Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad by Scarlett Rossi
Chapter 385 -

*Giovani*

The love of my life was laid out on our bed looking at me with the most seductive eyes I'd ever seen, and all I wanted was to rip her clothes off and sink my cock deep inside her. But I wasn't a fucking animal, and I knew from experience that although fast, rough sex felt good in the moment, it was never as satisfying as taking my sweet time and worshipping Olivia's body the way she deserved.

She lay there expectantly, still looking a bit drowsy from the nap she'd taken on the way home, but definitely waking up quickly now that we were alone.

"What should I do to you, sweet Olivia?" I asked, wanting to hear dirty words on her delicate lips.

It drove me crazy to hear her tell me exactly what she wanted from me. She bit her lip as she thought, then looked up at me with a slow grin.

"I want you to strip for me," she said proudly.

For a second I was stunned into silence. Strip for her? I wasn't sure someone like me was even capable of making that look sexy. At the same time, I wanted to make her happy. I forced myself to stop overthinking it and reached up to take my shirt off by the collar. I had figured out that women absolutely loved that, and Olivia was no exception. As soon as I had my shirt off, her eyes were glazed over with lust. As always, when I was intimate with her, I was so fucking glad that I had kept up a solid gym habit over the years.

"Shirt for a shirt?" I asked her, not wanting to wait any longer to see her perfect body.

"Hm... I don't think that's fair, I'm wearing a dress. You owe me at least one other item of clothing," she responded.

Before she could even finish her sentence, I tugged off my socks and shoes.

"There, that's four," I said proudly. She had dropped her shoes somewhere before I had even gotten her to the bed. I knew all she had on her now was her dress, bra, and panties.

"You're cheating!" she protested, but she sat up to pull off her dress anyway.

No matter how many times I saw her naked, it would never stop taking my breath away. She was wearing a white lacy bra, and I could see her nipples peeking through the fabric. The thong she had on had shifted when she took her dress off, and I could almost see her folds. I wanted to taste her so badly my mouth was watering. She sat there looking up at me expectantly.

"What, that didn't count as four?" I asked.

"Definitely not!" she laughed. "Now strip!"

"My woman is so demanding," I muttered as I unbuckled my belt and whipped it out of my pants. The sound made her gasp and turned my thoughts to how fun it would be to tie her hands together with it, but that would be a game for another day. Right now, our mutual striptease was more than enough to get me going.

She reached up and slowly pulled one of her bra straps down her arm, looking at me to gauge my reaction. I was entranced watching her drag the white fabric down her creamy skin. Finally, she pulled the strap low enough to let her breast fall out of the bra cup. Before I could stop myself, I leaned over and took her nipple into my mouth. She moaned loudly and laid back to give me better access. My dick strained against my pants, but I was too focused on pleasuring Olivia to set it free.

She writhed beneath me, forgetting to even finish taking the bra off. I pulled the other side down for her, then switched to licking and sucking on that nipple. Her hands were in my hair, pulling me closer and closer to her until I was damn near suffocated by her ample breasts.

I reached one hand down and hooked it around the waistband of her thong before yanking down so that her sex was bared. While I continued to tease her breasts with my mouth, I moved my hand so that I could sink two fingers inside of her. As I suspected, she was already insanely wet for me. I groaned and nipped at her as I fought back the urge to take her right then and there. I wanted to slow down, but damn, it was hard to go slow with Olivia. Everything with her was so hot and heavy, from the moment we first started fucking. She brought a passion out in me that I hadn't ever felt before.

I continued to pump her with my fingers, occasionally dragging them across her clit until I was sure that she was on the verge of orgasm. Only once she was gasping and damn near incoherent did I finally allow myself to pull off my pants and underwear. When she saw what I was doing, she spread her legs wide for me and whimpered, "Yes, Gio, please, I need you."

Her words almost made me come without even touching her, but I managed to push my way inside of her hot core. She clung to me, pulling me closer with her arms and legs. I pressed my hand between us, determined to make her orgasm before me, no matter how close I was. She tugged my face closer and captured my mouth with her own, our teeth and tongues clashing together in our need.

With only a few more pumps, I could tell that she was on the cliff of a beautiful orgasm. I circled her clit with my thumb just like I knew she loved, and she gasped as she came. Her pussy clenched around me and forced my orgasm right out of me. The entire time, she kept her arms wrapped around me.

When I was sure that she was spent, I rolled off her and pulled her in close. I loved to cuddle with her after making her come. She always looked disheveled in the sexiest way. It was a vulnerable side of her, and I knew I was privileged to see it. If I spent every night like this for the rest of my life, I would die a very happy man.

"I love you," I murmured against her ear.

She snuggled in closer before responding, "I love you too."

We lay in silence for a little while longer when it occurred to me that I had no idea what kind of future Olivia envisioned for herself. I hoped that she planned for me to be a part of it, but I had no idea what she pictured other than that. Did she see herself having a family someday like I did?

"Carina, do you ever want to have kids?" I asked, knowing my question would seem out of the blue, but also that the best time to ask questions was when we were cuddled up happily in our bed.

"Hmm, I don't know," she said. "Maybe someday. Actually, yeah, I definitely want to be a mom, eventually. But I've got to get my degree first."

"I do too," I responded. "Want kids, I mean. I want them. I've always wanted them."

She kissed me on the cheek before saying quietly, "I'd love to have kids with you someday."

Her words warmed my heart. My whole life, I had always had women who were interested in me for a short fling, but I'd never thought that I would manage to replace someone who would want to really be with me and even start a family with

me.

"I know you will be an amazing mother," I told her honestly. She was such a patient and kind person, always aware of the others in the compound and what we needed. When she was ready, she would be the kind of mom every kid wished they had.

"That means a lot to me." Her voice sounded like she was tearing up. I squeezed her tight, reassuring her that I was there for her. "What would it look like if we had kids?" I asked, wondering if she'd want to stay home with them.

"I don't know. Maybe I could do part-time work or remote or something. I always loved that my mom could take me to work with her whenever I was out of school. I know that I wouldn't want them to have to go to daycare if we could help it. Unless it had an insane amount of security, I would never feel safe leaving them."

"I agree," I said roughly, hating the idea of anyone ever trying to hurt one of our hypothetical future children, "I'd much rather they stay here, safe with us. I could cut back on work too so that you could still pursue your career. Alessandro and Tallon would love to get more responsibilities, and I've been considering letting one of them become the Don someday anyway."

"You'll be a great dad," she said before rolling over on top of me and kissing me deeply.

The feeling of her body pressed against mine had me turned on all over again, and she knew it. At some point, she had managed to pull her bra off the rest of the way so she was fully naked, pressing her bare body against mine. I could feel every curve, and I wanted her again, badly.

She reached between us and wrapped her hand around my cock, chuckling at how hard I already was. With one smooth motion, she had me inside of her. My movements became erratic; I couldn't stop myself from pumping wildly into her. She matched my motions, increasing our speed until I was gasping with the effort to try to keep myself from orgasming too quickly. Her breasts bounced enticingly as she moved up and down on my shaft, and I reached up to grab them with my hands, loving the way they felt perfectly shaped just for me.

"I'm-so-close," I grunted, damn near unable to speak through my pleasure.

"I want you to come," she murmured seductively.

Her words were my undoing. I pounded roughly up into her, my orgasm making my movements jerky. She smiled down at me, proud of how easily she'd been able to make me come.

"Holy shit," I managed to gasp out. "You are so goddamn perfect."

She laughed and got up off me so that she could tuck herself back against my side.

"I could say the same about you."

I never wanted the night to end, but I could see that Olivia's eyes were getting droopy. I reached over her to tuck the blankets in tightly on her side, then settled them over the both of us. She fell asleep in my arms, her breathing soft and even. Finally, I had managed to make her feel totally safe.

I hoped I could continue to do so.