𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

21

Mila

The kids are in bed, the house is quiet and I somehow still can't find myself to go to sleep.

I toss and turn but I end up lying in bed for an hour with my eyes closed, fully awake with my thoughts.

Fuck.

I get out of my covers and sneak out of my room, I go downstairs for a quick glass of water but when I go back up I don't stop at my room.

What am I doing?

I stand in front of Gio's door, finally giving in I raise my hand and knock three times.

It takes about 30 seconds before the door swings open revealing a shirtless, tattooed Gio, I gulp. "Hi," I say as I crane my neck to look up at him.

"Everything okay?" He says scratching his head, his eyes were tired.

"Did I wake you? Sorry, I'll leave." I turn to walk away before his hands snake my waist stopping me, and pulling me back over.

I turn around as he raises his brow to me. "What's wrong, Mila?" He asks.

"I can't sleep.." I admit.

He pulls me into the room and shuts the door behind me.

Oh ok.

He gets back into bed and I follow him as I get on the other side, sliding into his black comforter.

I forgot how comfortable this man's bed was.

I lay on my back staring at the ceiling before I felt his gaze on me, I looked over at him. "What's wrong?" He asks and I shrug, I don't even know what's wrong with me.

Maybe it's the guilt of lying to him, my kids. Maybe it's the fact that my change has taken a complete 160 maybe it's the fact that I'm considering giving my father a second chance.

My brain is like a corn maze with no way out.

I was also getting married in less than a week, I was going to have to tell him eventually.

Fuck.

"Can I ask you a question?" I ask him, he nods. "Why do you want to marry me?" I ask.

"I need a bride." He says.

"But why me? I have kids who are illegitimate in your business, and despite you being told that multiple times you still want to go through with it.. why?" I ask.

He stays quiet for a moment. "It's just a piece of paper Mila."

"It's not though... not to me, marriage should be something real. Marriage comes with responsibility. My kids become yours.. are you ready for that?" I ask looking away not wanting to see his reaction.

His fingers catch my chin pulling my eyes to his. "I don't know shit about kids, you know that... but I know what I'm signing up for with you, if I wasn't ready I wouldn't be doing this." He says.

My bottom lip goes in between my teeth as I look down, he's wrong, he doesn't know what he's signing up for, he doesn't know that he's being lied to.

"Mila, if I ever hurt you or your kids I will personally buy you a gun to shoot me with." He says causing me to laugh.

"Will it be pink with glitter?" I ask to which he rolls his eyes.

"Now you're asking for too much." He jokes stroking his fingers up and down the line of my back.

When did I get so close?

"I'm an expensive wife, I hope you know that."

"I've got the money." He says his eyes not leaving mine once... giving me that look again causing me to gulp.

"Also, I'm not a great cook, I've got a few recipes but baking is my specialty," I tell him.

"I've got cooks." He says and I roll my eyes.

"What don't you have at this point." I roll my eyes laughing, but he doesn't reply as he continues keeping his stare on my eyes causing my heart to drop.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" I ask as my breathing gets heavier.

"Because you're beautiful." He says and my cheeks flare up.

"Shut up," I say hiding my face in his chest before his fingers catch my chin again making me look up at him.

"Mila,"

"Hm?"

"I wanna kiss you now.. is that okay?" He asks as my eyes widen.

My voice gets caught in my throat so instead of replying, I nod.

His lips latch on the mine before I can process it, I kiss him back my hand slowly sliding into his hair at the nape of his neck pulling him even closer to me.

His hand tucks a strand of hair behind my ear as the other one grips my chest, lifting my leg over him I get even closer.

My breathing gets heavy as my heartbeat picks up, and my mind is fuzzy as I kiss the man who has been on my mind for the last five years, the only man I have ever given myself to, the only man who has seen a vulnerable side of me.

I press myself against him as I hear him groan and grip my waist even tighter, I rub myself against him violently searching for a release I so desperately need from him.

My core aches to be filled as I press myself even closer to him and I break the kiss. "Gio.." I desperately plea, my voice begging for him.

"I know baby." He says before kissing me back, I find myself on top of his straddling his lap as I continue the friction between us, getting sexually frustrated at the need for more.

I feel him growing hard under me, fuck he's bigger than I remember, he presses against me hungry for more.

His fingers find their way into my panties as he rubs my clit slowly causing me to violently shudder against him.

Fuck.

His fingers leave my clit, I whine as I begin moving my hips again my clit pressing against his palm before his hand tightens at my waist forcing me to stop.

"Wh-" my sentence is cut off as he pushes two of his thick fingers into me causing me to bite his shoulder concealing the scream I almost let out.

"Ride my fingers, baby.." I regain consciousness as I begin bouncing slowly on his long fingers.

"Oh fuck.." I say as I push against his fingers until they reach a spot that scratches an itch that was been itching for five years my eyes roll back as I start riding his fingers faster.

It's just not enough as I try to chase my release, noticing my struggle Gio begins pumping his fingers into me. Hard.

"AH-" his hands slap against my mouth stifling the scream I need to let out, he doesn't stop his fingers from pounding into me, my back arches as my hands rest on his legs as I try to match his speed with my hips.

"Fuck... I'm close..." I say as I feel my release rushing towards me, his other hand pinched my clit causing me to moan before he rubs the pain away.

I began violently shaking as I tried to focus on keeping this feeling going for as long as possible but my body was begging for a release that I couldn't hold anymore.

"Let me see you." As soon as the words leave his mouth I am crumbling, shaking violently as my orgasm hits me harder than a semi-truck.

Out of breath, I lay on his chest, my body shuddering as he removed his fingers, leaving me on his twitching as I tried to calm down from the release.

"So beautiful.."

I can feel him against me, still hard as I move my hand down into his pants before he stops me grabbing my arm.

I look up at him in question.

"You need sleep... let's get you cleaned up." He says as he sits up.

This man...