Princess of St. Vincent

Chapter 38

"I'm sleeping..." Vada muttered, keeping her eyes closed tightly but that didn't stop Davide from trailing hundreds of kisses along her neck, back and shoulders.

"No, you were sleeping." He said with a grin, making Vada shiver as he flicked his tongue lightly on her skin. Her eyes opened and she grinned as she hugged the pillow closer.

"Stop." She said without much conviction as he continued to kiss and nibble.

"Do you really want me to?" He asked in a low husky voice as he lay over her back. Vada bit her lip, the heat of his body over hers was too much for her to even reply a simply no... and so she just smiled as adjusted herself to accommodate him.

"Didn't think so." He muttered, going back to his evil ways.

Vada couldn't believe they hadn't stepped out of the apartment in almost a week. A week! A week in this apartment outside of the circuit.

Of course, she couldn't believe she'd said what she said that day.

"I want you."

God- it made her cringe. Whatever had possessed her to say that? Whatever it was... thank God for it. Somehow, ever since, she'd live in a sultry bubble from which she had no desire to escape. Nothing mattered, nothing but this gorgeous man who made her shiver with every touch and taste. She had no idea that sex could be a such a lucid and vivid experience and still seem like something she dreamed about.

Whatever any of it meant, didn't matter. She was convinced she would spend as long as she could here and enjoy every last second of it. She wouldn't let this fool send her away. Every time he tried to climb out of bed she'd make sure he was so tangled in her that he couldn't get away.

"I'm going to have to leave today- you know that, right?" He said, scooping ice cream into Vada's mouth which she accepted with a grin and a shake of the head.

"Why? What for?" She replied, taking his hand and guiding another spoonful towards her.

"I have responsibilities to attend to. The club? EPI? My father keeps texting me..." he said smiling and leaning in to kiss, enjoying the taste of the cold ice cream between them.

Vada pulled back and stared at him- he looked amazing. Davide was stretched out on the bed, his long sinewy muscles relaxed as he leaned on his elbow and spooned up more ice cream from a pint. His newly trimmed hair had whisps coming forward and it seemed he was smiling more than she remembered.

"Fine." She said after a few seconds, getting up and walking towards the closet.

"Fine?" He asked, watching her move.

"Fine. You're right. You have responsibilities." Vada said.

"Wow. I didn't expect you to agree." He said with a shrug, putting more ice cream in his mouth.

"Let me just grab a few things." She said. Davide raised a brow and rose from the bed.

"What for? Vada, you're staying here." He said, moving towards the closet. Vada laughed.

"No, I'm not." She said, sliding on a pair of skinny jeans that sat tightly at her small waist. "Geez- I'm gaining weight. This is why I don't eat ice cream."

He laughed.

"Yeah right." He said. "You can't come. I told you- you don't belong in that world, Vada. I don't want you there."

Vada sighed- they hadn't mentioned what she said the other night. He'd been kind enough not to bring it up.

"And I seem to remember you saying that everyone does their time. 'like it or not, you messed up.'" she said, mimicking Davide as she pulled out a shirt.