chapter Thirty-Five
Perfect
Lorenzo
The reception rushed by so quickly. Sharon had stepped down and let Maria dance with me for the mother son dance. Maria fell to pieces all over again.
My father was just happy Maria was happy. He said that people could ask questions, didn’t mean they would get answers. I did look like my mother, but it was something you had to look for.
Her blonde hair did change the way she looked a lot. I remember going to the house one day and she had her hair pulled back and covered. I was able to see me all in her face.
We had such a great time at the reception. Victoria made some last minute changes with the DJ and the live band we hired. She said the change came when she realized my wide taste in music.
According to Victoria, it was our wedding and we were going to enjoy listening to everything we wanted to. She cracked a joke about half of the guests not understanding English anyway. I completely agreed with her. Both our families nodded along happily just to see us happy.
I think I surprised Victoria again when I hit the floor with Sharon to salsa. I used to take lessons like Lucie until my father stopped them. I saw how Victoria’s face lit up to see me dance.
I pulled my wife out to the floor. As usual, everything comes naturally to her. People circled us to watch. However, I was wrong in thinking I was going to school my wife. I found out she’s a perfect partner. The way she moved around me made me want to snatch her up and run away with her.
Bryce Jr. and Bianca tried to show us up, but I had a few tricks up my sleeves. Victoria trusts in me made it was easy to lead her and get her body to follow. Bianca stood with her mouth hanging open, which made Victoria let out that crazy laugh, I love so much.
One of the best moments for Victoria was the father daughter dance. She and Venny had a moment Victoria really needed. The smile on her face made my heart soar with joy for her.
Finally, she received something more than just earrings or a car from him. She had Venny’s full attention as a dad. That wasn’t what made it great though.
In the middle of the dance, her grandfather, Mr. La Marcello cut in to dance with her. It was breathtaking the way her face lit up, as he danced and talked with her. I asked her what he said that made her smile so much.
“He said I’m the best secret he ever heard. And that I make him proud than any of his sons,” Victoria sniffled. “He also said to take my time growing up. The other families are too afraid to challenge you. We’re being given time to start a family, without the pressure.”
Victoria paused and frowned. “What?” I asked.
“He said he wanted to see me be the strength you need to be given what the elders wanted for you,” she shrugged, still frowning.
I knew exactly what she meant. I also knew the conversation that continued without me earlier, had more changes for me in store. I was already dealing with Matt being appointed to me now. Instead of in two years, which means he will no longer be going away to college.
He didn’t seem to mind that fact, but I did. I told Victoria about the appointment, but I haven’t told her that it means he is coming home, not yet. I wanted to wait until after the honeymoon to talk about things like that.
“Lo,” Victoria called me from my thoughts.
“He said that he could see I’ll be more than what anyone expects and that you’re very lucky. He called me your Black Bella, your covering,” Victoria repeated as she watched my face.
“He called me, the strength you would grow from. He said that only you would understand how to protect and cover me to remain strong,” she said softly.
I kissed her lips and nodded. I liked the way that sounded. I knew it would all mean more to me someday, more than I understood then.
Victoria is my beauty and I will always do what’s best to protect her. However, something told me we’d only just begun to see what our world had planned for us. Yes, our world. I was ready to accept that fact.
Victoria’s birthday party was packed, but our wedding was three times that. It took us so long to hit every table. People were shoving envelopes in our hands left and right. Many families were giving us two cards, one for my birthday and one for the wedding.
As we greeted friends and family, I’d gotten slapped on the arm a few times, which wasn’t the greatest feeling. Victoria did her best to block it from happening after the first few times.
I love my little wife. I had forgotten my painkillers, but she had a few stashed for me. She kept asking was I okay, did I need them? She had Angie running all over the place bringing me water, quick things to eat, taking my tux jacket to my seat, and getting me napkins when I started to sweat.
She made sure Chris stayed at my right side. I was thrown at how she understood that was important today. I loved to watch her think. I could tell when she’s absorbing something.
When it was time to cut the cake, I saw her watching me to see if I would dare shove cake in her face. When she figured out I wouldn’t she relaxed, and we both just feed each other the cake.
When she wasn’t paying attention, I stuck my finger in the icing and wiped it on her cheek. She gave me this cute pout, causing me to feel bad. I pulled her to me and licked the icing from her face.
The crowd had a ball with that one. People cheered all around us, as they started to tap their glasses. Victoria refused to kiss me at first, but as I swayed her in my arms, smiling down at her she gave in.
We teased Angie and Chris, when Angie caught the bouquet. Chris was pissed, when one of my cousins from Italy caught the garter and seemed too happy to put it on Angie. She giggled as he spoke to her in Italian and slide the garter up her leg.
Chris was going insane cause he didn’t understand it. He promised he was going to learn and soon. Victoria laughed hysterically, but promised she would help him.
“I want it to be the first language our kids speak, so Chris will need to know,” Victoria said with a twinkle in her eye.
Hearing her mention our kids, brought me around to the idea of starting our family. I couldn’t wait to give her that dream. I like the way her face glows when she talks about it.
Victoria had spent the week having the new house furnished. I watched her face every time she went near the nursery. We decided to leave it empty, but I know she wants to fill it so badly. I have a feeling it is decorated in her head.
When it was time for us to leave, Chris pulled the car around. I saw they had a great time decorating my Rolls. I grumbled to myself. I swear they better hope they didn’t leave any scratches or dents on my car.
Victoria giggled and rubbed my back. I pressed my lips as I looked at her, wasn’t shit funny. We made a run for the car, after I covered her with my jacket, so the rice they were armed with didn’t hit her.
Once we were in the car Victoria placed her hand in mine, as she watched me drive to our new house. I stole a kiss every time I stopped at a light. It seemed like it was taking forever to get home.
After a while, Victoria had her head back. It looked like she’d fallen asleep. It had been a long day, I didn’t want to wake her if she was tired.
“Would you do it again, Lo?” she asked softly.
“Marry you?”
“No, all of it. The text, the phone calls, saving my life, living together, everything,” she said as she turned to look at me again.
“Yes, I know I would. I’d do a few things a little different, but I’d do what brought me to right now all over again.”
“What would you do differently?”
“I would’ve asked for your phone number in the mall, instead of running off,” I laughed.
“But see, that’s what I’m thinking about. If you never told that lie we wouldn’t be married now. It would’ve been another two years or whatever, before we were allowed to be together. I just find it funny that something that hurt me so much, has made me so happy,” she explained.
I lost all humor as I took in her words. I got quiet, as I thought over the last year. I didn’t want to remember how much I hurt her.
Those were scars I’d left forever, it seemed. We were at the gates of our home, so I kept busy with looking for the remote. I could feel her eyes on me.
I wanted to tell her I would be her slave for life, if she would forgive me. I made it to the front of the house and parked. This isn’t what I was expecting tonight to be like. I tried to find the right words to say to her, as I stared out of the windshield.
“Victoria, I’m sorry… I never meant to hurt you,” I started, but she pressed her finger to my lips. I turned to face her. I know I have pain written all over my face from what I’d done.
“Oh, no, Lorenzo, I didn’t mean to upset you. Baby, I understand what you did. I just meant that what happened turned out to be the best gift you could’ve given me.
“You freed me from hiding who I truly am, you opened a way for me to really be a part of my father’s life, and you gave me the relationship I have with Maria. None of that would’ve happened if you take away that day in the mall. But most of all, you gave me you.”
I reached over and kissed her with every emotion I had. I couldn’t believe she was telling me that the worst thing I’d ever done had brought her happiness. I wanted to give her so much more. Victoria held my face, giggling at my reaction.
“What’s so funny?” I breathed.
“This would be a lot easier inside the house, Mr. Botticelli.”
“I guess you’re right,” I chuckled.
I climbed out of the car and went to open the door for her. Our things were waiting in our room, which was Matt’s first task this morning. I got him to bring our things here.
I’d been here the other day to receive the furniture, while Maria ran around with Victoria. I took that time to set up some candles and things in the bedroom. Everything is set.
I helped her from the car and rushed to the front door of the house. It was so cold out and she wasn’t wearing anything but my tux jacket. Angie had left Victoria’s coat in the limousine. Maria had been a little pissed about it, but Victoria was too happy to care.
I let her open the front door with the keys I gave her. She smiled, bouncing as she opened the door. Once she had the door opened, I reached for her and lifted her up in my arms.
“Lorenzo your arm,” she squealed.
“Is fine.” I kissed her and walked through the door.
My arm did pinch a little, but it wasn’t going to keep me from this. I placed her on her feet once we were inside and closed the door. Victoria gave me a worried look. I decided not to stress her by trying to carry her upstairs.
I locked the door, then approached my wife. She’d pulled my jacket off and held it out to me. I took it, tossing it by the door.
Victoria gave me that look she gives me when I make a mess in our room. I shrugged as I bit my lip and winked at her. She kicked off her shoes and turned to run up the stairs.
I let her get a head start, while I watched her. Victoria slowed down. Looking over her shoulder at me to see if I was going to follow her. Just the sight of her told me I would. I stepped out my own shoes and slid across the floor to the stairs she was heading up.
Victoria laughed, making my heart dance. I caught up to her, as she made it into the doorway to the bedroom. She giggled and squirmed in my hold.
I had my arms wrapped around her, my hands placed on her stomach, while dropping a kiss on her back. Victoria stopped fighting, the moment my lips touched her skin. I kissed her back a few more times, before she turned to face me.
I pressed my lips to hers and she kissed me back. A real kiss, like when I first taught her what my mouth wanted from hers. I placed my fingers in her hair, trying to find the pins that were holding it in place. Victoria smiled against my lips, reaching for my hand.
“Would you like me to do that?” she panted.
“Please,” I answered, pulling her face back to mine.
As I kissed her it took a few minutes for her to pull her hair down. I didn’t mind. Her kisses were so sweet. I couldn’t get enough.
I kept my hands busy, while hers were working on her hair. She moaned and panted, as I memorized her curves with my palms. For months, I’ve wanted to truly expose her soft body with my hands.
I took my time, no quick feels or impulsive squeezes. I let my hands appreciate every touch, every brush, and every single caress. I knew she could feel me growing hard against her belly. The satin of her skin was just too much to resist.
When she finished releasing her hair, she had her hands full of pins, as she pulled from the kiss to shake her hair free. I watched the most beautiful sight stand before me. She’s so stunning, so mine.
“Lorenzo, do you think you can give me a minute?” she asked.
“Sure, whatever you need.”
“If you go in the trunk, I packed for you, you’ll find something on the very top. You can wear that tonight.”
She smiled and walked to the trunk her things were in. I watched her snatch something out and run into the bathroom. I went to my trunk as she told me to.
I found a pair of ivory colored silk sleep pants right on top. I smiled at her preparation. I moved into my bathroom and jumped in the shower quickly. I brushed my teeth and pulled on the pants she asked me to wear.
I went back in the bedroom, hoping I beat her out the bathroom. I wanted to light the candles and turn on the music before she came out. I had spent days putting together a special playlist.
I relaxed when I didn’t find Victoria in the bedroom yet. I still moved quickly, in case she was on her way. I had all the candles lit and the music on. I turned out the lights she’d turned on, when she ran into the room.
I tried to decide where to wait for her, deciding I would stand on her side of the bed by the bedpost. I didn’t know what to expect, I just knew she would be beautiful.
After a few more minutes of waiting, Victoria turned out the lights in the bathroom and stepped out. Once again, she stole my breath away. I started sweating. I had never seen her like this. Not even in that little bikini Angie bought her.
Her wide sleeved, white sheer top was tied close by white ribbons. Underneath, I could see a white lace bra and panty set that did little to cover anything. I motioned for her to come to me. Slowly she walked over and stood before me.
I was glad I chose to stand against the post. It was my support as I felt my knees grow weak. I slid my hands inside the sheer top to touch the soft skin of her belly.
“Wow, Victoria, I don’t know what to say,” I managed huskily.
“Do you like it? I have something different if you don’t.”
“I love it,” I said as I pulled her closer to me.
I stood there looking at her, wondering if I was dreaming, and if I was going to wake up. She placed her hand on my stomach and slid it up my chest. Nope, not a dream, this was very real, this was my wife. I pressed my forehead to hers and place one of my hands in her hair as I rubbed my nose to hers.
“You know, this doesn’t have to happen tonight. We can wait if you don’t want…”
Victoria’s her arms wrapped around my neck and her lips pressed to mine, before I could finish. I realized this was what she was waiting for. We’re married.
That’s all she wanted, to wait until we were married. There was no longer any reason to hold back. I reached for her back, lifting her into the kiss. She caressed my chest, standing on her toes to get closer.
I reached for the ribbons holding the top closed, gently pulling them loose. I moved to kiss her neck, as I slid the top off her shoulders. Victoria purred and sighed. I kissed her collarbone, pulling the sweetest moan from her lips.
Victoria’s hands were at my waist, tracing her nails against my skin. I reached up her back to unfasten the one thing that stood between her breasts and my bare skin. Her perfection knows no bounds.
I couldn’t help the smile that took over my face as the candle light made her skin glow in the dim room. I moved to kiss her full lips again. Her fingers clawed at my back.
I reached down, lifting her onto my waist. Victoria gasped and moaned, gripping a tight hold around my neck. I turned to pull back the sheets and lowered her onto our bed. Suddenly, I couldn’t stop thinking about our first trip to the ice cream shop.
I wanted to know if she tasted as sweet. I kissed and licked at her skin like it was topped with caramel. Starting at her shoulder and making my way down to her full breasts. I groaned when I pulled her chocolate cover nipple into my mouth.
Victoria’s whimpers and moans filled the room. They were driving me insane. I wanted to take my time. I’d teach her all she needed to know.
Kissing a trail down to her belly button, I reached to peel off the last place of lace she was wearing. My eyes widened at the sight before me. It came crashing back to me what Angie said last night. I understood what Angie meant by a little surprise for me.
Right where my lips were headed, Victoria had been perfectly waxed and manicure into a L. It looked like someone had written it in script right there for me to see. I ran my hand across the soft trimmed hair, and lifted my face back to hers.
“Is that for me?” I asked, as I brushed the back of my hand over her mound once more.
“The L or what’s underneath?” she panted, with a smile.
I smirked at her little sassy mouth. We’d see how much longer she’d have it. “Both,” I answered.
“Yes, both are for you,” she moaned, as my hand caressed my new gift. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Mrs. Botticelli.”
I moved back down her body to finish what I’d started, before my discovery. I had to work hard to focus as Victoria started to scream my name. She groaned and begged for me in every language she knew, while I had her legs locked around my neck.
Once her body shook, I slurped up all her sweet goodness. I lifted my face to hers to see the tears of pleasure rolling back into her hair. Crawling up her body, I took her lips in a searing kiss, letting her taste her flavors on me. I groaned into her mouth, as she threw herself into the kiss with vigor, sucking her essence from my lips.
“Do you want me?” I rasped against her lips.
She locked her legs around my waist, pulling me to her. “Yes, please, yes,” she said, in the most trusting voice I ever heard.
I gave into her warm thighs, drawing me in. I sank into her slowly for the first time. Inch by inch, I crept into her body. We watched each other’s face, as Victoria relaxed completely beneath me, showing me more trust than I ever thought I’d ever see from anyone.
I held my breath, as I pulled out to slide back in, pushing through her barrier. Victoria tightened her legs around me, her nails dug into my back, and her back arched into me. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Fuck,” I growled, my eyes still locked on hers. I stilled my hips to let her adjust. “Are you okay?”
“It hurts,” she whimpered.
“Hold on, it’ll get better,” I breathed and started to work my hips slowly.
I watched her face and saw the exact moment she started receiving more pleasure than pain. I picked up the pace and rocked into her a little harder. We both groaned, causing me to grunt in response.
“You’re absolutely, perfect. So, wet and tight, Baby,” I rasped. “That’s it, Baby. Move with me, just like that.”
I reach for her hips, anchoring myself as I make love to her. I’ve never felt this good in my entire life. I capture Victoria’s mouth and make love to her with my tongue, as I move inside her warm, tight, wet body.
I don’t want to cum. I want this to last all night. I keep focused on Victoria’s breathing, channeling everything I have to keep from coming anytime soon. I want us both to enjoy this for as long as I can make it.
“Yes,” Victoria screams, as she quakes beneath me. I felt her coming, but her reaction nearly sends me over the edge.
“Fuck, yeah,” I hiss out. “My wife, my pussy.”
“Lo,” she called out.
“Victoria, I love you.”
“Yes…love…too,” she breathes, completely out of breath, causing me to chuckle. I could tell she’d lost the ability to form coherent sentences.
I kissed her face, before placing a tender kiss on her lips. Her pussy rippled around me from an aftershock, causing my still rock hard cock to twitch inside her. I pull out, kissing my way sown her body once again.
I look up at her through lashes, once face to face with her sweet wet cove. “We’re going to do this all night. Again,” I said huskily, then dove in to teach my wife what life with me will be like.
She’s absolutely perfect. Nothing will ever keep me from this woman, not even death itself. I will love Victoria for life.