Chapter 5
Bella
Once the door to our room is closed, Gio attacks me, slamming me against the back of the door, kissing me hard on the lips. The kiss is hungry, wanting and devouring me. I love all that he has to give me.
We are both wild for one another, our hands all over each other’s bodies, ready to tear off our clothes. I find his belt buckle and undo it, and then I unbutton and unzip his pants without a care.
Once I can grab hold of the waistband of his pants and briefs, I forcefully push them down his legs, they land bunched up around his boots.
My hands go straight to his manhood needing to feel his hot, hard, thick, veiny rod under my fingers. I grab hold and pump him a few times with both hands.
“Someone’s hungry for my cock, huh, baby,” he says, laughing as he runs kisses down the side of my neck. His hands are on my breast under my dress. I stop moving my hands suddenly, becoming shy from my boldness.
He’s right, though, I am really hungry for his cock, starving for my first taste. I never thought I would ever be like this, but with him I need to be close to him, the closer the better. I’m like a drug addict needing my fix before I go into withdrawals.
“Don’t stop, baby, I love that you’re lettin’ loose like this with me.” He throws his kutte to the desk.
I resume moving my hands along his shaft, pumping him a few more times. Now, I want a taste in the worst way. This is something I’ve never wanted to do and never thought I would ever do this to him, of all people.
He pulls my dress up over my head in one quick swoop. Then he follows with unhooking my bra next and rips my panties off my body in another. The heat of passion consumes us, and I need him in the worst way. I stand before him naked and exposed, but comfortable. With him, I feel sexy for the first time in my whole life, and I don’t want to hide.
He takes a step back and admires my body as he makes quick work of removing his pants and boots.
When all his clothes are on the floor, I drop to my knees in front of him and run my fingers up and down his shaft. My fingers are trembling as I grab hold of the base of his dick to stop them. His tip is glistening with his arousal and his piercing.
I never figured in his piercing when I planned this, but I can work with it.
Gio is above me watching my every move, carefully. He’s frozen and waiting to see what I do to him next. I stick my tongue out and lick along the opening of his head, tasting his essence. He’s salty and yummy, and I’m ravenous for more.
I hear him gasp when my tongue makes contact with his tip, and it spurs me on.
“Bella, what are you doing?” He’s really asking me that question like he doesn’t know.
I drag my tongue down the underside of his length and backup circling his head a few times. I pull back and look up at him, into his eyes with a big smile on my face, before I answer him.
“What does it look like I’m doing? I need to taste you, amore mio.” I give him my most devilish seductive smile. Before he can answer me, I take his mushroom head into my mouth, tighten my lips around his hardness as I move down half way then back up.
“Holy shit, that feels fuckin’ amazing. Lemme see how much of my cock you can take, baby.” He places his hand on my head in my hair, and I do as he says. He doesn’t push me as I take him all the way to the back of my throat and gag from not knowing what to expect. His long and thick and with his piercing, I need time to adjust.
“Breathe through your nose, baby, and relax your throat.” I do as he says again, pumping up and down on him, taking him to the back of my throat now with no problem.
I place my hands on his inner thighs. My fingers lightly graze his balls, and I hear him moan above me.
I move a little faster with my mouth, setting a steady rhythm that he seems to enjoy. Swirling my tongue around his tip when I come up, then drag it down the underside of his shaft. I grab ahold of his balls and massage them in my hand while bobbing up and down on his hard, long, thick cock. I do this for a few minutes listening to his moans above me and watching him watch me.
I’m enjoying the way he’s responding to me, and I moan more and hum getting into what I’m doing to him.
I'm so turned on pleasuring him. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of his cock in my mouth. Even if it hurts my jaw, I want all of him like this again. I think I even want him to cum in my mouth.
I never knew pleasuring someone you love could be so arousing and bring me so much pleasure. I’m so wet right now; I can feel it dripping down my inner thighs. I need to be touched so I can orgasm soon, or I may die here.
“Stop!” he says abruptly. I freeze looking him in the eyes with my mouth full of his cock.
Did I do something wrong? Does he not like what I’m doing? He seemed to be enjoying it, I thought. He’s been moaning, his hands on my head, in my hair, with his fingers massaging my scalp.
He moves back, and with a popping sound, I release him. Then he lifts me up from the floor, lifting me under my arms.
“Did I do something wrong?” I ask in a low voice as he leads me back to the bed.
“No, baby, you did everything right. It was perfect, too damn perfect. That’s why I stopped, you if you continued I would have cum. And when I cum, I want to be inside that tight warm pussy of yours that I own,” he says, laying me down on the bed flat on my back and spreading my legs wide open for him.
I’m glad he likes what I was doing to him because I plan to do this again, really soon. I enjoyed showing him pleasure.
“Now, lay back, baby. I need my dessert,” he says causing my whole body to shiver in anticipation.
“Your pussy is dripping wet. You enjoyed sucking on my big cock, didn’t you?” I lay back moaning. He runs his hands up and down my inner thighs causing my body to shiver. Without giving me a chance to register his words, he digs in fast. His mouth contacts with my mound shocking me at first. I absorb the pleasure his touch is showing my body. His touch is one that I have come to desire, even in such a short time. But I need him to show me more, so I can cum soon.
My insides are quivering for release from his dirty words. I lay back and feel him devour me like I’m his last meal.
He starts at my entrance and drags his tongue up to my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. Then he takes my clit in his mouth, sucking hard, nibbling, and sending more electric shocks running through my body.
His tongue moves in every direction around my clit, making circles, fast, slow, nibbling, and sucking. He knows just how to work my body into a frenzy, and it doesn’t take long to get me close to my own release, but I need more. He seems to sense my need as I shake under him.
As he continues to work me over, I feel him insert two fingers inside me at once. He finds my g-spot and has me withering under him even more. He pumps them in and out of me as his tongue goes crazy on my clit.
I feel the pleasure burning inside of my lower belly, and I can feel it’s going to be a big one this time. I grab the pillow and place it over my mouth to contain my screams. Just as I bite down on it, ecstasy hits me, and I scream his name right into the pillow. Nirvana takes over my body in the most glorious way.
I feel him make one last quick swipe with his magnificent tongue, before removing it slowly from my body, then kissing my mound.
He comes up my body with kisses. I keep the pillow over my face breathing heavily until he removes it and claims my lips with his in a hungry kiss. I kiss him back with the same burning desire, tasting myself on his tongue.
I need him inside me, to feel him closer to me. To be one with my love, in the most intimate way possible.
I feel him at my entrance just before he slowly thrust into me. Then he’s inside me to the hilt. My walls grip onto him, tightening through the last of my spasms. We break the kiss and stare into each other’s eyes as he moves in and out of me slowly, making sweet love to me.
His hand is on my breast, tweaking my nipple between his fingers, through his sweet and steady pace. Watching him move in me and seeing our connected bodies is amazing, and feeling the connection we have is even better.
I don’t know if everyone feels this way, but with Gio, I can feel him in my soul. I could live in this position with him forever. It’s comfortable, and for the first time ever, I feel complete, he is and always has been my other half.
He keeps the demons away while I’m grounded to him, and only he can do incredible things to satisfy my body’s cravings.
Before long, I feel another orgasm coming, and I can’t hold back. I bite my bottom lip to contain my screams, but it's useless a loud moan escapes. Gio’s mouth latches onto mine as I burst around him, cumming harder than I ever have before. He muffles my moans as he moves faster and harder, thrusting into me through my spasms.
His piston speed is too much, and somehow not enough. I need more, more of what I’m not sure.
I tighten my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me and raise my hips to meet his every thrust. His hands find my hips and hold on tight to stop me from moving with him.
In one quick move, he turns us over, so I’m on top of him, riding him like my very own personal sex toy to do with as I please. He continues to hold onto my hips to keep us moving in sync. I thrust up, and he follows meeting me in the middle slamming our bodies together.
We’re both dripping with sweat and my arousal, making our connected bodies slippery. He removes one hand from my hip, finds my clit, and rubs his thumb in circles with the perfect amount of pressure. I can’t help the loud moans that escape me. My body is on fire and feels like a live wire uncoiling. I really do wish we could stay like this forever.
I bounce up and down on his rod with my hands on his chest for balance, for a few more minutes. Then I explode around him again, squeezing the hell out of him as I pull him into his own release, milking him for all he’s worth.
He growls as he pulls me down to meet his lips. My mouth doesn’t connect with his in time, I screech his name out. I collapse on top of him breathing heavily and gasping for air.
We’re both out of breath as he holds me to him. I stay like this and before long sleep takes me over for a little bit.
Gio is insatiable and can’t keep his hands off me. He takes me three more times through the night with only catnaps to reboot us.
The next day, we spent some time with Aunt Cindy and Gigi. Also, a lot of time in our room, in our new apartment alone, making love and talking. We have discussed so many things from the past to our future we’ll have together. We also discussed what we want in our new house, and what we what out of our relationship, from each other and from ourselves.
Not only is my new husband a spectacular lover, an excellent listener, he’s also compassionate to my needs, most of all, my dream of having a career and my own business one day. I may not be able to have my business in New York City, but I could still possibly have one here in Florida. My husband is all for me fulfilling my dreams, and I’m grateful. He even wants to be involved and help in any way he can when the time is right.
When things settle down, he said we could talk more about it together, and involve Jules and Ace.
I know Ace finally stepped up and claimed my bestie to the Club, finally.
In the meantime, he says Jules, Gigi and I should keep working on designs. Gigi has a gift for design like Jules and Ces.
Gio can’t help himself from keeping me up all night again. We both can’t get enough of each other, honestly.
An hour of sleep after a wild and tiring round one is all I get. I wake to Gio pumping inside of me and kissing my neck under my ear. This time he’s slow and romantic, making sweet passionate love to me.
We finish up with around five, around five in the morning, and we’re both worn out and dripping wet with sweat. We pass out immediately, me on top of him with him still buried inside of me. His alarm goes off at seven in the morning, waking us both out of a deep sleep.
“Go back to sleep, baby. I’ll wake you before I leave. I love you, Princess,” he says kissing me on the forehead and places me on the bed, under the covers, before leaving me.
A few minutes later I hear the shower turn on, but I can’t go back to sleep. I’m wide awake now and nervous as I lay here staring at the ceiling, listening to the water run.
I can’t stop thinking about Gio leaving, and tears fall from my eyes, overwhelming me. I’m scared of something happening to him. I can’t lose him again, especially not forever. I know myself, I won’t survive it this time around.
I know Gio told me he has a Guardian Bell on his bike that Ace gave him. The legend is that it keeps them safe on the road by keeping the evil road demons away, protecting them. I should buy him another one while he’s gone. It couldn’t hurt to have twice the protection, right. I can go onto his Amazon account - that he gave me access to - and purchase him another and maybe a few of the guys for their bikes. I could order him a few extra things for his bike too.
That’s not my only concern, he has to fight those other men and could get hurt. This is what worries me the most.
In the meantime, the only other thing I can think of doing, at this moment to comfort myself, is pray for my man.
Dear God, please watch over my Gio and keep him safe for Aunt Cindy, Gigi and me.
Daddy, if you can hear me, please watch over and protect Gio and bring him home to us in one piece. I love him more than anything in this world, and I need him with me forever.
I will be brave, I will be the independent woman that I have always been, and stand by his side the way he needs me. I can do this! I will do this for him because he needs me to be tough. Our love will keep me self-assertive and determined. Our love can survive anything.
I’m going to support him, so he knows he doesn’t have to worry about me. If he’s worried about me, he won’t stay alert and on task. I need him to stay alert and safe while doing his job.
Gio is smart and good at what he does, just like his father was for my father all those years ago. I know he’ll be fine, and his brothers will have his back. I have to remind myself of this over and over again to keep me sane.
I wipe my tears from my eyes and get out of bed. It’s time for me to get dressed and put on my brave and supportive face for my man and his brothers.
I’m dressed in one of his shirts and a pair of my short jean shorts. Gio comes out of the bathroom dressed. I give him a big, reassuring smile and walk over to him. He takes me in his arms and kisses my head.
“Why aren’t you sleeping, baby. You have to be tired. I didn’t exactly let you sleep much the last two nights.”
Placing my hands on the sides of his face, I lift my head to stare into his gorgeous gray eyes, without any emotion on my face.
“I want to say goodbye to my husband and his brothers and see you all off.” I stand on my tippy toes and brush my lips against his. He takes me by surprise and deepens our kiss.
We break apart breathless, and he leans his forehead against mine. “Are you sure you can handle all of this, baby?” He’s worried, and I don’t want him to be. I will miss him like hell while he’s gone, but I’ll be okay.
“Gio, I’ll be fine. I promise you. I know I’m safe here, Gator and Maddox will be here with us if we need anything. Aunt Cindy will be watching over us too. I trust the men, so please don’t worry about me. I need you to concentrate on your job, not me. There are plenty of people here to look out for me, but I can look out for myself too. You go do what you need to do for your Club, I’ll be here waiting for you and doing what I can on this end. I love you, my husband, my heart, amore mio. Make me proud,” I say, and he gives me a skeptical look.
After a few minutes of staring into each other’s eyes, he finally takes a deep breath and nods. He sees the truth in my eyes and knows I can handle this or I’ll at least try. I’ll be fine here without him.
“I have to get to the bar. Come on, baby.” He gives me one last kiss on the lips before taking my hand and leading me out of our room.