(Renata Pelegrini)
“I need to take a shower,” I say, pulling my head away from Filippo’s chest. “Do you want to keep me company?”
Filippo smiles mischievously, and I smile complicitly. I can’t help it, I’ve been missing Filippo for two months, and it’s inside me, it’s included in the package of longing.
I go up to my room and go straight to the bathroom, take off my clothes and get into the box, turn on the shower register, the contact of the water with my body makes me relax, but before I can turn around, Filippo presses me against the wall and the contact of the cold tile with my breasts and belly makes me shiver all over.
“You have no idea how much I missed you, piccola!” Filippo whispers in my ear and starts to make a trail of kisses from my shoulder to my jaw causing light shocking sensations all over my body. “Now I will show you going deep and hard inside of you the size of my longing.”
My intimacy throbs at what Filippo says, abruptly he grabs my waist and turns me facing him. Soon his hands go to the back of my thighs, suspending them and making me encircle them around his waist. I put my arms around his neck and take his mouth in a fierce kiss, our tongues meet and together the two duel against each other. I can’t hold back the moan that escapes through my mouth between the kiss as I feel the head of his member rub against my moist entrance, Filippo smiles at this and when I least expect it he enters me at once, making me scream and delirious with the feeling of being his again.
***
“Did you put my clothes away?” Filippo asks as I come out of the closet and hand him one of his boxer shorts, shorts and shirt.
“Deep down, I always hoped that one day I would wake up and you magically appeared beside me in bed,” I admit it.
As hurt as I was, I couldn’t get rid of Filippo’s things, deep down, not for a single second did I stop loving him. I am doomed to love this man for the rest of my days.
Filippo gets out of bed and takes the towel from his waist, he notices my gaze on his member and to my delight, I watch his salivating member grow and swell.
“Come here, ragazza, kneel.” He commands and I, like the good girl that I am, obey. Since he taught me how to suck him, I’ve developed a taste for it. I don’t suck him just to please him, but because I like to do it.
I hold the base of his member and feel it pulsating in my hand, I begin to run my tongue all over his glans, Filippo moans softly and curls my hair in my hand, making a ponytail. I begin to introduce his manhood into my mouth.
“Renata, Amanda I’m already back from the market…” Caio opens the door to my room, I don’t have the courage to look at him. “I wasn’t here.” Caio says and I hear the sound of the door closing.
I immediately take Filippo’s member out of my mouth and stand up.
“He has already left, go on, ragazza,” Filippo asks, but I deny it with my head.
“Shame on me!” I say and run my hands through my hair. “I was literally caught with my mouth on a stick!” I say feeling embarrassed. “How can I look him in the face now?”
“It seems that no woman has ever sucked his cock,” Filippo says, rolling his eyes.
“Not in front of me!” I retorted.
Even though this is normal between couples, this is the kind of thing that should remain only between the couple, no one else should see it.
“Ragazza?” I hear Filippo calling me, snapping me out of my reverie.
“Yes?”
Filippo starts to get dressed and then sits down on the bed, he lightly pats the space next to him asking me to sit there, so I do.
“Thank you very much for having accepted me back into your life,” Filippo thanks me by caressing my hand, and I just smile at him. “But we have to go back to Italy.”
“Why?” I ask with frowning eyebrows.
“Matteo is still in a coma, I can’t leave Vicenzo alone.”
“My goodness! In the midst of all this I forgot to ask you how your brother was doing.”
“All right, things haven’t been easy for you. Since the day of the bombing Matteo has been in a coma, and now I’ve taken over the mafia office…, but, I promised you that we won’t have any more secrets, so I have to tell you.”
“What?”
“Dominic and Demetrius came to the house, Vicenzo accepted the breach of contract and you are no longer obligated to marry me, but Vicenzo said he would not give up the baby.”
“What do you mean? What baby?” I ask with a bad feeling that I will not like the answer.
“Famiglia is everything to an Italian Mafioso, and since our son has my blood, is a Valentini, and is part of the famiglia, since none of my other brothers have children, that makes this baby the Valentini’s heir and threatened your grandfather to take the child from you…”
“You can’t do that!” I exclaim and stand up.
“Dominic and Demetrius objected, and vowed to go to war if Vincenzo did so.”
“War? But Dominic says he preferred to kill his own daughter rather than countless innocents in a war, and now he’s going in for a baby?”
“Dominic tried to kill me during the visit, he was against the war, the one who promised it was Demetrius, he thinks differently from his father.”
“So, in any case, will I be forced to marry you?”
“No, I would never force you to marry me, if even after we talked about it you decided to refuse me, I would accept.”
“And then I would take my baby away from me! You…”
“I was going to tell Vicenzo that you lost the baby, that because of all you’ve been through, you had a miscarriage. I would never hurt you again.”
I shut up at his answer, take a deep breath, and try to calm myself down;
“What’s next? What will it be like?” I question and sit down again next to him on the bed.
Filippo’s cell phone starts ringing, he leaves it ringing, but the person is so insistent that when he calls for the third time I tell him to answer it.
“Lais? Has something happened?” Filippo speaks as he answers. “Oddio! How wonderful!” Filippo begins to smile and tears shine in his eyes, I just watch him. “As soon as I finish here I will come back to you, thank you very much for calling me.”
Filippo hangs up and holds the cell phone tightly, what could have happened to make him so happy? If I remember correctly, I heard this name: Lais, at the wedding of Filippo’s cousin, if I am not mistaken, she is Matteo’s wife.
Filippo looks at me and starts talking:
“I want to marry you, not because we are being forced by an agreement, but because we love each other. Unfortunately, I can’t promise you that our son will stay out of the mob, as I said, he is so far the direct heir of the famiglia. But I promise to be the best father to him. I will never let anyone hurt them again.”
“And will we have to live in Italy?”
“Yes, I have to assume my responsibilities as a member of the Valentini family, I can’t run away anymore, my brothers need me. You, will you come with me?”