Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad by Scarlett Rossi
Chapter 704 -

*Caterina*

There was a price that came whenever I flirted with Elio. As much as I enjoyed riling him up and feeling his tense up under my hands, it always left me antsy and wanting more as well.

I entered the house and tried to act as though I wasn't deeply aroused and practically itching to get out of my clothes. I took several deep breaths and ignored the wetness that slicked between my thighs as I walked.

My curiosity about what Alessandro needed to speak to Elio about was fading to the back of my mind with every passing second. I had complete faith in him that he would tell me whatever was being discussed later. But in the meantime, I was focused on something else, something far more frustrating and difficult to ignore...

From the looks of things, it seemed that most of the people that were gathered around were saying their goodbyes and making their way out.

'Thank God,' I thought shamelessly.

I wasn't sure how much more socializing I could take at the moment. I nonchalantly slipped into the kitchen, where I poured myself a fresh glass of wine and tried to replace some semblance of self-control.

But it was no use as my mind continued to replay the carnal words of Elio's devastatingly heated remark from earlier.

"I ought to tear this dress off of you and bend you over the hood of this car."

'Jesus Christ,' I hissed to myself.

I crossed my legs while leaning against the kitchen counter. That was a big fucking mistake. All it had done was apply further pressure to the ache between my legs. I nearly moaned when a tantalizing shiver raced up down my front and fell straight to my clit.

My hand tightened around the stem of the wineglass nearly to the point of breaking it. Good God, I needed to get a hold of myself. There were still a few people trying to make their rounds, and I knew it was terribly rude of me to simply hide away in the kitchen, wishing they were all gone.

"Pull yourself together, Cat!" I hissed under my breath and took a large gulp of my wine.

I finished what was left of my glass before slipping back into the living room to resume my role as hostess. I waved, hugged, or nodded to everyone as they made their way out the door. They all gave their best to Elio, who I assumed was still meeting with Alessandro. I supposed all the guests were used to someone as important as the Don disappearing from parties.

I turned and noticed Alessandro helping my mom with her coat. I practically stumbled over my own feet.

'What the hell?' I thought brazenly. 'Was his meeting with Elio over? Why didn't he come tell me?'

I quickly glanced around and failed to see Elio anywhere. My stomach flipped with worry as I calmly made my way over to my mom and Alessandro.

"I'll see you in the morning, Mom," I told her.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into a warm hug, and she and Alessandro walked out together, the last to leave the party.

The moment the door shut behind them, I whirled around and made a dash for Elio's office. My heart slammed in my chest as I spotted him coming out of his office. I came to an abrupt halt, nearly knocking both of us off our feet.

Yes, my moves were hasty and scattered. But ever since our moment outside, I needed to have him back with me. I needed to feel his hands on my body and the heat of his breath against my bare skin.

In an attempt to hide my sizzling desperation, I let out a long breath and hid my intentions behind the first question that popped into my head. "What was all that about?" I asked.

Elio reached to rub my arm. "He just wanted to congratulate me and to tell me he wants me to take over if something ever happens to him." Holy shit.

Well, that was one way to sober myself up. My eyes went wide in shock as a slow smile started to spread across my face. Even though I still considered myself new to this sort of lifestyle, I knew enough to realize that such a declaration was a very big deal.

Honestly, I wasn't in the right frame of mind to be considering every angle of what Alessandro told him, not at that very moment.

But still had enough sense to slide my arms around his waist and pull him toward me.

"I'm so happy for you," I told him softly. I hummed with amusement. "Alessandro must like you a lot to put that much trust in you already."

Elio chuckled and nodded his head. "Yeah, I thought the same thing too."

He leaned down to press a chaste kiss to my head. I must have let some kind of needy sound from my throat because Elio's entire body tensed around me. He proceeded to spread small, light kisses across my face and down the curve of my neck. My nails curled into his biceps as my body hummed back to life. The fire I'd started earlier was crackling back to life, and it refused to be ignored a second time.

I practically pushed myself into him, needing to feel him pressed against me.

Elio peered down at me and smirked. "Are you ready to celebrate, just us?"

Jesus, I could have very well jumped him right there in the hallway. But he was quicker than me.

Elio picked me up by my waist and hastily wrapped my legs around his hips. He carried us down a series of hallways, occasionally stopping to either kiss me against a wall or press himself against my hot center.

My mind grew fuzzier by the second and all I could manage to process was thank God we were within the walls of our home.

No more apartments with floors above and below us. Now it was just us in our home, our beautiful home that I wanted to make dozens of memories in.

"Elio," I moaned against his neck.

We finally reached our suite and then our bedroom, and the door easily clicked shut behind us. I slowly slid down till my feet reached the floor. His hand tangled through my hair and pulled me back, making me see just how lust blown his eyes had become.

"I don't appreciate being teased, Caterina," he growled low in his throat. "That little stunt you pulled earlier... I have half a mind to edge you to the brink of your sanity, but I'm too damn stuck on the idea of having you on your knees in front of me."

He snatched the hem of my dress and whipped it over my head, leaving me in nothing but my lacy bra and underwear.

My mouth fell open while my face burned a deep shade of pink. Although it physically pained me to take a mere step back, I graciously lowered myself down, never once breaking the eye contact between us.

I instantly reached for the buckle and zipper of his pants. My breath caught in my throat as I took his hardened length in my hand. I stroked him from his thick base all the way to the tip. My eyes were locked on the drop of precum and leaned forward, catching it on my tongue.

Elio bit back a harsh curse and sank his fingers back into my hair. I took nearly all of him into my mouth and hollowed out my cheeks. The second I found my sweet rhythm, my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

He groaned. "Fuck, Cat!"

I couldn't very well smile, but I certainly relished in the fact that I was capable of bringing him this intense feeling of pleasure. My hands curved around his muscled thighs and felt the head of his cock press against the back of my throat. Elio's breathing grew more ragged with each passing second.

"Mm, Cat... Cat stop," Elio insisted.

The agonizingly pinched look on his face made me stop but left me with questions.

My brows drew together.

Elio hooked his hands under my arms and hauled me back to my feet. He twirled us around and practically tossed me onto the mattress.

The air was knocked from my lungs, but a bubbling giggle broke my chest. Elio locked his searing gaze on me and stalked over to the bed like a starving predator.

"Why did you make me stop?" I asked quietly.

"Because," he said pointedly, "I had no intention of finishing in that sweet little mouth of yours... not this time, at least. What I want now is to feel you clenching and shaking around me as I pump you."

My mouth fell open. An unidentifiable noise tore from my throat and the next thing I knew, Elio had flipped me over so that I was laying on my stomach. I felt him hover over me, placing several long, lingering kisses down my back. He unclipped my bra and tossed the flimsy bit of material away. Both his mouth and his hand traced the line of my back till he reached the band of my panties.

"Oh, God," I whimpered.

He dipped two of his fingers over the soaked material between my thighs. I tried pressing back into the touch of his hand, but he kept me firmly in place, refusing to let me get an ounce of friction.

"So, beautiful," he purred. "Have you been this wet for me this entire time?"

I weakly nodded my head and bit down on my bottom lip.

"Please," I gasped.

"Don't worry, baby. I'm going to make the ache go away," he said promisingly.

Elio hooked his fingers under the string of my underwear and gently guided the silk down my legs. He grabbed a pillow and went on to stuff it beneath my stomach.

Another blush touched my cheeks as he went on to lift me to my knees and spread my legs. I felt the head of his cock rub against the slick folds of my center.

In one breath-snatching move, Elio thrust forward.

The two of us let out a symphony of gasps and moans as we fell into our own synchronized moves. With every push of my hips, I was met with a firm, hard thrust from Elio.

He had both his hands on my waist till he felt the need to explore. His fingers trailed along the edges of my stomach and rib cage to cup both my breasts. He played and tweaked the hardened peaks of my nipples.

A trembling sound echoed off the walls. God, I was like clay in his hands. Elio could bend and mold me into anything he wanted... and I knew I would happily let him.

Suddenly, that scorching burn that had been eating away at me since earlier was becoming too hard to hold off. I felt myself tighten around him as he moved. And I could tell from the quickening of his pace that he was close too. He'd found that perfect spot inside of me and continued to abuse it with every deepened thrust.

"Mm! Elio... I'm "I was breathless. My hands fisted the bed sheets, seeking release.

"Come for me." He took his own hand back down and pressed the heel of his palm against my throbbing clit, sending me clear over the edge.

My entire body broke out into a series of trembles and shakes. Elio captured his release a few seconds after me and before I knew it, we were both lying next to each other. He'd gathered me in his arms, and I closed my eyes without a single

care.

I didn't think to ask more about his meeting with Alessandro because in the back of my mind, I knew Elio would replace the time to talk about it further.

But for now, this was all I wanted.