To Intrigue a Cavelli [The Seven Cavelli Brothers #1]

23. | Giving into Pleasure |

It was unstoppable, whatever they had between them. It was as though that first time with each other had broken a dam beyond repair and the water kept rushing through without a pause. Vitelli said he never dated and Ollie wasn't expecting anything in return, but they could barely keep their hands off each other. Even the simplest things set them off.

Between the both of them, sweet, soft moments were rare and hard to come by, Vitelli was relentless in his seduction and Ollie matched him to it in her own way. Even more so, Ollie's anger was something that turned Vitelli on like nothing else and he found himself riling her up even if it is just for the mindless, passionate sex that followed afterwards.

They would get into arguments over little things, and the most recent one was about her finding herself a new apartment. Ollie enjoyed Vitelli's company as much as he pissed her off at times. He had a gift of coming across as a complete asshole despite being a gentleman about it.

The pace of their growing companionship aside from their trysts in bed was scaring Ollie. Her feelings for him were too strong, even from the very first moment, though attraction was a part of it, she could easily find herself falling for him. And she does, Ollie was sure Vitelli was the kind of man who would ruin her for all other men.

She needed space away from him, she needed distance. Hence their current argument. "Why would you suddenly want a new apartment?" Vitelli demanded, both of them were in bed, naked from their rounds of sex, once against the wall outside the bedroom and twice on the bed. She had breached the topic out of the blue and Vitelli found himself getting angry by the moment.

"Because it's time! The stalker hasn't been active lately, the police haven't found him yet. And I can't continue living in your home, Vitelli." Ollie sits up on the bed to glare at him, Vitelli matches her glare from his place against the bedframe. "It is still dangerous. And what is wrong with my home? You have everything you need here along with the added security." He demands. "I need my own space Vitelli. I can't live in your home." Ollie tells him, her eyes are stubborn and Vitelli knows she wasn't going to let it go. He loved and hated that about her, she was a stubborn firecracker; wilful enough to eat a man alive or hold him in her spell for life.

"I invited you, Olivia, into my home." Vitelli glares, "If you need anything, you need only ask. I have no shortage of money." He says and Ollie's eyes narrow. She throws her hands up in frustration, "I have money too, Vitelli. I don't need yours. I'm moving out as soon as I get an apartment." Ollie tells him, it would cost her a pretty penny but the added security is something she needed right now, there was no other choice. Vitelli doesn't respond, he stares at her wordlessly and Ollie startles slightly at the arousal she sees in his eyes. Her eyes follow his line of sight and she realises that in her outburst earlier, she had forgotten to hold up the sheets over her breasts and now they were on full display.

"Vitelli..." Ollie starts but one scorching look from him has the words dying in her throat. It was that look. The one he wore just before he fucked her into oblivion. "Come here." He commands her, Ollie watches him for a moment. Vitelli doesn't repeat the command; he wants for her patiently. The intensity of his attention was unnerving sometimes. Vitelli had the way of looking at you as though nothing else matters to him in that moment other than you; that was how it was to have his full attention. It always made Ollie's heart skip a beat.

Wordlessly, Ollie crawls over to him, her breasts sway slightly at the movement. She had gotten over being self-conscious of her nakedness when with him, she'd been in the nude in front of him too many times for it to matter anymore.

"Good girl," Vitelli praises softly as he wraps her hair around his hand and pulls slightly, tilting her head and raising her lips to him as though she was an offering. He kisses her once, twice before he nips at her bottom lip; it was a silent command to open them. Ollie complies and is awarded with a firm twist of her nipple. She gasps into the kiss and feels Vitelli smile against her lips.