Filed to story: Submitting to My Bestie’s Daddy Read Online >>???
Elio knelt down and helped me step out of my high heels. I looked down at him regally, finally feeling for the first time what I had wanted all along—that we were true equals. I saw it in his eyes. He respected me the way I wanted to be respected. He would protect me, but in return, I would protect him.
We were in this together, fully.
As he stood back up, he trailed his hands up my body, lightly touching each curve until he stopped at my cheeks. He held my face as he looked into my eyes, and for the first time, I felt truly seen. There was no misunderstanding between us.
He knew me.
“You are everything to me,” he whispered.
The reverence in his voice brought tears to my eyes. To be loved like this… it felt almost terrifying. It was like being peeled back to who I was at my core, and I wondered how I had ever survived not being understood at this level.
This was the realest love I’d ever felt, the truest relationship I’d ever had. He saw the tears in my eyes and swiped them away with his fingers before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me to his chest. I could hear his heart beating against my ear, and I knew it would be the sound that would always bring me comfort.
“I love you,” I said, my words muffled. I pulled out of his embrace so I could look into his eyes once more, “I love you, Elio, so much.”
“I love you, Caterina. I always will.”
Pressing his forehead to mine once more, he ran his hands up under my shirt and splayed his fingers over my ribs, just resting there, enjoying the small points of contact. I reached out and untucked his shirt, pushing my hands up under it until I was resting them against his bare chest.
We breathed in tandem, the desire between us growing with each breath until it felt impossible not to tear our clothes off so that we could touch more of each other.
I pulled my hands away from him and tugged at my outfit, quickly pulling it off as he did the same with his suit. Once we were both bared to each other, he pressed me against the door again, reaching down to hook one leg around his waist so that I was open to him.
I felt his body pressing against mine as he kissed me, and I felt myself growing wetter with need as his hardness moved against my most sensitive places.
When I was on the verge of collapsing with desire, he easily reached down and gripped me under the ass so that he could carry me to the bed as I stayed wrapped around him. Our mouths never once broke contact. It felt too important to stay connected. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing it even for one second. We continued our kiss even as Elio sat down on the edge of the bed, straddling me over his lap. He let go of my ass so that he could move his hands up to massage my breasts, rubbing his thumbs enticingly over my nipples as he thrust his tongue in my mouth.
I moaned and rocked against him, more than ready to take him. I braced my hands on his shoulders as he moved his mouth down my throat and dragged his tongue first across one nipple, then the other. I arched my back, desperate to give him more access to my body.
Finally, he put his hand between us and used his fingers to circle my clit. His movements were smooth, but I could feel the tightness in his shoulders as he tried to tamp down his own desire in order to spend more time on me.
That lovely familiar feeling welled up in my core and I knew that I was going to orgasm in seconds. Elio knew too, he watched my face and saw the way my mouth popped open as I got closer and closer. He smiled up at me, momentarily forgetting his attention on my breasts as he watched the pleasure that I knew was evident on my face.
I kept my eyes on his. I wanted to see the look on his face as he dragged my orgasm from me. With one more circle, I was gone. I was caught somewhere between a moan and a shriek as he continued his smooth motions. Elio chuckled at my erratic noises, loving the effect he had on me.
Gently, Elio moved me so that I was lying flat on my back. I almost felt self-conscious as he looked down on me, laid totally bare in front of him, my thighs slick with my release, but then I saw the look in his eyes as he stared down at me.
There was nothing there but the purest love I had ever seen. I had nothing to be scared of with him.
Quickly pulling on a condom, he positioned himself over me, bracketing my head with his arms. He kept his eyes on me as he pushed into me. I saw the way his jaw clenched as the first wave of pleasure overtook him just before he leaned forward so that he could kiss me, his mouth moving in time with his thrusts.
I writhed and moaned beneath him, allowing myself to fully let go in the moment. Everything was perfect. There were no more secrets between us, nothing left to hold us apart. Our connection had never been stronger, and I felt it as he moved within me. This was what I had wanted from Elio all along. Knowing that we’d finally gotten to this point made our lovemaking all the better.
He closed his eyes as his hips began working harder, thrusting into me with more and more fervor as he got closer to his own orgasm. His movements hit me exactly where I needed, and before long we were both climaxing together, desperately moaning each other’s names as our pleasure overcame us.
“I love you,” he whispered over and over again, his body heavy over mine as I whispered the same words back.
When he rolled off me, I was far too exhausted to do anything. Seeing that I wasn’t going to get up, he adjusted me so that I was laying on my pillow, then tucked the covers up around me before he got up. I wiggled around a bit to get comfortable.
Although he was only gone for a few seconds, I had already started to fall asleep before he came back. He slipped into the bed behind me, pulling me close to his chest and draping his arm over my waist, where I could feel him rubbing lazy circles against my skin with the very tips of his fingers. His touch made me shiver against him.
“Careful, you’ll get me going all over again,” he murmured so close to my ear.
I smiled as his breath gave me goosebumps.
“Maybe that’s exactly what I want,” I challenged, wiggling against him purposefully.
He laughed but soon stilled me with his hand. “I would love to spend all night worshiping your body, but I’m exhausted. That was… amazing.”
My heart glowed at his words. I was happy to know that it had felt different to him too. Something about finally agreeing to open ourselves up to each other and be fully honest had deepened our relationship in a way that I never knew was possible.
Elio’s breathing evened out and his hand over my waist went limp. I closed my own eyes, nearly on the edge of sleep myself.
A loud knock on the door made me nearly jump out of my skin. Elio startled awake, sitting up and looking around as though there was an intruder.
There was another loud knock, making us both look toward the door. I glanced down at my naked body and lay down in the bed, doing my best to cover myself up.
Elio got out of bed and grabbed his nearest pants, pulling them on as he walked toward the door. When he opened it, I was unsurprised to see Alessandro’s face over his shoulder. I slunk lower into the bed, unwilling for Alessandro to see me like this.
“I have news,” Alessandro said.
I had no idea what it could be, but I knew that if he was coming to us this late at night, it couldn’t be anything good.
*Elio*
“Sorry to interrupt,” Alessandro said as he took in the fact that I was wearing suit pants with no shirt.
I was glad that we were in my parents’ suite where the bedroom was separate, though I suspected Cat was getting up to see what was going on for herself.
I threw a look over my shoulder and saw her through the half-open bedroom doorway, leaning forward as much as she could while still keeping herself covered. I tried and failed to keep a smile off my face as I turned back toward Alessandro and put an arm up on the doorframe, blocking his view into the room. To his credit, Alessandro avoided looking in her direction.
“What’s the news?” I asked, knowing Caterina was probably even more curious than I was.
“I finally had one of my men get eyes on Antonio. He’s trailing him as we speak.”
“Shit, that’s great news. Let me get dressed and I’ll go to wherever they’re at,” I said, quickly turning around and gathering up the clothes that I had carelessly thrown to the floor earlier.
“Fuck no,” Alessandro said. “I can’t have you drawing any attention. If Antonio gets one look at you, he’s going to be gone to the wind. If he disappears on us again, we might never find him. This is way too important to let you get in there and potentially mess it all up.”
I turned to face him again, my search for clothes forgotten. “I need to do this, Alessandro. This is my fight. Antonio has been threatening Caterina and her mother for far too long. I don’t want to go back to the States without at least laying eyes on the bastard.”
“And what are you going to do when he sees you and runs away… or worse, sees you and starts shooting? We know the man doesn’t give a shit when it comes to opening fire in public places. I can’t risk it. My guy is good. He won’t lose him.” Alessandro crossed his arms, clearly trying to indicate that the discussion was over. But he wasn’t used to dealing with me at least not as much as his other men. I wasn’t used to blindly obeying orders.
“I’m not an idiot,” I said. “I know how to go unnoticed. I might not have as much experience as you, but I know what I’m doing.”
“I never said you were an idiot. But Antonio knows what you look like. He has no idea what my guy looks like. My guy could go up and talk to him and he’d be none the wiser. Don’t you get that? You could ruin this entire operation!”
“I understand the risks involved. I just want to be able to see him, that’s all. I won’t do anything stupid. I’ll stay out of it, I promise. Your guy will call all the shots.”
Before Alessandro could open his mouth to argue back, Caterina slipped beside me, wrapped in a thick duvet. I instinctively wrapped my arm around her waist, presenting a united front. I was sure that she would back me on this. If anyone wanted to lay eyes on Antonio before we left Italy, it was her. Of all of us, her life had been the one most fucked up by Antonio.
“Alessandro’s right,” Cat said, looking up at me confidently.
My jaw dropped. How could she betray me like that… and right in front of Alessandro? I had no problem with her disagreeing with me privately, but in front of others, I hated it. I didn’t want people to think that we weren’t on the same page.