PIETRO GIACOMETTI *Fuck*Wood carving was hard. Quite difficult in fact, but this was also one of the many times I was quite proud of how quickly I learned stuffs. Handmade things. Peaches would definitely swoon over a gift I made with my own hands. She could dump the numerous jewellery I got her somewhere and dump every other fancy gift, only wearing or using them when she laid her eyes on them and thought them perfect for the occasion but handmade stuffs? She would fucking cherish it and that was how I found myself at this point...I had thought of making a painting but to be very honest, I knew I wasn't too good with that and it was a pretty common thing to do. I didn't want common, especially when common was that difficult too. I have hoped wood carving would be slightly easier and faster to get a grab of but it wasn't so easy, so far. It was tougher than painting but hell, it felt more special than painting so wood carving it was. I had had quite a number of tutors already and
THE NEXT MORNING CAILY GALILEO I woke up first today. Maybe because I had slept while Pietro had been out yesterday so I woke up a little bit earlier this morning. According to the table clock, it was four minutes past 6am. I moved my gaze from the not so interesting sight of the table clock to a very interesting and appealing sight. The man holding me in his arms. I moved slightly in his arms to see his face better and heavens, I think I would have to wake up early from now on to take a glimpse of this face before he got up. Messy hair was splayed all over his forehead, in a way that suggested that he might have run his fingers through them a few times overnight but maybe that was me. And then his closed eyes... With his eyes open, Pietro was fucking handsome. Those light brown eyes that seemed to brighten in a dark way whenever they landed on me. But with those eyes closed, Pietro was a fucking piece of artwork. My gaze slowly went over his features, taking my time fully
CAILY GALILEOPietro grabbed me by the waist while I still shivered in the light of my climax. He pulled himself to sit up against the headboard and pulled my head to his, kissing me. A soft moan left me into the kiss as I kissed him back, my hands on his broad shoulders. I gasped as two fingers thrusted into my still squelching pussy. My lips shook against his, as the kiss turned less deep. He brushed his lips against mine, his other hand moving up my back so slowly and so slightly that it kept me quivering and then all at once, his hand reached into my hair and he grabbed it."Aahhh" my breath was shaky, his grip firm in my hair. "Red." He said the words and my brows pulled together a bit, confused before a thrust of his fingers in my pussy set my brows on another expression. "That's your safe word. You might be needing it."A safe word. What... What was he planning to do to me? "What's your safe word?" He pulled at my hair and a whimper left my lip."Red" I gasped out. "Good.
CAILY GALILEO HE WAS RIGHT.Pietro was right that the most appealing option is not always the best option because as he dropped me into a room I had not entered into for over a week, I knew I was going to be crazy very soon. Into the red room. Pietro dropped me on the bed. I was still in the ripped sleep wear, legs betraying my once upon a time ability to work. "Spread your legs, Peaches" His deep voice came and my legs, the same ones that betrayed me obeyed him instantly and my legs immediately parted wide. "You have a very pretty pussy, carino. Every inch of you is so pretty. Every bit of you is such a beauty that overwhelms my being." His fingers trailed my thighs lightly and I swallowed hard as his fingers moved closer to my sensitive, twitching pussy. I sucked in a deep breath as his fingers got very close to my slit. "How about I make you cum on my face? Have your pussy on my face and make you grind this sweet cunt on my face. Tongue fuck your pussy and rub your clit. How
Journie tapped slowly on his table. A combined act of impatience and control. He was impatient, gravely so but he was hell bent on keeping his impatience controlled. His face was twisted into a small frown as his gaze fixed onto the door. A knock came and Journie's frown lines vanished as his face smoothened into a calm look. "Come in." He said, his voice still having a hint of impatience that he immediately sought to get rid of by clearing his throat while the door opened, his female guest walking into the office. "Trisha." "Good day" Trisha smiled back at him, a tight smile as she walked up to the desk. "May I?""Sure, sure. You absolutely may."Trisha pulled the chair and sat down opposite Journie. "You said you had business for me.""Oh yes, I do. I did some checks on you and I found out that you recently worked for Pietro Giacometti"Trisha's body tensed a little bit at the mention of the name. "And? Why are you running checks on me?" She questioned. "It's nothing big. J
CAILY GALILEO Lips pressed to my forehead as I slowly stirred awake. "Hmm " I grumbled as I moved a hand to my eyes and rubbed lightly on it before fluttering my eyes open. "You are awake," Pietro whispered, looking into my eyes before kissing the tip of my nose. I closed my eyes for a short second before nodding and reopening my eyes. His gaze was mine. "Oh god, don't tell me you are thinking of..." I started. Pietro chuckled, a heartwarming sound coming from him and I could feel my heart rate pick up. He put a hand to my face, cupping it gently. "I love your eyes. They are beautiful and that's why I am staring, not cause I want to fuck you. I do want to fuck you but yeah, we can take a break for a tiny while." He caressed my cheek gently and leaned in a little bit more to kiss my jawline and then my neck. He pulled back up to look at me and moved his hand to my hair, gently patting it. "Let's go on a date tonight, what do you say?" He asked and my heart picked up
CAILY GALILEO My heart pounded hard as I waited for Dylan's next words, for what he had to say about Pietro. Hoping, desperately hoping that he was about to tell me that Pietro had saved him from that place he thought he would not be able to survive. Hoping even when I knew fully well that hope could not be true. That Pietro could never save Dylan from anything. "He kidnapped me and... And he... he tortured me." The dress in my hand dropped to the floor immediately as I felt a bang in my head with those words from Dylan. "Wh... What do you mean by that?" I stuttered out."I told you, Caily. That he is an evil person. I told you Pietro Giacometti is not human and he has no humane feelings or emotions in him. He kidnapped me, Caily and I almost died. I really thought I was going to die.""Pi... Pietro kidnapped you?" I asked the question even though it had clearly been confirmed just now. "Kidnapped was the least painful of what I went through. I was stabbed. My legs..." His voice
PIETRO GIACOMETTI I CAN'T.I can't lose her again. I have lost Caily once before and I had to stay nine fucking years without her. That could not happen again. I ran a hand through my hair, pulling it back with a quite strong grip. My breathing was irregular and I was feeling a whole lot of fucking awful feeling all at the same time. Regrets. I should not have let that bastard live! I had let him live eventually because of Caily, because I didn't want this to fucking happen. Because I was trying to put a leash on myself for her but this is what happens when I try to leash myself. Regrets! Fuck! I should have killed him, killed the bastard who had come for him too. But the regret wasn't what hurt the most. It was this almost fucking familiar feeling of loss. I hated the feeling so fucking badly that I just wanted to pull at my own heart and fucking rip it out to stop this maddening ache. Yet, I wanted that ache. In fact, I wanted my heart to ache even more because I had hurt her ag
CAILY GALILEO He is worried about me and I completely understand that he is concerned for my wellbeing but I also knew that Pietro got too worried a lot of times. Even during times when literally nothing could happen, he'd get worried about me but I wasn't some unique being, sought for by gangs and dangerous people and I could be survive without multiple safety measures in place just like every other human. "We will meet in three hours, then." I said with a light smile on my face and ended the call. I tucked the phone back into my pocket and returned my gaze to the man who was still staring at me intensely. "Uhm..." I started off, pressing my lips into a thin line and studying the expression on his face while trying to choose an approach.Go gentle or be stubborn. "How did your chat with your friend go?" He asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Went well." I shrugged slightly, pretending not to notice the sarcasm. Pietro's brows arched closer to each other, his eyes hinting
PIETRO GIACOMETTI "You are back" Caily propped herself up on the bed, her gaze on me with a light smile on her face.I walked further into the room, not particularly returning her smile but not frowning either. I joined her in bed, picking her up and dropping her on my laps. "That was an important call, wasn't it? See why you should have picked it up?" She asked, fingers gently drifting into the tip of my hair. "Right. That was an important call but it's more important for me to talk to you about this."The smile on her face vanished, her brows creased with worry. "There are a lot of things for you to probably be worried about, loving me. And I know you are getting worried for me even as much as I try to take all those worries away. But something, you silly never have to worry about is another woman." I held onto her waist, my eyes boring holes into her exciting blue eyes. "I... I really was just joking" She whispered. "I..." I stopped and drew in a deep breath before exhaling
PIETRO GIACOMETTI "Hmmm" Peaches purred softly while I gently patted her hair, her head on my chest and her arms around me. She raised her head up and pouted her lips. I kissed her pouted lips, feeling a burst of excitement. I could not hold back the grin on my face."What's funny?" She asked, a small playful frown on her face. "Funny? Is it funny? I do not think so.""Then why are you grinning?"I moved a hand to her chin and kissed her on the lips. "Because..." I kissed her again. "You could have sworn a couple weeks ago that you would never..." Another kiss. "Never ever..." Kisses. "Lift your head towards me for a kiss." I kissed her and saw her face turn flustered. "Well, people change." She tried to hide her smile. "And this change... It's the best change I could ever witness in my lifetime." I kept my hand on her chin to prevent her from looking away from me. "Don't look away. I love it when you look at me. I love how you look at me.""And how do I look at you?" More i
CAILY GALILEO Hard. Fast. Wrecking. Those were the thrusts I was getting from behind with my head pressed to the dinning table. My pussy walls were being stretched and my lips let out, desperate, slutty moans as well as pleas."Hmm... Fuck..." A spank to my ass, his hand pushing my face against the table as he fucked me hard. "Aaah... Aaah" I whimpered and moaned as his deep strokes hit a spot too good for me to keep holding back. "Please sir, I will do anything. Please let me cum" I begged as he fucked me mercilessly, like he was enacting some sort of revenge on my pussy. My body quivered and shook, my toes curled and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. "Whether I let you cum or not, you will do anything I ask you to..." He corrected me and I cried out, knowing that was true. "I will! I will do it all... Please... Oh fuck... Ah! Heav... Pie... Pietro! Fuck!" I groped my tits and squeezed desperately hard, trying to hold back my orgasm. It was like trying to tie a wild wolf
CAILY GALILEO On my knees. Hands locked behind my back. A strong hand in hair. Cock in mouth. I was exactly where I needed to be. In front of a man, my man with his hard cock in my mouth while he relished the meal I had made for him. "Hmmm" I moaned around his cock head before letting his cock out of my mouth and running my tongue all over the head of his cock.The grunt of pleasure that left his throat was straight to my pussy. Wet, horny and very much in need of Pietro's cock filling me up again.My nipples were hard against the fabric of my blouse and my entire body ached for him as I tried to direct all my need to licking his cock. The taste of Pietro's cock was addictive to me and I had fucking missed it too over the past few days. I moved my mouth back to the head and slowly took his thick, hard cock into my mouth, taking him in ever slowly and feeling every inch that I could let in to my mouth. "Fuck..." He growled as I took him in further than I had been doing earlier.
PIETRO GIACOMETTI "DINNER!" Caily had a big smile on her face as she showed me to the private dinning room. The table was filled with several dishes and the aroma of the dishes hit me but I was immediately calculating how long it would have taken her to get this ready. "Heavens" I gasped, walking further in. "Peaches. How long did you spend cooking?" I faced her."Not that long and it's nothing at all. As long as you eat loads of it, I am going to feel fulfilled enough." She had a huge, proud smile on her face."Oh baby, trust me to stuff myself full..." I raised her chin, lowered my head and kissed her on the lips before yanking her off the floor, pulling a chair and settling myself into the chair as I settled her onto my laps. "I need to feel you more. It's been four days." I said to her and she pulled her body closer to mine, a soft giggle leaving her. A giggle that soothed me. "Shall we begin, then?" She asked softly."Absolutely but aren't we forgetting something? You said
CAILY GALILEO "I am alright. Perfectly so, especially now that you are back. God, I missed you so much, Pietro" I leaned my face into the warmth of his palm, my eyes meeting with his intense gaze that held both love and need for me. "I love you so fucking much too, Pietro" I whispered to him, not able to get my voice over a whisper anymore. My body was automatically melting against his body.The car door shut, an indication that the driver was now out of the car. I had not even thought about the presence of the driver when I threw myself on Pietro. "I have missed you terribly." He groaned and with his gentle and yet firm hold of my waist and my face, he pulled me closer to him slowly, his gaze flickering between my eyes and lips and the moment, our lips touched, he ravaged mine. That snapping groan that left him and the moan of satisfaction and need that left me warped perfectly as his lips sucked on mine, kissing me hard as his hand on my waist moved to my ass and gave it a grope
PIETRO GIACOMETTI "Finally done trying to win me over?" Mandy questioned as I stepped towards the door, not saying a word to her. I didn't have so much time to waste. "Not done. I will be back when I am certain the reason I am here in the first place is fine." I gritted the words out and Mandy instantly shot up to her feet. "What is wrong with Caily?" "I have no fucking idea. She visited an hospital out of the blues and she's lying to me it's just a fucking casual medical checkup. She is not fucking telling me the exact reason why she visited an hospital and the little bastards I left around her can't seem to point out what is wrong with her either!" I let out, feeling the rage run through me more aggressively for a few seconds. Mandy stared at me for a few seconds with no response and I really didn't have that patience right now. I grabbed the door knob but her voice stopped me. "You don't have to come back. You already finished what you were here for." I glanced back at h
PIETRO GIACOMETTI The situation with Mandy had gotten slightly better but my state was getting terrible. Just hearing Caily's voice alone wasn't enough for me anymore. I had never been a very patient man and it was taking me several calls with Caily to get my patience running. Everything was for her. Every wasted meal, every gift I had delivered by my men that was thrown out, every act of supposed kindness, every word spoken. Everything was for her. And by several calls, I meant a whole lot of calls was made to sustain me.And it was paying off. For instance, right now, I was seated across Mandy who was eating. Eating a meal I had prepared and she had not yelled at me to get out of her home all day. My phone rang and I pulled the phone out, expecting it to be Caily. She had promised to call me back in a few minutes. Imagine my disappointment when I realised it wasn't Caily but Niel. He had sent about three more messages over the span of two days, letting me know the President was