Chapter 29: Chapter 29

"Gino, wait," I whispered frantically, putting my hand on his strong chest to feel the fabric of his dark shirt under my fingertips. "We should focus on both of us," I breathed without even knowing why I was doing it, looking up into his dark eyes, which were studying me with such an intriguing expression that it kind of made me feel good inside , even if I had learned such cruel things about him. "Like you said, that's your job and basically I want to know as little about it as possible."

"But you kind of forced me to tell you the truth," he said, and I had to admit that he was right, willy-nilly.

"But only because I thought-" I started, wanting to take my hand off his chest, but immediately he put his hand firmly on mine and also grabbed my waist, so that we were now standing so close to each other that there was nothing between us would have suited us.

"That I was with her-"

"Don't say it again," I cut him off immediately, again feeling that uncomfortable tug in my stomach at the thought of him having anything intimate with her. "Please."

"I had no idea it would bother you at all, Ludo. After all, our engagement was forced and anything but born out of real feelings. Besides, I don't have anything with the women here. Never," he explained calmly, watching me the whole time into my staring eyes.

"I had no idea it would bother me either, until I believed it would," I admitted quietly, still not wanting to admit to myself that I felt this jealousy at all. After all, there was nothing between us. Nothing quite like how I felt about Dario. Or had Dario's presence in my head only meant I never really recognized Gino?!

He let go of my hand on his chest and just as I thought he was about to move safely away from me, he suddenly placed his warm hands on my cheeks and looked at me so intensely that it ripped the ground out from under my feet. My body already seemed defeated and at his mercy, even though my mind was screaming at me not to get emotionally involved with him.

"I want you, Ludovica. here and now," he whispered in a dark voice, slowly and gently stroking my lower lip with his thumb, making me swallow hard and enjoy the feeling of his closeness, even though I thought that it would be wrong. But was there still right and wrong in my life? If everything went down the drain anyway, I could at least savor these moments and indulge in the security I longed for every day.

Keeping my eyes on his, I placed my hands on the side zipper of my dress and painfully slowly pulled it down, watching Gino's irises seem to darken with excitement and passion.

"But I want it romantically," I let him know, because I didn't feel like just being used again. In my opinion, I've been doing that far too often in the last few days, whether mentally or physically, and I couldn't bear it any longer.

"Anything you want, anatra," he breathed excitedly, letting go of my cheeks to undo the buttons of his shirt while staring into my eyes. "Let's fuck hard, but tenderly."

My flushed cheeks blushed, but I continued to undress and only stopped when only my already damp panties covered my middle and my bra covered my breasts.

Gino also stood in front of me only in his boxer shorts and grabbed my hand to easily pull me towards him while I heard the music coming from downstairs in the club and faded out everything else but us.

"I've never been romantic," he whispered against my lips, one hand encircling my body, which willingly snuggled up to untie my bra with a skilled grip. "But my cock gets hard just thinking about taking you no damn way."

Putting his lips stormy on mine, I felt such an engaging tingling sensation that I completely let go of my thoughts slowing me down and fully engaged with him. I pulled my bra up over my arms as he caressed my tongue with his and I closed my eyes to let the bra fall to the floor and then press closer to his warm, strong body. Eager to feel his skin, I wrapped my neck around his neck and ran my fingertips through his hair, which felt so soft that I began to enjoy running it through my fingers.

I felt his chest tremble slightly against mine, playing with his tongue as I did so and willingly let him push me to the bed behind me, onto which he carefully lowered me, laying between my legs without breaking our kiss.

"You have no idea how much I would like to fuck your mouth," he suddenly moaned into my mouth and startled by his words, I pulled his neck up slightly to give him a warning look.

"Are you serious?"

He grinned at me in amusement and pressed his cock against my wet middle, causing me to moan longingly at his strain on my body and bit my lip in excitement.

"Not romantic enough?" he breathed, running his hand down my cheek to stroke it behind my head, where he gently wrapped my hair around it, pulling my head back slightly, which hurt, though it hurt. but also made me even wetter.

"Not remotely," I gasped, but pulled him back down to me, eager for his lips. I wanted to taste him, suck on his soft lips and enjoy the feeling of his tongue conquering my mouth.

His hand let go of my hair as our kiss grew more passionate and when he lifted his pelvis slightly and ran his hand over my so wet, hot center I gave a little jerk and moaned into his mouth which made him moan too.

"Fuck man," he gasped, breaking the kiss to look at me intently as he slipped his fingers under my panties and caressed my tender spot. "You're always so ready for me and it makes me even hornier when you react to me like that."

He looked at me like no one had before. As if I were someone special, I gently pushed two fingers into my crevice, digging my fingernails lightly into the skin on his neck and closing my eyes.

"Gino," I groaned and stretched my body, causing his fingers to start moving faster.

"Oh, baby," he whispered, then caressed my breasts with his tongue. "Moan on!"

His fingers moved so rhythmically between my walls that I could hardly catch my breath and after a very short time I could feel my orgasm coming.

"Gino," I moaned loudly again and pushed my pelvis against him demanding more, but he suddenly pulled his fingers away from me and when I opened my eyes in frustration, I watched him holding my breath as he pulled his cock out of his boxer shorts freed and placed between my bent legs.

"I want to feel you when you come, anatra," he breathed softly and then slowly penetrated me, causing me to pull him down and lean my face into the crook of his neck for support. He gave me a moment to take in his size to the max and after he began to move rhythmically inside me, I gripped him even tighter and caressed his neck with my lips while his familiar scent settled deep in my mind.

"You feel so good."

His words sounded so dark, honest, and arousing that just the sound of his voice made my abdomen contract in agony with a wave of madness.

"Gino!" I moaned my longed-for climax out loud and snuggled my face against his, causing him to put his hand on the back of my head and hold me tightly.

"Fuck," he gasped, penetrating me faster and harder. He didn't give me time to cope with my orgasm, but kept moving inside me, becoming more and more merciless in his thrusts and as his moans escaped his lips faster and faster, he raised his upper body from my slightly trembling body and looked at me deep in the eyes to thrust into myself hard and uninhibited a few final times.

"Kiss me!" I demanded, realizing he was about to cum, and after he leaned toward me, I placed my hands on his cheeks and my lips on his, demanding. I also wanted to feel him climax from me and my body and after he moaned excitedly and wrapped his hand tightly around my neck, I felt his cock twitch deep inside me and in that moment I felt only pride and the absolute satisfaction of my petite body.

After Gino lay on top of me for a while, breathing heavily and kissing my shoulder gently, he got up and put his pants back on while his eyes never stopped on me.

"Are you alright?" he asked in a calm tone and exhausted I raised my upper body to slowly sit on the edge of the bed. Basically, I wasn't feeling well at all, because I felt very strange and also slightly dizzy, but I didn't want to burden him with it and smiled at him and nodded.

"Yes, I'm fine," I breathed, still breathless from this beautiful sex, watching a satisfied smile spread to his lips as he buttoned his shirt in the process.

"Stay right here. I'll be right back, anatra," he suddenly ordered and gave me a quick kiss on my forehead to quickly leave the room. It wasn't until the moment he was gone that I realized I was in this devilish room and I was still naked. At any moment someone could have walked in, and realizing that, I got off the bed far too frantically to pick my dress off the floor, but before I could take a step forward, my vision blurred and I fell sideways, unable to fight it to the ground.

The impact hurt and I gasped for air as the panic slowly got to my head and I had no idea what was happening at all.

"Gino," I tried to call out in a panic, but nothing more than a whisper escaped my lips and with the last of my strength, I pulled myself up on the bed frame to at least sit up while my pulse was getting slower and slower and I really expected it, soon to perish here on this ground.

Leaning my head on the bed next to me, I grabbed my slowly beating heart with one hand to reach for my dress with the other, but I just reached into the blurry nothing and realized with a pounding headache that everything around me was me deeper and deeper into a terrifying darkness that I had to surrender to without a fight.

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"Ludo?" .. "Per favor parla con me!" (please talk with me!)

Gino's dark yet worried voice was the only thing that slowly helped me to regain my sanity. Only melancholy and very slowly I opened my eyes blinking and immediately recognized the fast moving houses, which I observed fleetingly through the window pane of the car.

"Mio dio, anatra!" I heard Gino next to me again and turned my head around to look at him weakly. Everything was still spinning slightly and I leaned my head sideways on the back of my seat to watch my fiancé driving the car in utter exasperation, glancing at me worriedly every now and then.

"Cosa è successo?" (what happened?) I demanded in a whisper, really having trouble keeping my tired eyes open.

"We're going to the hospital," Gino said and seemed more concerned about it all than I was. His hand sought mine and he immediately pulled it to his lips to kiss my cold skin gently. "I'm sure everything is fine."

It sounded like he was trying to calm himself down and not me. I was far too weak to worry about any of this anyway and just wanted to sleep, but just as I was about to close my eyes Gino stopped the car, let go of my hand and almost stormed out of the car. I glanced down at myself and noticed that he had probably put my dress back on before he ripped open my door and gave me a sympathetic look.

"I'll help you," he let me know and gave me his hands, which I clutched exhaustedly to slowly get out of the car.

He immediately wrapped his arm around my waist and led me to the wide entrance of an unfamiliar hospital. It looked more like a private clinic, but I didn't care. I rested my head on Gino's shoulder and closed my eyes again, trusting that he wasn't going to let me run into anything.

I briefly felt the cool night air blowing through my hair, before it got lighter around me and this typical hospital smell got up my nose so penetratingly that I opened my eyes again alone in disgust and examined the light blue walls.

"Sit down," Gino instructed, leading me to a row of chairs where other patients were sitting besides me. My gaze fell briefly on a guy who pressed a blood-soaked cloth over his eye and immediately I felt the need to throw up here and now, but I just turned away from him quickly and searched for Gino with my eyes.

He was standing on the other side of the room with his back to me at the reception desk, where he was probably arguing so relentlessly with the woman behind him that even from here I could see that she was terrified of him. I wanted to get up and go to him to calm him down, but I didn't want to pass out again.

"Ludovica!"

Puzzled, I turned my face to the entrance, where I saw Enzo and Dario enter, both of whom walked quickly towards me.

"What is-" Enzo started but when Gino slammed the counter so hard that the whole room was occupied by the sound of the smack, Enzo turned to his son and walked over to him.

I followed him with my eyes until I noticed Dario's hand on my forehead and winced slightly.

"He'd better take care of you," he whispered and took off his black jacket to put it protectively on my upper body before crouching down in front of me and eyeing me worriedly. "When was the last time you ate something? Or drank?"

"Dario," I breathed, overwhelmed, and wanted to lean forward, but he immediately got up and pushed my shoulder back.

"You stay seated!" he warned and looked around the large waiting room before turning back to me. "I'll get you something to drink."

I nodded to him and was glad to be alone again. All these questions were pounding in my mind and I didn't want to think about anything or anyone at the moment.

"We can go to the doctor," Gino tore me out of the comfortable silence and helped me up while Enzo took Dario's jacket and supported me on the other side.

"I don't like doctors," I said softly, causing Gino to pull me even closer.

"Don't worry, anatra. I'm here."