Chapter 298: I Am Giving Myself To You
Chapter 298: I Am Giving Myself To You
Camilla
Ten! A smile breaks out across my face. My smile then transformed into a bubbling laugh, Gregorio having thrown me over his shoulder in an attempt to steal me away with Adriano and Domenico chasing after us in the distance.
"Gregorio," I scold as he merely holds me tighter, uncaring of the fact I am moment away from accidentally flashing the whole party with the way my dress was flying up.
Nine, eight, seven, six, five!
"Your first kiss of the year is mine, sweetheart." Gregorio shamelessly grins before setting me down, backing me against a stone wall with little time to readjust myself.
Peering over his shoulder, I could see Domenico and Adriano across the room, their eyes searching for us.
"You are crazy, you know that."
"Three, two, one." He said and just like that, cheers erupt around us. A penthouse full of buzzed, horny people capturing the lips of those around them. I was exempt from that group. I didn't even get the chance to shout happy new year before Gregorio's mouth descended on mine, demanding entry as his tongue danced against my own.
"Bastard," I heard a familiar voice grumble nearby, Domenico and Adriano must have just joined us.
By the time Gregorio's actually pulls away from me, I find my lipgloss smeared across his mouth, one in which bears the biggest shit eating grin I have ever seen.
"Don't be jealous, Adriano." He coos, however one look into his dark eyes tells me that he is indeed very much so. He returned my stare and it was so intense that I shifted under his gaze. Too damn sexy for his own good.
He gestured for me to come to him so I did, joining his side as he bent to my height while drawing a shiver from his lips brushing my ear.
"He may have been your first kiss, princess but I am going to be the first one inside you tonight."
Tilting my head ever so slightly to look at him, I know without a doubt his words are a promise, not just a statement. The new year's party we ended up attending had been memorable to say the least but now all I could think about is feeling them inside me.
"What did you say we take this back to our home, darling?" Domenico said and I can't help but smile the way he said our home.
Truth to be told, nothing sounded sexiest to me right now than getting out of these heels and into a hot shower where I can unwind hopefully with all of them. Yes, they weren't going to be getting any complaint from me.
"Sound perfect," I smiled before placing my hand on Domenico's, allowing him to lead me back to the car.
The ride back home was a mixture of laughter and conversation, Gregorio damn near falling asleep on me throughout the short duration back. As good as he was at hiding his discomfort, the effects of his injury had yet to fully subside and later nights like these were hard on him physically. We all recognized the exhaustion setting in as we neared home and I ended up being the one to put him to bed the moment after we walked through the door and into the warmth of our living room.
"Hey, Camilla." Adriano whispered as I hit the final step of the stairs, finding him waiting for me at the bottom with his shirt just a little more unbuttoned than it was previously.
"Adriano," I smiled with a tilt of my head, not resisting as he picked me up by my hips and encouraged me to wrap my legs around him.
"Did Domenico head to bed too?" I asked as I realized it was just the two of us in the wide open room, only the kitchen light and a small lamp having been left turned on.
"He has to wake up early tomorrow." He said with a nod of confirmation.
"We have a meeting with the executive owners of an Oriental hotel chain we were looking to invest in and we want to be there a day early to make sure everything is…secure."
I am not even going to pretend to understand what incentive there is for a mafia Don to invest in a series of hotels, let alone question why both he and Domenico would need to attend for something that appeared somewhat safe, maybe? If I overthink it too much, things will turn bad for my anxiety quickly. It is probably best that I just trust they will always come back home to me.
"Umm," I hummed, tightening my grip around him as I realized he was walking around the room to kill the lights before making a beeline for the stairs.
"Well, are you going to be a gentleman and serenade me before you go?" I tease when we were soon plunged into darkness, mildly surprised he can even navigate his way around the place like this.
The low rumble of his laughter could be felt in his chest as he took me upstairs, planting a kiss to my temple as though the suggestion of him being a gentleman was cute.
"Sure, princess. Something like that."
It was only once we passed both of our rooms that I realized where he was taking me and suddenly, I found my heart kicking up about a thousand notches.
"Adriano?" I called.
"Camilla," he threw back in response, the sound curling seductively in my stomach.
"You know I am not known for going back on my word."
'He may have been your first kiss, princess but I am to be the first one inside of you tonight.' He was taking me to the playroom.
"We shouldn't," I shook my head, though I don't have a single reason to back my claim.
"Oh and why is that?"
"Because it is late." I mumbled.
"That is irrelevant."
"But you have a meeting tomorrow…"
"Domenico always has been the responsible one." He cut me off before I could finish my sentence.
"Adriano…" I said again but I already know I have lost. My tone betrays me too, or maybe I never wanted to win in the first place.
Neither of us speak as he shifts me in his grip to have one hand free, punching in the code to the playroom without even needing to look down. I did though and it was the exact same four digits as before. It was the day we first met.
"Trust me, you will enjoy it."
I say nothing as he leads us inside, the led lights flickering on with our motion and casting us into a dark purple hue. Setting me down on the bed, I let out a long groan as he quickly dropped to one knee before me. Before I can find the words for how perfect he looks like that, he gently removes each high heel from my sore feet and sets them on the floor beside us.
"May I?" He asked, gesturing for me to lift my one foot. Doing so, my eyes soon shut and my head rolls back when he begins to massage the aching muscles, watching my face while his fingers work their magic.
I don't know how long we stay like that together but he doesn't stop until every bit of tension is unwound from my body and I feel a million times lighter. The subtle smirk he wears in one of I told you so, that being said, he still remains quite in my company. I am not sure of what he had planned, however with the way things have gone thus far, I can't really complain.
Instead, I watched almost in awe as he eventually rose from his knelt position and shifted until he was a few steps away, turning his back towards me. In a series of languid, unhurried movements, he undoes the few buttons that are left of his shirt until the material is merely draping off him, his physique so sharp it is sometimes hard to believe he is mine. He slowly strips before me, leaving me utterly enraptured on the bed until he rejoins me a second later, taking his place in the center of the plus mattress with his arms spread out at the side. He looked like a god.
"There is absolutely nothing I wouldn't do for you, Camilla Ranger."
I have no words for his use of my full name, only genuine curiosity laced with a little bit of confusion.
"I have gone too long not being able to give you everything you could ever want, not loving you in the ways you deserve."
"Adriano, no." I shake my head with a small frown.
"I have gone far too long not spending every minute of every day being the man you have needed me to be and although we may have reconciled our past, I want you to know that what I feel for you is also our future. As a dominant, there is no greater trust than when your submissive feels confident enough to give herself over to you, wholly. What I am trying to say Camilla, is that I am giving myself to you. I want to try something neither of us have really tried before…"
He trails off for a second and I am thankful for the little pause as I process what he was saying.
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