with a sensual look in her eyes and slides me back into her mouth again and she puts her hands behind her, something she does when she wants me to take control.

I thrust into her mouth and her moan vibrates through my cock, I continue with slow calculated thrusts. After a few thrusts I pick up the pace and watch as she takes me all in, her mouth getting wet with saliva making it easier for me to thrust faster, she moves her hands from behind her and grabs onto my legs and I continue to fuck her mouth. My balls tighten as my release nears, as I begin to vigorously fuck her mouth and watch as saliva drips on the side of her mouth, and after one final thrust, my cock twitches and I feel myself unravel. She doesn't pull away, she pushes me deeper into her throat, I let go of her hair and pull it out of her mouth.

My mouth and throat feel dry.

"That was good," I croak out.

She hums and licks her lips, making sure she takes in every drop.

I help her up and pull her into my arms and kiss her passionately, "I love you, mi amore,"

"I love you too, Vince."

"I know, now I want you to jump," I smirk, she looks at me in confusion and when she finally understands what I'm about to do, she jumps, and I catch her and kneel and place her legs on her shoulders and lap my tongue over her wet core. She gasps and her hands find themselves in my wet locks and she grips my hair.

I slip a finger into her and slowly pump it in and out, as I suck on her clit.

"Vincent," she moans.

I slip in a second finger and curl them both and thrust in and then try to close her legs shut, I know I've hit the right spot, I suck on her clit, biting it a little, causing her to squeal.

I love it when she squeals.

I pull my fingers out of her and they're covered in her juices, I look up at her and slide my fingers into my mouth and moan, savouring her sweet nectar in my mouth.

"Delicious."

And dive back into her, slipping my tongue into my heat and pleasuring her with it, she moans and whimpers, I pull my tongue out and put my fingers back in curling them, she screams my name and I finger fuck her; she moans profanities as pleasure and ecstasy take over her body, she clenches around my fingers and pushes my face deeper between her legs, I continue to suck on her clit and her legs begin to shake.

"Vincent," she moans as her back arches from against the wall, her toes curling and squeezing her thick juicy thighs.

As she comes down from her high, I pull my fingers out and look at her and slip them into her mouth, she sucks on my fingers, and I groan. I stand up on my feet and slowly lower her legs to the ground. I watch her legs wobble and I hold onto her.

"I've got you, baby,"

She looks at me with hooded eyes and smiles, "So, where are you taking me?"

I chuckle, "Not telling. We do need to get cleaned up, otherwise, we are going to be late."

I roll her eyes and turn her back on me.

You gotta love a feisty woman.