Mob Mistress

Chapter Three

Lily

It was hard to relax as I settled myself back against the lounger. I am sure to everyone who looked at us we were just two people , a couple enjoying the Caribbean sunshine. They would look at the way he kept glancing me and see nothing but the adoration in his eyes. Even I could feel the weight of them, the smouldering heat. He caressed my body with his eyes like he wished it was his hand, maybe his mouth.

Frowning I shook the thought out of my brain, I couldn’t.. shouldn’t think about what it would feel like for his lips to be me on.

He was married.

And I wouldn’t go there. No matter how much my lady parts wanted me too.

How would he be? He knew I was inexperienced, he knew what had happened to me. Would he be gentle? Or would he… the memory of what his wife had said back in New York swamped my brain.

No he wouldn’t be gentle.

She had said he was rough, brutal even. And his tastes were … I blushed. No he definitely wouldn’t be gentle , and I would need gentle. I couldn’t give him what he needed if I was able to overlook the fact he had a wife.

But it wasn’t just the look on his face, the hunger in his eyes that made relaxing impossible.

His words haunted me.

“Get ready for the kiss of your life.”

Which meant he was planning on kissing me. Kissing me like I was his wife and not his charge.

But when? It was the not knowing that had me so on edge.

“Shall I do your back?” His voice startled me, it was weird hearing that deep dangerous tone coming from his lips when he was in outlandish board shorts. It was a voice better suited to an expensive suit and danger.

I raked my eyes over his naked torso, his naturally tan skin was already glistening , each dip and ridge of his muscular chest and stomach standing out and I couldn’t help but stare.

“I’m fine.” Embarrassed I tore my eyes away.

“Lils you are going to burn.”

“Stefano…” it was little more than a whisper as he crawled up my body, all tanned muscles and dangerous promises.

“Or I could your front.” He was chuckling, and I realised he was enjoying himself. This was his pay back for not letting him touch me in private. For not agreeing to be his mistress, girl friend what ever he wanted me to be.

“Stefano.” My voice was strangled. “Don’t you dare.” I stared up at him as he held his weight just above mine. Looking the perfect predator and I should have been scared.

But I wasn’t.

I was nervous not afraid.

“Oh I dare.” His finger trailed down my bare shoulder and I shivered. My body reacted to him instantly. When I thought I would never react to another man again.

His first kiss , was soft just a soft brushing of his lips over mine. Almost like he was sipping an expensive wine.

His tongue swiped across my bottom lip and a small sound escaped my throat, barely audible.

His hand held my head in place , as if he thought I would move my lips from his , I wouldn’t. I was too far gone, to lost in the way his lips felt as the explored mine.

It was the sweetest kiss of my life.

Gentle and loving.

And so un Stefano like.

“You are beautiful.”

Resting his forehead against mine he stared down at me for a second.

“Stefano.” My lips trembled. Just like that I had forgotten my morals. He was married , I had to remember that even when he kissed me.

I couldn’t let him change me into someone I hated.

“Just let me look at you whilst you have that look on your face Lils.” He sounded tired, but not sleepy. More like he was soul tired. Was that a thing? If it was I was pretty sure I was soul tired as well.

“What look?” I was aware of people looking at us, seeing nothing but a couple in love.

“The look you have on your face now, where you are looking at me like you used to.before you found out and started hating me.”

Truth was I didn’t hate him. I hated that he had lied to me. I hated that I wanted him even when I knew he wasn’t mine to want.

And I hated that I needed him.

“Turn round Lils.” He kissed my forehead like I was precious. “I’ll do your back.”

Eagerly I turned onto my stomach, it was easier to resist him when we weren’t face to face. He settled himself over my legs , firm hands on my shoulders and I had to stifle a gasp as I felt him press against me.

No way could that be what I thought it was.

“This might be cold.” He warned but his next touch wasn’t cold at all. It was scorching.

His mouth brushed against my shoulder. Like he couldn’t help himself and I felt myself sigh.

I was enjoying his lips on me way to much.

I was a horrible, horrible person.

He was someone’s husband.

I was going to Hell. Because I didn’t want him to stop.

“We could be so good together Lils.” His voice was muffled against my skin. Whether we were good together or not wasn’t the question. I had never denied it.

We would have been great together…if he was single. But he wasn’t.

“Let me pr… I am going to show you how good we are together baby.” The tip of his tongue flicked across the delicate skin of my ear lobe.

Distantly I heard someone chuckle. “It’s nice to see a couple so much in love, do you remember when we used to be like that.”

I felt him smile against my shoulder but my blood ran cold.

Truth was I didn’t hate him, I couldn’t. Not when I was totally in love with him.

Hated myself for it though.