Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Nothing about Penelope matched his usual type in women, and while he had been mentally prepared to still go through with their wedding even if he were to find her completely unattractive—-
That was the fucking irony, really.
The moment he had seen her, he wanted her, and he wanted her with the kind of intensity and hunger that he had never felt with any other woman.
Big, dark eyes suddenly lifted up to his, and Cesare sucked his breath at how everything about her effortlessly seduced him...despite her sexual innocence. Just looking at her had him so fucking hard...and for better or for worse, it was just as fucking clear that she wanted him back.
Penelope's heart-shaped face was like an open book, and while both her fear and confusion were patently evident, there was also no mistaking the sweetly imploring plea in her lovely, dark gaze.
I want you, those eyes said.
I want to fuck you.
But I don't know where to start.
His Penelope was a virgin in short...and while in the past he had never given a fuck about being any woman's first—-
With her, it was different.
With her, it mattered a fucking lot that he would be her first—-and her last.
His cock would be the only cock she would ever know the shape, taste, and feel of—-and this, too, was different, since he had never felt this possessive with any of his previous lovers.
She was starting to change him, Cesare realized, and what was more disconcerting was how completely unaware she was of her effect on him.
He could feel her nervousness growing as he led her further down the hallway, and Cesare slowed his steps to a halt.
"What's troubling you, tesoro?"
She shook her head, but he was not to be dissuaded. "Your silence will not solve anything," he chided gently.
Frustration further darkened her gaze, but she eventually ended up blurting out the truth.
"It's just that...everything's happening so fast."
He cupped her chin, and he heard her catch her breath again at his touch. "Lying to yourself won't solve anything either."
"But I'm not—-"
"What you're truly struggling to accept, tesoro, is the speed in which your feelings have changed towards marriage...and me."
Her lips parted in shock, and it was just too much fucking temptation for him to resist.
A whimper escaped her as he abruptly took her lower lip and sucked hard on it, and only Cesare's swift reflexes had his arm automatically curling around her waist when her knees buckled as soon as he lifted his head.
"Careful, tesoro."
She pushed him away, and he obediently stepped back from her.
"You s-startled me," she stammered.
"I think I did more than startle you, Penelope."
"W-What do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean..."
His gaze lowered to her cleavage as he drawled the words out, and another whimper slipped past her lips when she saw what he was staring at.
"It seems that your nipples are more honest than your lips, tesoro." Cesare looked at his fiancée gravely. "I shall endeavor to remember that once we're married."
Penelope's shock had her hands flying up to cover her mouth, but then a second later it seemed as if she had realized she wasn't covering what was pertinent, and Cesare was unable to stifle his grin when she released a mortified cry.
"Allow me to help you," Cesare offered.
"Wh-what—-"
The alarm in her eyes only made him want to bully her even more.
This is all your fault, tesoro.
And so he did.
Penelope
By the time I realize what Cesare plans to do, it's too, too late.
His big, strong hand has already cupped my breast, and my lungs threaten to collapse when I feel his fingers tighten around the plump, swollen flesh...before giving it a squeeze.
Nooooo!
It goes without saying that I've never had a man touch me like this before, but I also know in my heart that only this man's touch can make me feel this hot and bothered.
Is this really happening?
I look up at him in a mixture of dismay and helpless desire, and lust glitters down at me from his gaze...just as he adjusts his hold on my breast, and I find myself nearly jumping out of my skin when he suddenly pinches my nipple between his fingers.
Aaaaah!
The feeling is totally indescribable, but it also makes me panic, and I shove him off as hard as I can.
Cesare only smiles as he steps back, and it's no wonder he does, since we both know I'm only free of his grasp because he chose to let me go.
"There's no need to feel shy."
It's my first time to hear a purring note in his voice, and the sound makes me grit my teeth.
Don't let him seduce you!
"I'm just as turned on as you are, tesoro."
There's only one thing I can do when I hear that—-
Don't fall for his trap!
My gaze immediately swerves down, and is it just my imagination...or has his package gotten even bigger in the past five minutes?