piccolo tesoro

Taste it. *

Arabella:

August 25th 2022

As I ready to undo his tie he doesn't lose eye contact. Staring down at me as I slightly tug once more the get the tie off. Once I get it off I hold it in my hands out to him. He takes it from my grasp and shoves it in his back pocket.

I don't understand the point of taking that off.

He grab my waist holding me closer as he brushes my hair back, "Unbutton"

"What?" I look up at him confused

"Unbutton my shirt babe." Babe. I do as he says, staring from the top to the bottom. Tattoos slowly peeking out as I do so. My breathing bitches as I get to the last three buttons. My fingers brush over his skin as I undo the last button. I look down finally breaking out eye contact. Seeing tattoos coming from under his pants, and his V line is showing.

Oh my gosh, "Thank you Tesoro" He smirks at me aware of my shivering presence.

"O-of course" He smirks with some satisfaction from my nervousness. I think he gets turned on by power.

He grabs my attention again by speaking, "wanna go on the swing baby?" Ooh yay.

"Yes please." He pulls me with before lifting me onto the swinging couch. He sits to the side of me, brushing the hair out of my face and tucking it behind my ear.

"You did so good today baby. So good listening and doing what I asked, so fucking good." He misses down my neck softly as he murmurs his praises.

I place my hands on him chest holding him back, "You killed someone because of me."

He separates himself removing his lips from my neck and places his hands softly on my thigh rubbing up and down, "No no no Arabella. I killed someone because of themself. I cant blame anyone for looking at you, but I can blame them for making you uncomfortable. And I will continue to kill every fucking person who makes you feel less then perfetta" wow.

I try to ignore eve thing else he said, wanting to just be past it. I focus on his rough yet so soft italian, "I like when you speak Italian to me."

"I know you do Bambina." He leans in grabbing my face and holding it in his hands. He leans me back slowly so my head rest down at the end of the cushioned swing. He deepens the kiss as he leans over top of me his necklace dangling in my face.

I grab into it lightly pulling him down closer so I can grab the back of his head. He lets out a deep moan into my mouth and I clench my thighs together. "Fuck baby," I moan back at his words and he begins to kiss down my neck. He hits a spot below my ear and I let out a louder than I should moan. I feel Vincenzo smile into my neck before moving back to my lips.

After kissing for a bit I pull away to catch my breath, and adjust my dress, and underwear. "You're so beautiful," I shake my head sitting up and resting my face in his shoulder. He nods into a short peck before stroking my thigh again. He pets my head kissing my forehead. "Do you want your reward now baby?" I look up at him, "For what."

"For being so good Angelo. So" kiss "Fuckin" kiss "good." kiss. I'm melting.

A reward sounds nice, the ice cream I ordered after our little argument had finally arrived, "Can I get that ice cream from the tub we ordered?"

He smiles pecking my lips, "I want a reward too piccolo bambina." I tilt my head in confusion we can share. Does he really think I'll eat it all by myself?

"Well you can have some too-" He leans forward making me lean down so I'm laid underneath him again.

"Baby I want a different type of dessert." He says while his hand that isn't on the back of my head in rubbing circles on my stomach.