FUCK HER SENSELESSLY ~~~~~
Rafael pov
I made a mistake in bringing Katarzyna. Needing this to look like a social outing, I had asked my mantenuta to come along. I hadn’t seen her since the night at the castello and she always loved the boat. Yet it was clear from Valentina ’s expression that she didn’t care for Katarzyna.
Jealousy, perhaps? That seemed unlikely, given Valentina ’s general dislike of me. More likely Katarzyna’s habit of never knowing when to be quiet had rubbed Valentina the wrong way. But I noticed the way Valentina ’s nipples had puckered when I walked out on the deck in my swim trunks. She might not like me, but she was attracted to me.
Something changed between us the night she tried to escape. I read the lust in her eyes, saw the flush on her cheeks. She’d practically been panting when she held the gun on me. My talk of fucking against a wall had aroused her even more.
She was not innocent, and my suspicions about her proved to be correct at every turn. I had a feeling that this girl liked it rough. Just as I did. And I was dying to find out. As much as I tried to tell myself otherwise, I was burning with the need to possess her, to keep her for myself. Two days I had avoided her and it wasn’t working. I was just as obsessed, just as desperate to have her as before. I couldn’t concentrate on anything. My days were spent watching video of her in the winery, the stables. Even with the damn lambs.
Basically, I was fucked. She was supposed to be for my son, the woman who would bear the next generation of Ravazzani leaders. So I had hoped seeing them together today would change my mind. That it would convince me to stay away from her and stick with my original plan of marrying her to Dimitri . Rid me of this shameful craving for a girl young enough to be my daughter.
And then I saw her in that tiny bikini. Cristo santo, her body was incredible. Soft rounded curves of creamy skin and an ass that I longed to bite. The small triangles of her top barely covered her glorious tits, and I wanted nothing more than to peel back that fabric and suck on her nipples. It was more than her body, however, Her fearless attitude, the way she stood up to me, turned me on. I wanted to control her, to make her beg for me.
Katarzyna pressed against my back, regaining my attention. “Do you want to go in and fuck?” Direct and to the point. That was what I liked best about her.
Did I want to fuck Katarzyna? As I watched Valentina splash in the water with Dimitri , I knew the answer. “No.”
“Then do you mind if I go swimming?”
“Of course not. Have fun.” I pulled out my phone and pretended to work as the three of them swam in the water. Katarzyna mostly took selfies from the edge of the platform for her social media, while Dimitri and Valentina laughed as they played together.
The two didn’t treat each other like lovers. They acted like siblings, if I was honest. They laughed and teased, while maintaining a respectful distance.
It didn’t make sense. Didn’t he want to fuck her? It was the very reason I’d ordered the helicopter readied and joined them today, because I hadn’t been able to stand the thought that they might be screwing. But he kept a friendly mood between them, joking with her like a brother not a lover.
You’re obsessed with her. Dimitri ’s words from earlier haunted me. First Marco, now my son. They all saw what this girl was doing to me. She was turning me inside out. Ever since I caught her climbing over that wall, I’ve been panting after her.
The feeling was not abating, either. The craving was growing worse by the minute, haunting my every waking thought. My dreams, too. I dreamed of chasing her through the vineyards until I caught her, pinned her to the rough earth and fucked her senseless.
Something had to give, and I knew what I had to do. I had to keep her. She would baulk at the role of mantenuta, but I would bring her around.
She wasn’t interested in marriage, anyway. As my mistress, I could give her the world on a platter. Money, trips, cars... whatever she wanted. It was a coveted position in my world, with power and prestige.
Not as much as a wife, of course, but she would be untouchable when I gave her my protection. Then when I tired of her, I would send her back to Toronto or wherever her sexy ass desired. I’d buy her a house or apartment anywhere in the world.
There were plenty of other women Italian daughters of the ’ndrina who Dimitri could marry. Mancini wouldn’t like it, but he wouldn’t dare cross me. I was too powerful, and I could do whatever I wanted to Valentina without retribution. It wasn’t like she was a virgin.
I watched her juicy ass as she dove under the water and I licked my lips. I couldn’t wait to slap that bottom. To watch it bounce as I fucked her from behind. My dick began to lengthen in my trunks. Minchia! I could not get an erection right now.
Standing, I decided to go make a few phone calls at the other end of the boat. The privacy there made it easier to get work done, and if I studied Valentina any longer I was likely to do something stupid.
When I finished my calls, the light had started to fade. I decided to get Katarzyna and take the helicopter back to the castello. After I changed back into my suit, I crossed the salon and found Valentina emerging from the toilet. She adjusted the top of her suit, giving me a flash of nearly an entire globe of flesh, and lust gathered in my groin.
“Wait,” I barked as she started for the pool area. Hand flying to her chest, she spun to face me.
“Fuck. You scared the shit out of me.” That dirty mouth. Most Italian women didn’t curse like women in other countries, and I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not. I stopped in my tracks, keeping to the shadows, where no one from the outside would be able to see us. “Come here.”
She cast a glance over her shoulder. “Why?”
“Because I said so, monella.”
“I don’t think we should be alone here.” Interesting response. Was she worried about hurting Dimitri ? I doubted it. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”