Married to the Capo

Chapter 18

Eva

Lorenzo kissed me! He kissed me! He kissed me! He kissed me! He kissed me!!!!!!

Now, as we sat on the couch watching a movie, I couldn't help but think about that kiss. I sat beside Lorenzo, my eyes fixed on the screen, but my mind replaying the sensation of his lips on mine. I could feel his presence beside me, his warmth and energy, and I knew that everything had changed between us.

As Lorenzo's lips had met mine, I had felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. His kiss had been gentle yet passionate, soft yet intense. I couldn't help but respond, my lips parting beneath his as our tongues touched.

I had felt like I was melting into him, my body becoming one with his. His arms had wrapped around me, pulling me closer, and I couldn't resist the urge to wrap my own arms around his neck. I had felt safe, protected, and loved in his embrace.

As he had deepened the kiss, I had felt my heart racing, my pulse pounding in my neck. I couldn't catch my breath, couldn't think straight. All I could do was feel, and what I felt was pure magic.

As we watched the movie, Lorenzo's hand slowly slid around my waist, his fingers brushing against my skin. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he gently pulled me closer to him. I didn't resist, my body naturally leaning into his.

His hand rested on my hip, his thumb tracing gentle circles on my skin. I could feel his warmth, his presence, and his heartbeat beside me. It was comforting, reassuring, and exciting all at once.

I kept my eyes on the screen, but my awareness was focused on Lorenzo's touch. His hand was possessive, yet gentle, claiming me as his own. I felt a sense of belonging, of being exactly where I was meant to be.

The movie played on, Lorenzo's grip on my waist tightened, pulling me closer until our sides were touching. I could feel his chest rising and falling with each breath, his body warm against mine. It was a tender, intimate moment.

As the movie neared its end, Lorenzo's hand slid up my neck, his fingers wrapping around it in a gentle yet possessive grasp. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine.

The kiss was soft at first, but quickly deepened as Lorenzo's desire took over. He leaned in closer, his body pressing against mine, and I felt myself being gently pushed back onto the couch.

I lay down, Lorenzo's body above me, his lips never leaving mine. His hand still wrapped around my neck, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on my skin. The kiss was intense, passionate, and all-consuming.

As we kissed, Lorenzo's body settled between my legs, his weight pressing down on me. I could feel his heart racing, his breathing rapid, and his desire evident. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, and deepened the kiss.

Time stood still as we lost ourselves in the moment, our lips locked together in a passionate embrace. The movie ended, but we didn't notice, our attention focused solely on each other.

Lorenzo broke away from the kiss, his lips still inches from mine, his eyes burning with desire. "I just can't get enough of your lips," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion.

He paused, his gaze intense, as if searching for answers. "I've waited so long for this, Bella. Since the wedding, I've been thinking about what could have been. What should have been."

"You're all that's been on my mind lately. I don't know why, but I can't shake this feeling. I need to be close to you, to taste your lips, to feel your skin against mine."

Lorenzo's words sent shivers down my spine. I could see the sincerity in his eyes, the longing in his gaze. I knew exactly what he meant. I'd been feeling it too, this inexplicable pull towards each other.

"I know exactly what you mean, Enzo," I whispered back, my voice barely audible.

Lorenzo's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. "I feel like I'm losing control, Bella. Like I'm falling deeper and deeper into something I don't understand."

His words hung in the air, a vulnerable admission that left me breathless.

Lorenzo's lips trailed down my jaw, his kisses soft and gentle. He reached my neck, his mouth nibbling on my skin, leaving a tender mark. He licked the spot, his tongue sending shivers down my spine.

As he continued down, his lips brushing against my collarbone, I felt a surge of fear. I couldn't let him go further, not yet. I wasn't ready.

"Enzo, stop," I whispered, my voice trembling.

He paused, his eyes locking onto mine, concern etched on his face. "What's wrong, Bella?"

I felt a wave of shame wash over me, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I...I'm scared," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.

Lorenzo's expression softened, his eyes filled with understanding. "What are you scared of, Bella?"

I took a deep breath, my heart racing. "I...I've never done this before," I stammered.

Lorenzo's gaze didn't waver, his eyes still locked onto mine. "Done what, Bella?"

I felt my face burn with shame. "I'm a virgin," I whispered, the words tumbling out of my mouth like a confession.

Lorenzo's expression changed, his eyes filling with surprise, then understanding. He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "Oh, Bella," he whispered. "Why didn't you tell me?"

I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "I was ashamed," I admitted, my voice cracking. "I didn't want you to know."

Lorenzo's voice was soft and reassuring, his breath warm against my ear. "It's okay, Bella. There no shame in being inexperienced. Everybody has their firsts.Really, it's okay."

He pulled back, his eyes locking onto mine, his gaze intense. "You're mine, Bella. Only mine. No one else gets to touch you, taste you, or do anything with you. You're mine alone."

His words were laced with a possessive tone, his voice low and husky. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he claimed me, his words sending a thrill through me.

"I don't care that you're a virgin, Bella," he continued. "In fact, I'm glad. I get to be your first, your only. You're untouched, unexplored, and I get to be the one to discover you."

Lorenzo's eyes burned with desire, his gaze roaming over my face, my neck, my body. "You're mine, Bella. And I'm going to take care of you, cherish you, and make you mine in every way possible."

His words were a promise, a vow, and I felt my heart skip a beat as I realized the depth of his emotions.

Lorenzo's gaze softened, his eyes filled with understanding. "We'll take it slow. When you're ready, we'll explore this together. I promise."

He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch gentle. "I won't rush you, I won't pressure you. We'll go at your pace, because I want you to feel comfortable, to feel safe with me."

Lorenzo's voice was reassuring, his words calming my nerves. "I want your first time to be special, Eva. I want it to be perfect. And I know that means waiting until you're ready."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against my forehead. "I can wait, Bella. I'll wait forever if that's what it takes. Because I know that you're worth it."

I felt a wave of relief wash over me, my heart filled with gratitude. Lorenzo understood me, he understood my fears, my doubts. And he was willing to wait for me, to take things slow.

Lorenzo's phone rang, breaking the intimate moment. He sighed, getting up from the couch to answer it. "I'm sorry, Bella. I need to take this."

He walked away from the couch, his voice low as he spoke to the person on the other end. I couldn't make out what he was saying, but his tone was serious, his body language tense.

After a few minutes, he hung up and turned to me. "I'm sorry, Bella. Something's came up. My men need me."

He walked over to me, scooping me up in his arms. I felt a rush of excitement as he carried me to my room, placing me gently on the bed.

Lorenzo knelt down beside me, his eyes locked on mine. He kissed me softly, his lips brushing against mine. "Sleep, Bella. I'll be back soon."

He stood up, his gaze lingering on me for a moment before he turned and left the room. I heard the door close behind him, and I knew he was gone.

I lay in bed, my heart still racing . I couldn't believe what was happening between us. Lorenzo was taking control, claiming me as his own. And I was letting him. Happily.