Chapter 21: Chapter 21

After showering longer than usual and cleaning my teeth and tongue thoroughly several times, I walked back to the closet wearing only a towel, only to find to my frustration that my clothes had probably still not been washed.

In light of this, I grabbed a large black shirt from Gino and put my panties back on, then collapsed into bed exhausted.

My thoughts raged in my mind like an unstoppable tornado, so that I felt a slight pounding in my head and despite the greatest concentration I could not really find peace.

Like after such an evening.

Hatred for my uncle was boundless and I was sure I would kill him if I saw him again. In addition, the hatred of myself for simply allowing Dario to approach me in this intimate way.

All in all, I just felt like shit and would have liked someone by my side to help me make the right decisions. That was probably one of the reasons why I fell for Dario so much. He exuded exactly the calmness I needed. Controlled what I couldn't control myself and kept taking me out of the chaos of my life for a short time.

But that was over now! I had to go it alone and really wanted to try to get involved with Gino, even though I had my doubts about ever really feeling anything for him.

But I couldn't change anything anyway, or rather, I had no say.

Completely exhausted from the last few hours, I took a deep breath of the fresh air that blew into the room through the tilted window and then turned on my stomach, because I always slept best in this position, but this time it worked Not.

Through the many confused trains of thought that tirelessly chased me from one realization to the next, I quickly got up again and then looked tensely at the window when I heard a car pull up outside in the silence.

I immediately jumped out of bed curiously and pulled the big T-shirt up over my buttocks to pad hurriedly to the window, where I stood on tiptoe and surveyed the surroundings.

The Porsche was there, but I didn't see Gino, who walked in the door next to me at that moment, giving me a little fright.

Our eyes met fleetingly and, startled, I suddenly saw through the light from the small bedside lamp that his clothes were covered in blood and dirt, making me wide-eyed while my heart seemed to skip a beat at the sight.

He said nothing, not a word. Just stared at me like he was in a trance until he jerked away from me to hurry off into the bathroom after throwing his car keys on the bedside table.

I stopped dead in my tracks and mentally put the piece of the puzzle together, only to realize that he must have buried the disgusting guy in some woods with Nunzio.

I didn't know if I should think that was a good thing, but what I did know was that this man had to give his life because of me and that's why Gino now had blood on his hands.

My bad conscience kept growing and I tried hard to resist wanting to go to Gino at that moment, but something drove me on and so I carefully put one foot in front of the other, only to come to a stop in front of the bathroom door.

Dazed, I raised my hand, balled it into a light fist, and wanted to knock, but when I heard the water running in the shower, I slowly lowered my hand and stared at the door in disbelief.

What was that supposed to mean from me?! Why did I want to be near him now?! This seemed so illogical to me when I recently blamed him for everything and he'd thrown things at my head that still hurt me.

I was amazed at myself and so confused that I had to sit on the edge of the bed to keep from falling over overwhelmed. Too much had happened to me in too short a time and I now felt as if I could never escape from this whirlpool of my feelings. As if this crushing feeling was now a part of me that I had to live with.

Torn between head and heart, between control and impulsiveness. In addition, the strong need for human closeness, which Dario could not give me. which nobody could actually give me, except for my mother, who had been away for so long.

When the bathroom door opened a short time later, I immediately looked up absentmindedly at Gino, who was only wearing a towel around his waist while he was drying his hair with another light-colored towel, scrutinizing me all the time until I stood up and he saw his movement paused.

Maybe not wanting to control everything around me was just the right thing to do! Maybe I had to engage in something I was afraid of and who knew if it might not even make me happy?

Full of confidence and still unsure, I ran the few steps that separated us towards him while he watched me in silence and the water from his hair dripped a little onto his shoulders. When I came to a stop close in front of him, I sought his gaze, looked deep into his dark eyes and carefully placed my hand on the exact spot where I could feel his heart beating.

It felt good to touch him, to feel his slightly wet yet warm skin, and when his eyes suddenly darted down to my lips, I carefully stood on my tiptoes while placing my other hand on his warmed cheek.

I savored the feeling of his warmth, even if the stubble tickled my hand a bit, and savored it even more when he suddenly looked deep into my eyes and dropped the towel to cup my waist and draw me closer to his now exposed body to use.

"Mi scusi," he apologized in a whisper into the silence and added a soft, barely audible "my little duck," which brought an embarrassed smile to my lips before I pressed them gently to his, which he immediately replied.

The smell of his tart shower gel wafted into my mind and with my eyes closed, eager for closeness, I began to play tenderly with my tongue on his, causing him to grip my hips even tighter so that we stood tightly entwined and I curiously began to follow along my hands to explore his muscular chest. I wanted to get to know every inch of his body and didn't even know why it was suddenly like this.

As if I was caught in a frenzy that I couldn't explain to myself. It all happened so fast that my mind couldn't keep up with my feelings, otherwise it would probably have stopped me.

Without having to exert much force, Gino lifted me onto his hips with a grip around my bottom, turned around with me and walked me to the bed while we intensified our kiss and he sucked lightly on my lips again and again, which I felt caused a very slight tingling in my stomach, which immediately gave me hope that things could really get better over time.

He sat on the bed with me on his bare lap, breaking away from my lips to kiss down my cheek and hugging me tighter while I could already feel his hardness beneath me and panicked slightly.

This time nobody would control me. This time I would have to decide for myself what I wanted and what I didn't want.

"Do you want?" he asked uncertainly, as if he had read my mind and planted soft kisses on my neck, causing me to close my eyes briefly while holding my breath until he gently tugged my hair and our excited eyes met again ..

He looked at me expectantly and I wondered.

I wanted?

I looked at him uncertainly and that was exactly what made me doubt again. With Dario I didn't have to decide, I had no way of saying no and I thought to myself that Gino would probably only ask so that I wouldn't suddenly reject him again.

Unable to interpret my silence, he pulled his hand out of my hair and gently stroked my neck, then placed it on my cheek while his eyes fixed on mine.

"You can always say something if you want me to stop. I won't be mad," he said completely calmly and he suddenly seemed like a completely new person.

Where was the asshole from the club?

I nodded hesitantly at his statement and immediately he gently placed his lips on mine again as his hands slipped under my shirt, he momentarily breaking away from our kiss and I willingly raised my arms to help him remove my shirt so that only my panties separated my body from his.

I watched him embarrassed as he threw the shirt to the floor and stared at my breasts only to start fondling them after a moment of complete silence.

My hands sought support on his strong shoulder while I let my head fall back with a moan of pleasure.

"So soft," he breathed excitedly against my skin and ran his hands over my sides, only to then place them again on my buttocks while he licked my nipples with his tongue and my breathing immediately eased from this beautiful feeling of passion accelerated.

As soon as I groaned again, he turned to our side briefly to get a condom out of the bedside table. I slid back a little on his lap with my heart racing, watched him in high tension as he put on the condom and after he ran his fingers along my panties, he looked at me in awe. Probably because I was wet and that showed him only too well how willing I was at that moment.

With his gaze fixed on my flushed face, he pushed my panties aside with two of his fingers and then pushed them into my hot center.

I groaned and dropped my head onto his shoulder, sucking on the skin of his neck eager for more closeness, where I immediately watched in fascination as goosebumps spread over his body, which suddenly spread to my arms as well. Just the feeling of being able to trigger such reactions in him.

His fingers moved faster and faster inside me and the faster they moved, the harder my breathing became and the tighter he pulled me with his other hand until he pulled his fingers out of me and lifted me slightly.

I was nervous, but didn't let it show and then, when I could feel his cock on my wet crack, I clawed his back so hard that he would probably wear marks from it, but he allowed it and didn't resist.

My heart was beating uncontrollably and I slowly lowered myself onto his cock while closing my eyes and stopping to breathe. It was a wonderful feeling to take him inside me while I could feel his slightly sweaty skin under my fingers.

"Stai andando così bene, tesoro (you're doing so well, darling," he whispered excitedly in my ear and he was already pushing his pelvis towards me to sink into me with his full size, so that I let out my breath and clinging to him even tighter.

Now that I was sitting on his lap and he was deep inside me to the max, he suddenly flopped onto his back on the bed while looking at me expectantly and resting his hands on my hips.

"Fuck me, Ludovica," he suddenly spoke so dirty that I immediately blushed and looked at him uncertainly, which made him grin. "On our first time, you don't want me to fuck you, believe me."

"Yes," I blurted out, overwhelmed, because I didn't feel comfortable up here at all and somehow I wasn't aware of what he was trying to say with his statement.

He glared at me excitedly, eyebrows raised, then got up again to stand with me on his hips and turned us around so that I now fell on my back onto the soft bed and he knelt between my legs.

"I warned you," he whispered in my ear and suddenly grabbed my hair tightly to turn my face to his as he sank into me with such a hard thrust I thought for a moment it would tear me apart.

"Gino," I breathed, startled at his hardness, but he laid his lips on mine again demandingly and let his tongue slide into my mouth while sinking into me again and again with firm, hard thrusts, while my moans in his mouth even seemed to drive him.

I wrapped my arms around his neck in search of support, let him take me without mercy and listened to his moans, which were so dark that I became even wetter despite the slightly painful hardness.

"Fuck," he whispered suddenly and then pulled out of me, twisting my hips around abruptly so that I was now kneeling in front of him on all fours. He immediately pushed his cock back inside me, moaning loudly, thrusting into me several times before pulling me up by my breasts and pushing my back against his chest.

"Kiss me baby," he murmured and eager for his lips, I was only too happy to turn my face in his direction to let his tongue take my mouth again as he rhythmically moved further inside me and his hand over stroked my sensitive spot.

"Oh, Gino," I moaned into his mouth with pleasure as his fingers moved on my wet middle and he immediately fucked me again with a hardness that made my body tremble.

"Oh, baby. I would love to fuck you harder, but you're so innocent," he moaned now, removing his hand from my middle to pull me tighter against his muscular chest.

"I want to touch you!" It came out pleadingly from my lips when I could feel my desired climax coming and immediately he pulled out of me again to turn me onto my back again.

"Touch me anywhere you want," he grinned confidently and I immediately put my hands on his heaving chest, feeling his wildly beating heart underneath, while he placed himself back in my middle to gently slide into me to penetrate, which I liked much better than this hardness before.

Our eyes lost in each other as I ran my hands over his skin, gasping for air more and more. He held my waist with one hand and suddenly put his other hand around my neck, so that I could hardly breathe.

"You're so tight," he moaned, then bit his bottom lip while momentarily closing his eyes. My whole body felt strained by him and his touch, and his excited voice alone made me gasp for breath.

"I'm coming," it escaped me and I tensely hoped for immediate relief from him, which he was only too happy to give me without asking or begging.

"Moan for me," he blurted out between his heavy breaths, and I instantly released all of my pent-up pleasure as he let go of my throat, cupped my chin, and proudly watched me throughout my climax.

"Exactly, baby," he added, still whispering, and while my muscles spasmed around his cock, my moans taking up the whole room and I clawed my fingernails into his back again at the overflow of feelings, he too came moaning loudly with violent ones , rhythmic thrusts deep inside me to climax.

"Fuck, you're good to fuck," he praised me in his own way and, breathing heavily, pulled himself out of me to fall onto the bed next to me.

My heart was pounding like crazy and I didn't know what to do for a short time when I remembered that we weren't having a secret affair, we were engaged. I glanced over at him and after he gave me a wink and removed the condom, I lay on my side and snuggled into his warm, trembling chest for comfort.

He immediately pushed his arm under my head and gently stroked my back, blowing one last kiss on my forehead before he put the covers over us and I listened to his fast heartbeat before falling asleep.