*Mature content ahead*  I freaking blushed while writing it! 

I felt something shift next to me, so I slowly opened my eyes, expecting the worst, but I only saw darkness. It was still two in the morning. I got confused and alarmed. I glanced to my left and saw Dario moving in his sleep and muttering incomprehensible words. I closed the distance and tried to listen. 

My heart broke at what I heard.

"Mi dispiace, papà... I can't catch your uccisore. I am w-weak... I am... worthless... I want to die so I can see you. Be with you."

He could not even rest in his sleep as the demons of his past haunted him.

I felt terrible that he had to suffer in his sleep. Mafia Don or not, he was once a child. His childhood was stripped from his grip way too early. 

I decided to try my luck as I wrapped my arm around his torso and ran gentle circles on the nape of his neck. "You are not worthless, Dario. It's okay to feel weak sometimes, but that doesn't make you weak. You are a human with a heart of gold, and you made my life more exciting and better..." My quiet voice made him calm down and stop wrestling with the covers. 

I smiled at my small victory.

After a few minutes of silence and me pondering over my life so far, I knew he was awake because I felt his intense gaze on me. It was pitch black, but my senses were sharper than ever. I kissed his jawline and sighed. 

"You have me now. You have Enola, Andrea, Basilio, and everyone in the mafia. You are not alone, so don't be selfish and think about leaving us behind! Leaving this world behind."

Silence. This time, I felt his thoughts running wild, so I kissed his cheek.

"Did I sleep talk?" he whispered, flipping us over and caging me in his arms. He nuzzled his nose into my neck and took a deep breath, making me chuckle. His subtle beard tickled me.

"Yeah, and I want you to speak to me whenever you feel lonely. You are not alone, Dario. You have an army of loyal people with you and around you. We will catch Atlas and everyone involved in your dad's murder, but I want you to focus on the now. I don't want the thought of death to cross your mind. Not ever again!"

I did not realize I was crying until he wiped the tears away and kissed my forehead. Most of his weight was on me, but I did not mind. His touch was soothing.

"Bambi... I am sorry."

I shook my head. "Don't apologize to me. Apologize to yourself. If the thought of death crosses your mind ever again, I will save you the trouble and kill you myself!" As soon as I said that, he burst out laughing. "I am not joking," I said, smiling, knowing I would never harm him.

"Now that I am not sleepy anymore, let's have some fun," he suggested as he lit a small lamp so we could see each other. I tried to sit on the bed, ready to watch something to pass the time, but he quickly pinned me under him, stopping me from moving. "I meant bed fun." His smirk made me blush so hard. 

I tried to cover my face, but he held my hands above my head.

He was dominant yet gentle at the same time.

Did I like that?

"You know I am not-"

He cut me off with a gentle smile. "I know, we will wait until after our wedding..."

I rolled my eyes at his words. "You smooth motherfucker," I muttered, and he chuckled at my embarrassment. We did not say I love you yet without the 'I think' part, and he was already thinking of our future. I did not know if we were rushing things. I did not want to overthink it.

"I feel like you always curse at me whenever you are sexually frustrated. Let me do the honors, Bambi." He dropped most of his weight on my body, connecting our lower regions through the fabric of our clothes, and on reflex, I closed my thighs. Or, I tried.

He placed his knee between my legs, preventing me from closing them. "Bambi, amore mio. Can I touch you?" His request for permission would always make me happy. He always respected my desires and boundaries, but now I just wanted him to feel me up.

"You can remove my underwear..." I whispered, afraid I would escape if I raised my voice a tad bit more. I was not as skinny as those beautiful models, but I was not insecure about my appearance either. I just did not know what Dario's preference was.

"Come again?" He tightened his hold on my wrists, not painfully, but enough to let me know he could not believe what he had just heard. I could not believe what I just said.

I sighed in frustration, too bothered down there to maintain my patience. I cursed under my breath. "I said, you can remove my panties, you fucking idiot! Keep up." I raised my head and slammed my lips to his. He was taken aback at this open opportunity and kissed me back as passionately as he did the first time.

His tongue slid inside my mouth, and so did his hand as it traveled down. It reached my abdomen, and I almost bit his lip when his fingers brushed my core inside my underwear and shorts. His rough, big hand felt so cold on my skin. I smiled nervously into the kiss. I did not know what to do.

"Lift your hips for me, Bambi."

I did what he asked, feeling like a red tomato ready to explode from embarrassment, and he swiftly removed my shorts and underwear, leaving me exposed. Naked. Bare.

Oh boy...

"Good girl," he proudly stated, dropping his head to look at my naked lower half. It felt weird and tacky that my upper body was still covered. So, while he was distracted, I gathered my courage, took the liberty, and removed my shirt, leaving me only in a lacy white bra.

His head snapped back to me, and his smile almost broke his face. "Stop staring!" I raised my knee and bumped his hip to make him stop. It was not my finest of ideas because this contact made my naked core brush with his, although he was still wearing pants.

"I can't while you are looking so marvelous! You are drop-dead gorgeous, Jolene. Ravishing."

Damn, he used my first name and not Bambi.

He must be serious.

"I am sure you will look even more beautiful without your bra," he said with a smirk as one hand was still on my core and the other hovered over my breasts.

I stared into his captivating eyes and grinned. "Help me unclip it then."

Screw shyness.

"Don't mind if I do. Sei così bella, ragazza mia."

Bella means beautiful, so I assume he said something good about me.

I was fully naked now, but he was still fully clothed, making me frown. I tugged on his shirt, removed it from under his pants, and took it off for him. He followed suit with his pants, leaving him only in his boxers. 

As he wanted to remove them, I panicked. My heart was about to jump from my chest. "Wait!" I yelped, and he stopped moving almost immediately. Concern painted his gorgeous face, and I felt bad.

"I am not ready to see it yet. I have never seen a man's sunshine before!"

He laughed as soon as I said those words, and I tried to cover my body with the sheets, suddenly feeling insecure. "You did not just call my dick sunshine!"

I scoffed. "Well, I did. Okay? I panicked! Now, Stop laughing!" I slapped his chest, and he laughed harder. 

Fuck men.

He kissed my temple, trying to make me look at him. I was pissed off. "Bambi, you are so innocent." I rolled my eyes because he was literally stating the obvious. "Don't worry. I will always respect your wishes. I won't remove them now, but just for the record, I am big..."

"Thanks for the unnecessary heads-up... no pun intended. I can see that. That's why I panicked, idiot."

It was his turn to roll his eyes, and I grumbled. "Just shut up and let me pleasure you," he remarked with a grin and kissed me one last time on the lips before he focused on my core. 

His hands went in slow motion around my private area, and I grew antsy with each passing second. He showered my thighs with tiny, short, wet kisses and drew nearer to where I wanted his mouth to be. I gripped his hair and raked my fingers through it since it was conveniently the closest thing I could hold.

From his low moan, I did a good job, so I rubbed his scalp as he inched nearer to where I needed him.

"Don't fucking tease me, you son of a bitch!" I tightened my grip on his hair and yanked on it. I saw him smirk at my misery. He was enjoying torturing me way too much. 

"I repeat, you get a foul mouth when you are horny and unsatisfied." I rolled my eyes. They might get stuck if I keep at it. He just needed to shut up and do his thing. "Well, my queen, your wish is my command."

His mouth finally made contact with my bothered area, and I sighed in contentment. "Fucking finally!" I was so needy. I did not recognize myself. Seeing as he liked it when I tugged his hair, I gripped it even tighter and dropped my head back on the pillow. I was feeling ecstasy for the first time in my life. 

"You are so wet for me, baby." He fastened his pace but then stopped his magic for a second. "Don't question the nickname like last time," he commented. In the last hour, I laughed and moaned. Cried out, and smiled more than I did my entire life. 

I was a big mess. 

"I wasn't going to. Now stop talking and put that mouth of yours to good work, please."

He grinned, feeling like he trapped me in the corner. I was fucking begging him. "Since you asked so politely..." He resumed his skilled tongue work, and I could not stop moaning and squirming my hips until I reached the limit of my release. "Come for me, amore mio." As those words left his mouth and his breath tickled my core, I let go.

I panted heavily as he ate me up. He licked and sucked, and I breathed heavily. He knew what he was doing, and I trusted him with everything in me. "You look so sexy, looking so exhausted and flushed. Only for me." He finished down there and raised his body to pin me under him again. 

His eyes were fixed on my boobs. "I feel like these two did not get enough attention from me, so let's not make them feel lonely, shall we?"

He took one of my breasts in his wet mouth, and I took this chance to touch him myself. I inched my hand above his boxer, and he glanced at me for a split second and continued his work, giving me the green light.

I put my big girl pants on and touched his sunshine.

His body jerked slightly at the contact but did not stop me. Even through the fabric, it felt huge and odd in my hand. "Is this right?" I asked, unsure if he was feeling good or if I was hurting him.

"This is perfect. Keep going, Bambi. I have been holding on since I removed your clothes. I am so close!" He dropped his head on my neck and bit the spot between my jaw and collarbone, closer to my collarbone. As I increased my hand speed, he kissed me roughly, groaning on my skin, as he reached his release.

His sounds and tongue made me hot and bothered again, so we both came at the same time.

Is this right? 

"Wow," he breathed out as he closed his eyes and rested his forehead on mine. Our chests were bumping due to our rapid breathing, and none of us seemed to have the power to move.

After a few minutes of just sitting there, I smiled at him. "I might get used to this," I commented once he wrapped his arms around my body and carried me effortlessly to the bathroom.

"Please, do. I don't mind doing this every day and night." He let me stand on my own under the shower and entered it with me, still wearing his boxers. "Let's take a quick warm shower and get back to sleep."

He turned on the faucet, and we just let the water soothe our bodies. "It's almost seven in the morning. You have work to do, and I need to sit with Phoebe and decide on an opening date for the branch. Do you want to decide with us?"

"I have a meeting at nine with a real estate agent, then a mafia check-up at eleven. So, I will see you at around twelve in the new branch."

I nodded and embraced him. "Sounds like a plan."

"Okay, now let me clean you up," he smirked, and I shook my head.

"Hell no. You won't just clean me up. I know you. We have two hours of sleep left, and I plan on using them."

He chuckled as he raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, Bambi. But I do need one more kiss," he said, and I smiled.

"Unbelievable."

~~~ 

26.10.2023 

So... did you like this spicy chapter? *hiding my face with my hands* 

At this rate, this book will be completed before the end of November. We'll see what happens :)