Bella Mafia

Chapter 34

As soon as they got into the car, he watched her kick off her shoes, raise his arm and snuggle into his side while expelling a satisfied sigh.  He didn't want anything else out of life except what he had, right here and now.

He couldn't wait to see her reaction to what he had planned at home.  He was prepared for anything but hoped it would be exactly what he'd imagined.

Pulling into the drive, he gently roused Calli, telling her they were home.  "Hmm, Vincent."  Just the way she said his name, her breathy little voice, made him want to make love to her, right there, but he would restrain himself because after his surprise, he had a feeling they would be all over each other the rest of the night.

"Cara mia, remember I have one more thing for you tonight" he told her, his words causing her to smile.  Slipping her shoes back on, she told him that she was ready.

Taking her hand, they walked towards the backyard and then on to the little wooden bridge, which had crystal lights strung across both sides.

"Vincent, what's all this?"  She was smiling brightly at him, her eyes sparkling in the moonlight.  "Just a little further" he told her as they got off the bridge, walked down a short trodden path and into the clearing.

He heard her breath hitch at the sight in front of them.  There had been what looked like a hundred paper lanterns strung from the trees, lights put inside them, making it look like a wonderland.

There was a nice blanket spread on the ground and a bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket and two flutes.  He watched the look she was giving him, trying to piece together what was going on.

He brought her closer to the blanket, then before she could say anything, dropped to one knee.  Her hand flew to her face as a single tear slid down and then he went for his prepared speech.

"Calli, I know our meeting happened in about the most non-traditional way but the night you and nona arrived at the Bellagio I knew you were different than any other woman I'd ever known.

The love you have for her shone like a beacon and surrounded everyone you came into contact with.  Then I met you at the elevators and was drawn in by your beauty and sweetness, making it imperative that I know you better.

Needless to say, I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you.  Calliope Rose Mancini, will you marry me?"  Vincent pulled the ring box from his pocket, opened it for her and watched the tears start to flow.

"Yes!" Calli cried.  "I'll marry you!"  Vincent slipped the huge ring on her finger, brought her shaking hand to his lips and gently kissed her.  "You've made me very happy" he murmured.

Bringing her down to the blanket, he laid her on her back and started kissing her with all the passion he had inside him.

"Oh Vincent" she moaned as his hand found its way between her legs once again.  He rubbed her through the outside of her damp panties, his finger tracing her slit.

"Even now your body screams for mine" he breathed.  He watched with wonder as Calli's hand slid up the same path his had traveled and now lay on top, guiding his finger with her own.

After a bit, he felt her move both their hands inside her panties, dipping inside her warmth she circled their fingers around her cl*t, her hips moving in unison with their movements.

Her breathing had changed significantly, showing how close she was to her release and he gladly continued just for a glimpse of watching her come undone.

"Uh, ohh, yes!   God yes!" Calli cried as her body exploded, Vincent watching as she came, his c*ck desperate to be inside her.

When she'd finished, she shocked him by bringing her fingers to her mouth, licking herself from them and begging him for a kiss.  He gave in and gave her what she wanted.

Vincent shed his jacket and tie, unbuckled his belt and unfastened his pants, then he made short work of unbuttoning his dress shirt.  Once done, he bent Calli's knees and then pulled a condom from his pocket.

She watched as he pushed his pants and underwear down just enough to free his erection, tearing open the packet with his teeth, he sheathed himself and prepared to enter her.

Vincent pulled her panties to one side, holding them against her thigh, he used his other hand to guide his shaft into her, sinking so deep a sigh escaped his lips prematurely.

"Fanculo baby" he hissed as he started to move, her body already clinching tightly around his.   "Vincent" her words sounded primal as he plunged in and out of her.

Somehow he managed to keep himself from releasing inside her, the sweat building on his forehead, chest and abdomen.  He watched Calli move her hands to both breasts, massaging herself through the material of her dress.

"Oh God!"  He could feel how close she was because he was there himself so he brought his thumb to his mouth, wet it and searched for her bundled.

As soon as he touched her there, she screamed, grunted and groaned through her climax, causing him to lose himself as well.  "Damn it!" Vincent roared as his seed filled his condom, his body twitching from his orgasm.

He lay on top of her, when they'd finished, her hands moving tenderly through his damp hair.  He knew now that he'd rather die than never feel her touch again.  She was his and she would never belong to anyone else again.

"Vincent?"  Her voice rang out softly as a gentle breeze.  "Si, mi fiore?"  He responded.   "Thank you for making me yours, for loving me enough to make me your wife" her sweet words worth more than all the money in the world.

"My Calli, it is I that should be thanking you for accepting.  You have made me incredibly happy and I know now that I will never want for anything in this world ever again.  Everything I need is here, in my arms."

Vincent kissed her again and made love to her again, their bodies becoming and moving as one.  Their lives would never be the same again as they embarked on a life together marked with intrigue, danger and betrayal.