Page 14 of Bulletproof Baby
"We can't," I tell him as he slides his tongue inside of my walls. "We can't finish here."
"We can't, but you will." Valentino's voice is dark as he resumes dining between my legs. I don't have time to protest any further. The pressure of him sliding his fingers inside of my walls silences me until I whimper from my climax. When he pulls his fingers from me, his mouth leaves a trail of kisses from my center to my inner thigh.
Valentino rises to his feet after slipping my panties back in place and helping me step back into my jeans. He gives me little room to secure them as he cages me between his arms, gripping the edge of the counter beside my hands. His head lowers as he whispers into my ear.
"I've been foolish, Lia. I knew better than to believe I could only have you for this weekend and be done. Even more foolish is you thinking you can just walk away from me. Come to my office." His command is unclear. His mouth is distracting me with how close he is to my ear, peppering kisses between his words.
"Why would I come to your office, Val? You can't just invade my privacy and kiss my pussy to make it all better." I tell him, moving him slightly to step away from him. His scent, his energy, Valentino's presence, it's all overpowering.
The grin spreading across his face tells me where his mind is. "Then tell me where else you'd like me to kiss."
"I'd tell you to kiss my ass, but I have a feeling that you'd like it, and we don't have time for you to chase me around my cousin's apartment."
Valentino cracks a smile. "You'd be right. That ass is a masterpiece worthy of so much more than polite kisses. Still, you and your parents need to come to my office. I don't want to share the information I have for them outside of a secure location. When they've finished sorting through it, they can talk to my head of legal. I'll let Cecilia know to expect you and your family."
"Cecilia?" I ask. A pang of jealousy hits me. It's amazing how a single exchange of intimacy immediately leaves me with feelings of entitlement. It's as if Valentino can only belong to me, but I know that's not fair. Just like it's absurd of him to show up here, but at least the feelings of ownership are mutual.
Valentino reaches into his pocket to pull out his wallet and then a business card. He hands the business card to me. "Cecilia Walton is my head of legal. She'll listen to you and your parents. She'll take your case and make sure Saul can't hold your family hostage anymore."
"This Cecilia woman is going to take our case, just like that?" I ask in disbelief with a snap of my fingers.
"Just like that because I said so. I apologize again, Lia. I let my emotions get the better of me. I'll try to make sure it doesn't happen again."
"Try?" I raise an eyebrow.
Valentino shrugs as he adjusts his clothes. They fit him perfectly. Even after spending all that time kneeling, he looks fresh off a runway. The way his fingers run through his light brown hair, smoothing it back as his crystal blue eyes take me in from head to toe, makes me regret we're not in my apartment.
When he leans in closer to me, kissing me gently on the lips, I wonder if he's going to pick up where we left off. I stopped him for a reason. It's as if every time he's this close, all logic flies out the window.
"I can't make any promises. I don't think I'll ever stop craving you, Lia. Please, call Cecilia and get this stuff with Saul under control. I worry that Saul can’t stand losing you to me. He’ll hurt you or your family to prove a point. If he goes that way, there’s no stopping what comes next."
I swallow. "What happens if your families go to war?"
I know what happens in the movies, but reality is slightly different.
Valentino takes my hand into his, rubbing the top of it with his thumb; a poor attempt to soothe my worries. "People are going to die, Lia. I'll protect you, your family."
"All of this simply because you took my virginity." I huff and pull away from him.
Valentino stops me. "It's not about that, Lia. Agitating Saul is a passion of mine and I've never cared about anyone caught in the crosshairs of our rivalry until now. It's not fair to you or your folks. I have to get back to the office. Promise me you'll speak to Cecilia."
"I'll give her a call, but I can't make that same promise for my parents," I tell him. It's an acceptable answer. Honestly, I don't know what my parents are going to think or say. They've been full of surprises lately.
I watch Valentino leave just as Frankie walks back inside. I hear them exchange a few words before I see them shake hands. Relief washes over me as the door closes and Frankie heads directly to his freezer and pulls out a bottle of rum. After a healthy gulp, he puts it back and slams it shut.
The conflict written on his face is the tip of the iceberg. I can see Frankie trying to decide whether to be pissed or compassionate.
"Take it from the top, Lia. Don't leave anything out, either."
"Frankie—"
He cuts me off with a raise of his hand. "Uh-uh. No. I just attacked the don of the Barrone crime family, the CE—motherfuckin’—O of Barten Security. That man is on several lists of fortune magazines as being one of the most powerful men in this city. It’s an open secret that he’s one of the most dangerous men in this city, fuck, the country, and you just let it slip that he bought your virginity. Not to mention, I think someone was following me outside."
"Frankie, I'm sorry."
"Oh shit," he mumbles. "I'm gonna get whacked."
He clutches his neck with both hands as his eyes grow wide with fear.