The Italian's proposal
Chapter 22
Timothy
They arrived at Timothy’s penthouse, she didn’t utter a word, and this worried him.
Her gray eyes were no longer tearing up.
He hated himself and considered himself one of the drops that filled Melody’s cup of feelings. He had made her leave, got her to her parents’ house and suffer.
They rode up the elevator in silence, she continued to not look at him.
He made a couple of calls to set her up with a tour of as many clothing and shoe stores as she wanted, looking to distract her.
“Melody...” he called to her as the doors opened and they entered the penthouse. “Gorgeous, if you need to talk, I’m here.”
“No. I’m fine,” she said without looking at him, walking to the room he offered her when she moved in with him.
By forcing her to move in with him.
He was beginning to realize that he would have been just like the others. He forced her into everything. To accept his proposal, to marry him, to move into his apartment, to not tell anyone that it was all a sham.
Yes.
He was one of the bunch. One who didn’t think about her and what she wanted.
About what might make her happy.
“No, gorgeous,” he said reaching for her and taking her cold hands in his, “you’re not okay. You don’t have to hide anything from me.”
“I don’t...”
“No,” he interrupted her, stroked her cheek. He wanted so hard to kiss her, to taste her, to try to soothe all the pain she’d been through at her parents’ house. “Don’t lie to my face, Melody.”
“I just don’t want to think about it,” she murmured, biting her lips.
“But you must think about it. You have to or you won’t be able to close the loop and move on,” she was surprised how easily he could talk to her like that, calmly, lovingly. He was a heretic if he didn’t admit that he had grown fond of Melody Redford.
“You’ve become a psychologist in less than a day? I’m surprised you want me to talk now, when I’ve been trying for days and you wouldn’t listen.”
“I know and I will regret all my life for what I caused you,” he said seeking her gaze, he took her chin and lifted it so she could see his face. He was sick of being misunderstood and her not believing him. Even though he had only been looking for that reaction. “I’m terribly sorry. You don’t know how much I’ve hated myself since I found out it wasn’t you.”
Melody said nothing for several seconds. For a moment he thought she was going to faint or that her brain was finally tired of keeping up the appearance of not caring at all.
“Melody...” he said, her eyes glittering addictively.
“Can you be quiet for a moment,” she interrupted as she pulled his face close and stood on tiptoe, kissing him softly.
But he had been wanting all night to kiss her. He took her in his arms and deepened the kiss until she moaned against his lips.
“I want you,” she said pressing herself tighter against him. “Make me forget everything.”
He couldn’t take advantage of her no matter how much his member screamed at him otherwise.
“Melody...”
“No, don’t say I’m not well. I don’t care. Tonight, I don’t want to think. I don’t care to think. I know you just want to marry me to make a profit. I’m all alone in this world anyway.”
“Don’t say that Melody. Your father loves you. While he may not have been on his best behavior at first, I’m sure your family will come around.” If they didn’t, he would ensure that she was happy.
That thought came to him suddenly and he couldn’t dismiss it.
He locked his gaze on her. On how her eyes looked at him desiring what her lips uttered.
“I don’t want to take advantage of you.” He did want to, but he controlled himself as best he could. “I want you. Ever since I saw you, ever since I kissed you, ever since I held you close... I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. Don’t ask me to do this, I won’t be able to stop.”
That was why he had been so upset to find out that she was behind the robbery. Or at least that’s what Equilay made him think.
Because he was attracted to this flirtatious little woman, so distinct and easy to endear herself to.
“Take advantage of me. Do what you want. Be a dog. But tonight, love me,” she kissed him again, this time harder, more intense. “No regrets Timothy. For a moment forget I’m pregnant, look at me differently. I know I’m not so...”
“Hush,” he kissed her, trying to make her forget her insecurities.
To him she was beautiful in a peculiar way, one he didn’t understand.
He kissed her with absolute desire, caressing her lips with his, playing with her mouth, she was receptive and parted her lips so he could insert his tongue. It was paradise. She kissed him as if she were making love to him with her mouth.
crazy and unleashed something in him
up, still kissing her lips and led her to
that she was
hurt your child, I wouldn’t forgive myself if for
researching sex while pregnant or if she simply had done it with the father of the
the bed
funny? Do I
going to make love with you,” she bit her lower lip and stood
sure of the reality they shared. “Nothing is going to stop me from enjoying tonight what I’ve been dreaming of for days,” the confession managed to make her startle. “You don’t
on top of his erection, the one that throbbed and
Desire her?
That was an understatement.
looking at the spot where her
turn me on. Never doubt my desire for
didn’t know you could find me attractive,”
mi guardi così, non sarò in grado di controllarmi,” and it was true, if she kept looking at him, so eager and aroused, he wouldn’t be able to control
like it when you speak Italian to me,” Melody looked at him and glued right to him, she pulled her dress over her head
eyes seemed to
the edge of the bed and took off her shoes and they fell at
bump, growing in her lower belly. But if he didn’t know she was indeed pregnant, he wouldn’t believe there was
him
care. He began to leave small kisses from the soles of her feet, all the way up her thighs, leaving a trace of
He wanted her.
the gray gaze on him, that increased the
lips, seeking them desperately, with hunger and desire. He bowed his head and felt his stomach grow nervous. He wasn’t a virgin, but he was
the fabric of her bra. They were small and round, they fit
slid her tongue across his lower lip, causing him to let out a growl and pull her
trembling and thirsty in
with which he kissed her. He felt her fingers on his neck, on his chest, unbuttoning the buttons of his shirt. When he felt her hands were too much for him, he pulled away from her lips a little
he
care, I have more,” and he kissed her again. Devouring her mouth. He felt as if the hunger on his
like eating after a month of being famished. And she didn’t help to
thong from his pants and as he felt her fingers near his erection, he wanted to pass out and at the same time ride her,
of Flash, he stripped, standing
kissing her neck, and causing her to squirm in his arms. Without removing her bra, he embraced one of
her as if he felt that at any moment she would break, gently, lovingly,
be inside her, he wanted to take it as slowly as possible,
That thought depressed him.
want her to remember
would mean he would no longer be by
where her ultimate pleasure was
sex, caressing her entire exterior with his tongue. Just where his fingers had been a few seconds before. The smell of musk flooded the
pleasure-filled moans. He inserted two fingers inside her, while with his mouth, he sucked and sucked with awareness and delight her clitoris. It was a delight to feel her and hear her let
“Tim...”
as he thrust his fingers deeper and harder inside her. He felt her pussy contract around his fingers and watched her raise
She was beautiful.
inside her, until he saw her gently come down from the cloud she had
so damn beautiful. I’d give anything to always see you happy,” the confession was so deep that
make love to me,” she pleaded clutching his face, “make love to me and don’t think about tomorrow. We’re
of anything if you look at me like that. If
fair,” she smiled, and he melted as he watched her. Every detail wrapped him up more. “I haven’t thought about anything else for days now, but you. You knew how to get inside my
and show you how you never think about anyone else again, for the rest of your
was for the heat and pleasure of
time he didn’t stop until he felt her under his body, full of pleasure and heat. He pushed
didn’t have any kind of disease and pregnant she already was. He didn’t have time to think about anything else. He always had been careful about sex, but on this occasion, he looked for every reason, to feel satisfied,
his ear, as he began to move slowly, giving her time to get
were clenched. He could barely get the words out. He was trying to control himself. But Melody’s inner muscles
he thought
he
hurts,” she
breasts rise and fall with his movements. It was heavenly. He felt as if they had been making love all their lives. She closed her eyes and let herself be carried away by pleasure. Timothy was burning with pleasure and she grips his hands, made him thrust
right? If it hurts, the slightest
opened her eyes and beamed reassurance at him, not taking away the worry
and pulled out of her body slowly, though his member throbbed, and the
him. “You lead the pace. Tonight, is all about you. I want you to enjoy, I want you to come and scream my name. But I want you to be the one in
to hurt the baby,” she realized he was
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