Page 6 of Bulletproof Baby
Protection.
While I don't know the origins of their feud, I can use Valentino to get away from Saul. I'll use every tool in my arsenal to never be afraid of Saul again. Still, there's a part of me that's hesitant. What if Valentino turns out to be just like the man threatening my family's existence?
It's a chance I'm willing to take, but Valentino has to want me in order to hang it over Saul's head. He has to want me to protect me. A temporary solution to a dire situation is all that's crossing my mind.
There's a darkness behind Valentino's light blue eyes. A man of conviction and determination, but also a man who tempts danger while other men run from it. I won't ignore how safe I feel with Valentino. That feeling can vanish at any moment, but for now, I'm certain I can at least trust him with my body.
Valentino's voice cuts into my thoughts. "Lia, what does Saul want from your family? It has to be more than you or else this auction business is a waste of time. I mean, why would he tell you about this if your family is indebted to him?"
"He's been trying to get me to date him from the first time I told him no. I'll admit that I told him I was a virgin hoping it would turn him off."
Valentino runs his tongue over his teeth. "You have no idea the effect you have on men. A face like yours on a body like that is like a gift from the heavens, Lia. Purity is like a drug to some men. They chase it and pray it comes with beauty like yours."
"I have an idea, which is why I'm asking you to do this for me, Valentino. I don't need the stench of my virginity luring Saul to the site every week. I'm hoping it will be very animalistic, like he smells your touch all over me and leaves me alone."
Valentino moves swiftly, reaching behind me to grab me by the ass. He hikes my leg up to his waist. I can feel the breeze of his hand moving dangerously close to my center, making me swallow, and igniting lust that has me salivating for more.
"Be very careful what you ask for, Lia."
Tremors rack my body; intimidation, fear, angst all collide as fodder for passion waiting to burst free. I won't retreat. I lean into Valentino, the center of my sex pressing against his hardening crotch as I reach up to run my fingers through his hair. He moans, closing his eyes, letting his face come closer to mine.
"I know exactly what I'm asking for, Valentino. You can take whatever you need from me so long as I never have to give myself away to anyone else."
My pulse races as he ponders my words, gripping my ass, kneading it under his strong fingers until I see the restraint fade away. Valentino growls as his mouth crashes onto mine. Our lips press against one another as his tongue slips inside my mouth. There's a faint flavor of rum dancing on his tongue. I want to taste more of him.
I have no idea where we're going as Valentino scoops all of me into his hands, hoisting me into the air, and forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist. My arms drape around his neck as he carries me through the home. It's not until I feel the coolness flowing across my back that I see we're in a bedroom. He moves away from me to undress.
The moonlight shining through patio doors gives me enough light to look around. It's a simple space with white walls, a dresser, a massive bed, and a cozy armchair in the corner to take advantage of the serenity waiting beyond the glass.
Valentino cracks the door open for a cool breeze to whip into the room just as he lets his shirt fall to the floor. The fullness of his pecs to the rippling of his abs is a sign of how well he takes care of himself. Then he turns around to unzip his pants.
Fuck me.
The massive tattoo covering his back removes any boyish charm to his looks. A knight, clad in battle armor, with the wings of an angel, kneels behind a sword. A design with such incredible detail it had to take hours, if not days, to complete the masterpiece. Without his shirt, I can see the muscles fighting under the design of the artwork. If he flexes just right, it looks like the wings are ready to expand.
My eyes don't stop traveling down the length of his body as his massive legs show me how he was able to carry all of me from the entrance of the home to this room. My expectations for losing my virginity are fleeting, as his body is one of the most distracting masterpieces I've ever seen.
Every time I've pictured this moment, it's been tied to some cheesy romance movie. The man wraps me in his arms with dramatic flair, whispering my name and his love for me before tearing my blouse away.
Valentino lowers himself near the edge of the bed, kneeling as he summons me to come closer. He taps the edge of the mattress and licks his lips. I crawl over to him and sit, unsure of what to do next. Valentino doesn't let me guess. The power of his bulging biceps snaking under my voluptuous thighs and yanking me closer to him has my pussy pulsing with desire.
"You're already wet for me." His voice is low, hungry for all I'm willing to give him. Words refuse to form until I feel the firmness of his hands pulling my legs further apart. A gasp escapes my throat as Valentino's mouth hovers over my center. The warmth of his breath teasing me, taunting me with anticipation.
One of his hands reaches up, yanking the neckline of my dress low enough to caress my breast as he licks my folds. My eyes widen at the overwhelming sensations. A whimper and a tremble emerge out of me. The linens wrinkle, scrunching under my grasp as I lean back for Valentino's tongue to take me to heights of pleasure I've never known.
Each breath comes quicker than the last. The tension builds from the depths of my core. Every inch of my skin is on fire, blazing with the desperate need for release. When he slips a single finger inside of me, an orgasm explodes.
My nipples perk, sensitive to the touch. The breeze swirling around the room plays with the hardening buds of my breasts. Valentino chuckles as he peeks up from dining on me, a devious smirk etching beneath his dark brows before he returns to the slit between my legs.
The rhythm of his tongue lures my hips into a dance where they move like they've got a mind of their own, chasing that release once again. Just as I near the edge of another climax, Valentino pulls his mouth away from me.
"N-no," I stutter, with a need to finish. "Please, don't stop."
"My sweet, Lia, I'm just getting started." Valentino's brows set in a firm line as he lingers above me, positioning his jutting erection over my pussy. My hands move toward him wanting to touch him, to see what he feels like and the warmth is surprising to me.
The softness of something so firm is confusing, but my body knows where it goes and I want to feel every inch. "Can I taste it?" I ask him.
"Yes, but not yet. Right now, I need to be inside of you. Relax." His words are calm, not bossy, but confident. I watch him fish a condom from somewhere behind him, rolling it on before he uses his fingers to slide inside of my walls.