“This dress was indecent, Pippa,” he murmurs.
I feel him take a few steps closer and close my eyes as soon as I can feel his radiant body heat. “I know,” I whisper.
His finger touches the base of my neck and slowly drags down my spine, stopping where my dress begins, just before the crack of my ass. I can’t hide the goosebumps that break out over my skin from his light touch.
Opening my eyes, I look out at the lights of Brooklyn, the water and then New York City on the other side. Massimo slowly begins to unbutton my dress, so slowly that my nipples pebble, then ache, with anticipation of what’s to come.
He lowers his head, his hair brushing my neck as his lips touch my shoulder. His hands move to the shoulder of my dress. He slips the arms down my shoulders and my entire dress falls into a delicious nude pile of tulle at my feet.
Wearing only my nude thong panties and blue shoes, I stand in front of the glass, my reflection almost too bright, staring back at me. I watch as Massimo lifts his eyes, he takes in my body through the reflection, but doesn’t touch me, except to lick my shoulder, tasting me before he lifts his head.
“You’re absolutely stunning, Pippa. Better than I’ve imagined,” he rasps.
I’m frozen in my spot, my body trembling as I wait for what is about to come. “Turn around,” he gently demands as he takes a step back from me.
Slowly, I spin in my spot, my eyes focused on my shoes. “Let me see your beautiful blue eyes, dolcezza,” he murmurs.
Lifting my gaze, I find his liquid black eyes with my own. He lifts his hand, reaching out to me. I don’t move. His index finger extends and he circles one of my nipples. I gasp, unused to the foreign touch. Massimo’s lips twitch and he nods his head once.
“Breathtaking, Pippa. Absolutely beautiful.”
Pressing my lips together, I bite the inside of my cheek, unsure of what to do next. He slides his hand down my body, wrapping his warm hand around my waist. He tugs me close to him, pulling me completely off balance.
Lifting my hands, I press my palms against his chest. The fabric of his suit is rough against my bare breasts. Tipping my head back, I look up into his eyes. He drops his chin, his mouth close to mine, almost touching it, but he doesn’t.
“I’m going to make you mine now, Pippa. I’m your husband now. No other person on earth will know you the way that I do.”
Licking my lips, I brush my lips against his. “And no other person on earth will know you the way that I do, Massimo,” I say.
My voice is shaky and I don’t miss the flash of something unreadable in his gaze. He doesn’t agree with me. He doesn’t say anything. Instead, his lips crash against my own and he does exactly as he said he would. He owns me. In just one kiss, I am completely lost to this man.
MASSIMO
The animal inside of me wants to fuck her against the wall of windows that is behind her. The man inside knows that she’s innocent and that isn’t the way I should take my virgin wife the first time. I will fuck her against that window before we leave this hotel, it just won’t be tonight.
“Do you have something you need to change into?” I ask, knowing for some asinine reason that women do those things.
She nods, her big blue eyes lifting to meet mine. “Lenora bought me something,” she whispers.
I snort. Of course, Lenora gave her lingerie. She owns the most popular lingerie shop in the East Village. I’m impatient to have Pippa, but not so impatient that I can’t wait for her to wrap my present in pretty packaging.
“I’ll just get a few things from the living room that I forgot, give you a few minutes,” I murmur as I take a step back.
Turning my back to her, I adjust my hard cock before I take a couple of steps toward the door.
“Massimo,” Pippa’s sweet voice calls.
I pause, looking over my shoulder at her. She’s standing in the middle of the room wearing only a pair of nude panties and blue high heels. She’s still got a short veil hanging from her hair. Her makeup perfect, her white teeth nervously worrying her bottom lip.
“Pippa?” I ask when she doesn’t answer me immediately.
She nods, then releases her hold on her lip. “You don’t have to give me time. I can wear it all another day.”
I shake my head slowly, biting back the groan. My wife wants me. “No, dolcezza. Take a little time,” I gently urge.
She nods her head once, “Okay,” she whispers.
Turning away from her, I walk away before I’m too tempted to turn back and fuck her within an inch of her life like I want to do. Jogging down the steps, I frown when I feel my cell phone buzz in my pocket.
Noticing the name on the screen, I slide my thumb across and hold it to my ear. “Hello?” I bark as I walk over to the small fridge.
There is a bottle of champagne, just as I requested, waiting for me along with two chilled flutes.
“Got a problem,” Luca says on the other end of the line.
“Between my wedding reception and now, there’s a problem?” I ask as I balance my phone on my shoulder with my ear and reach for the champagne bottle.
Luca clears his throat. “Gallo went to the cops,” he murmurs. “Well, someone in his house did.”
“How do you know that?” I ask.
Setting the bottle down on the counter, I reach for the flutes and set them on the counter next to it. Slowly, I begin to pour the champagne. Pippa is so fucking nervous her entire body trembled just from my kiss. If she doesn’t loosen up, I’m going to hurt her when I take her virginity.
“My contact in the department called me. Apparently, they got him when they called. Thank fuck. No report was made, but the fact that they even went there.”
“No fuckin’ shit,” I snap.
Clearing my throat, I look back at the stairs that lead to my new wife, then close my eyes as I turn back to the champagne. “Give me a couple hours. I’ll text you when I’m on my way. You know where he lives?”
“I do,” Luca confirms.
“Wait for my text,” I say.
“Boss, I can take care of this for you,” he offers.
Shaking my head, I know that he can’t see me, so I decide to speak. “No, I went to him personally. I gave him an extension because he gave me some bullshit excuse about his wife spending all their money on his daughter. He halfway threatened to call the cops, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt. He fucked with my generosity. I can’t have that.”
“I’ll wait for your text. Want me to pick you up?”
Fuck. I don’t have a car here. “Come by in two hours. Wait outside, I’ll be there,” I say.
There’s a moment of silence. “Yeah, I’ll be there.”
Luca sounds like he’d rather be anywhere else but at the lobby of this hotel in two hours. It doesn’t matter. This is his territory, this is his shit too. We’ll take care of it together since Gallo fucked with us both.
Shoving my phone in my pocket, I reach for the bottle with one hand and the flutes with the other. Hopefully it’s been long enough that Pippa is dressed in whatever little sexy number Lenora gifted her.
Taking my time, I walk up the staircase that will lead me to heaven. That’s exactly what Pippa is too. She’s a piece of heaven on earth that I do not deserve. I’ll never deserve the gift of her untouched body all for myself.