Chapter Six

                                    

                                          
Antonio had one hand wrapped around her neck, and then other on her ass, squeezing roughly before he crashed his lips on hers roughly. It seemed as if he let out all his frustration in that one kiss.
                          
Arabella finally pushed him away, although he didn't budge but he did break the kiss, allowing her to catch her breath. He trailed his lips down her neck, to her chest but stopped where the thin fabric of her tank top covered her skin.
                          
He mumbled something under his breath, before taking a step back from her. He looked Arabella up and down once more, before grabbing her waist tightly, their pelvises touching, causing her to blush but she soon forgot all about that as he ripped the shirt she was wearing.
                          
Gasping, she tried to pull away, and cover herself up although she still had a bra on. This seemed to anger Antonio because he all but threw her on the bed. She let out a small shriek before hitting the bed's surface. 
                          
Arabella began getting up before she felt Antonio push her back down on the bed, climbing on top of her. "I have waited a long time, Arabella, you will not deprive me, not of this," he groaned out, holding both her wrists in his one hand, above her head.
                          
He gave a bruising kiss to her lips before he pulled back. He then used his free hand to rip her bra off, causing her to jump up, into his chest.
                          
He pushed Arabella back down, and took his time admiring her. "Fuck, you're so beautiful," he whispered, more to himself than Arabella. She always thought she would have felt embarrassed or awkward being under such scrutiny but Antonio made her feel unashamed.
                          
He then bent his head down, capturing her one breast in his mouth, his hold on her hands loosened as it moved to her neglected breast. He soon switched breasts, pleasuring them both with equal concentration. 
                          
Arabella let out soft moans, which had her biting her lip in order to keep them in. Antonio noticed this and didn't appear to like it. "Don't hide yourself away, fiore, not from me," he said with such decisiveness it caused her to squeeze her legs together.
                          
He carried on his torment, her stomach tightening and she unintentionally held back the sounds that so desperately wanted to escape from her mouth. Antonio noticed this but didn't scold her, so she stayed as she was.
                          
Arabella could feel herself reaching her climax and just when she was about to finish, he pulled away, causing her to frustratedly cry out, clawing at his shirt in an attempt to pull him back to her.
                          
He pulled her up, placing Arabella on his lap as he placed his forehead against hers. "Why," he began breathily, his eyes filled with lust, "do you always have to disobey me?" he asked, making her heart flutter.
                          
She couldn't deny the fact that he was the most beautiful person she has ever seen. She blushed, giving him a small smile while she looked at anything but him.
                          
Before Arabella knew what was happening, he bent down, took her one breast in his mouth and roughly bit down on her nipple, he used his other hand to to do the same and pinch that nipple while thrusting his hips into hers, all at the same time. 
                          
Arabella's eyes rolled to the back of her head, as she cried out, her hands involuntarily entangling in his hair while she slightly pulled on it.
                          
"Cosi fottutamente bello." 
[Translation: So fucking beautiful]
                          
He then picked Arabella up, and put her under the duvet. He stripped off his suit, leaving him standing in just his boxers, causing her to blush as he caught her checking him out and chuckled.
                          
He then climbed into bed and crushed her against his chest, leaving a certain part of his anatomy to rub against her, causing Arabella to jump forwards a little but all he did was reposition her right on top of it.
                          
He kissed her neck before snuggling into it as he fell asleep.
                          
Arabella still couldn't believe what she had done. And with him of all people.