He grabs my already sweating hand. Embarrassing I know, but I'm kind of in shock. I did not expect this to happen so quick. Yes there's been this built up tension and it was inevitable that it'd burst.

We haven't so much as kissed and yet I'm ready to hand my virginity over to the guy? Is that completely insane? Yes. So why am I doing this? He's hot, leave me alone. Also like imagine how cool it'd be to say you lost your virginity to a sexy mafia boss. I need to stop imagining how cool I am.

We walk up the second lot of stairs ascending to the third floor. He continues to lead me down to the end of the hallway to a set of doors. Pressing his thumb onto some sort of technological pad it automatically unlocks.

He allows me in ahead of him and my eyes immediately scan his room. There's a charcoal colour scheme, dark like his soul? A large California king bed sits in the middle with two black glass night tables on each side. There's a large tv opposite of the bed and a window bed with decorative pillows. There are two doors which I assume lead to the closet and bathroom.

I feel Mr Romano pressing himself up against my back. He brushes my hair to the side and repeats his earlier movements of placing light, feathery kisses along my neck. I can't help but lean into him.

His hand moves to the top of the zipper of my dress and slowly begins to pull the zipper down. I wait in anticipation as the noise of the zipper stops and my dress falls to the floor.

I'm left topless as the deep V of the dress didn't allow any sort of bra, so I'm only wearing a pair of black lace panties, a thigh garter that no longer holds a gun and my heels.

He swivels my body around to face him. I squirm under his heated gaze and fight to not cover up my bare breasts.

My eyes fall the the enormous bulge in his pants. Wow. That is so not going to fit... in any hole.

"Take off my shirt." I look up to his usual cocky smirk. I follow his orders, my trembling fingers move to the light grey collar shirt and I begin to undo the buttons.

I've seen his chest plenty of times before but it always seems to leave me breathless. I'm already flustered so it's not helping my confidence. Now he's shirtless and the only thing covering me is a skimpy piece of lace.

"Lie down on the bed." Mr Romano commands. He makes sure his voice is kind but hard enough for me to know that if I don't obey there may be consequences.

I move to his ginormous bed and move to the middle leaning up on my elbows. He moves to the foot of the bed and grabs my ankles pulling me to the edge. I yelp at the sudden movement.

His hands move up my thigh and to my hips. His thumbs grip the band of my panties and shimmy's them down my legs and tosses them across the room. He then rips the garter right off my body which sends that tingling feeling down below.

"Relax for me principessa." He pushes my stomach causing me to lie down fully.

"M-Mr Romano, what are you d-doing?" Sorry but I've never been in this situation before.

"Principessa, do you trust me?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Uhhh, let's see, y-you killed my dad, k-kidnapped me and had me t-tied up in your weird torture d-dungeon. So yes, o-of course I trust you." Note the sarcasm. I need a speech therapist or something because I'm really struggling with my speech around here.

"First, in the bedroom, you call me Dante." He moves up my body, hovering over me then pinches and flicks my nipple eliciting an unexpected gasp mixed with a moan.

"Second, if you don't trust me, why are you willingly under me right now?" Mmm, even I don't have an answer to that, maybe I'm just really stupid.

I don't answer him and he just smirks before he moves his head down to my breasts. His tongue sweeps across my right nipple that's fully erect and swollen, just begging to be taken inside his mouth.

The tease blows some cool air onto it and moves further down my body trailing small kisses, he stops just above my throbbing pussy. I've never had this kind of reaction to anyone before.

"Trust me." We make eye contact and I give him a little nod, letting him know I'm okay. He proceeds to use one finger, sliding it in between my folds and gently pressing into me. I gasp as I clench around his finger.

Once I adjust he slowly begins to move his finger in and out. I begin to grind against him as he adds a second finger "fuck principessa, you're so tight." I try to suppress my moans not wanting to embarrass myself.

He adds a third finger and nips at my clit. I can't hold myself back any longer. I moan out loud and my cheeks tinge pink. "I want to hear you." He growls pulling out his fingers and licking my juices clean.

"You taste fucking delicious." He gets up and walks over to the nightstand. I feel so built up that I want to use my own fingers to pleasure myself.

"Don't even think about it. The first time you come? It'll be when I'm inside of you." I frown.

"How did you know what I was thinking?" He grabs a condom and tears the packaging open. He stalks over to me.

"Undress me and put the condom on." Gulping I sit up and move towards him. I'm still sitting on the bed as I undo his belt. Then I move to the zipper and undo it. He pulls his pants down the rest of the way and steps out of them until he's left in just his Calvin Klein briefs.

"Keep going." He urges. Slowly I pull his briefs down and he steps out of them. I'm left to stare at his exceedingly large cock. The tip glistens with pre cum and the first thing that comes to my mind is 'is that thing gonna fit?'

I'm a virgin and his dick is HUGE like the hulk kinda huge... maybe I'm exaggerating. "Sweetheart? Are you going to put the condom on? Or are you just going to stare? I don't mind, I'd just like to have some idea." He chuckles. My cheeks only deepen. I don't like that I blush so much around him.

I clear my throat and take the condom from his hands. Before I place it at the tip I lean forwards and lick his salty pre cum off his cock. "Shit principessa! Don't tease me like that or else I won't be able to hold back."

A small smile makes it way onto my face. I hold the tip of the condom and roll the rest down his cock. Once I'm finished he pushes me back gently "are you sure you want to do this?" I nod my head.

"I need a verbal response principessa."

"Y-yes."

He moves himself in between my legs. Slowly he moves his cock up and down my folds, coating himself in my juices. "Now, this is going to hurt for a second but once you adjust you'll feel nothing but pleasure."

"O-ok."

He pushes into my slick hole as gently as I assume he can. I clench my eyes shut and press my face into his shoulder. "I know it hurts right now and if it gets to be too much just tell me to stop."

"Keep g-going." He places a kiss on my head and rubs my clit as he moves into me to distract me from the pain.

"You're doing so good." He presses in further until I feel him stop. I pull away from his shoulder and look him in the eyes.

"Now, I'm going to begin moving in and out."

The feeling of his slowly pulling out hurts like a bitch but it eventually morphs into indescribable pleasure.

"Dante." I moan as I wrap my legs around his torso and meet my hips with his own.

"Jesus Scarlett you're so fucking tight. God you feel so good." He grunts into my ear.

He angles his thrusts so it hits my G spot perfectly. "D-Dante I think I'm going to come."

"Just wait one second for me principessa." I hold back , clenching around him to prevent the orgasm building up inside my body.

"Come for me." He whispers seductively in my ear a minute later. It tips me over the edge as I feel this euphoric feeling devouring my body. We both moan together as we come down from our highs.

After a couple moments of listening to our deep breaths, Dante removes himself from inside of me and walks into his bathroom.

I lay on his bed unable to move and ready to fall asleep. After a moment I sit up and grab my things from the ground. I have to hunt for my panties which I find on one of the chairs across the other side of the room.

"What are you doing?" I turn around and see Dante in all his naked glory with his arms crossed.

"I was just grabbing my things."

"No need. Sit." He points to the edge of his bed. I decide to follow his instructions. I don't want to find out what'll happen if I don't.

He disappears back into the bathroom. I hear the tap running then he remerges holding a damp cloth. He walks over and bends down in front of me. Pressing the cloth to my thighs he cleans up the sticky mess, taking his time.

I feel slightly awkward at first but eventually feel comfortable. He stands and scoops me up in his arms. I squeal not expecting it. "What are you doing?!"

We walk into the bathroom and he places me down on the toilet. "Pee." Dante instructs.

"Can you at least turn around?"

"Why? I've been inside of you and you don't feel comfortable peeing in front of me?"

"I'm pee shy, now go away." He lets out a frustrated sigh but walks out and closes the door behind him.

I do my business and flush the toilet. I know it's nosey but I look through his draws trying to find a spare tooth brush.

I don't have such luck and I'm sure as hell not using his so I put some toothpaste on my finger and 'brush' my teeth.

Opening the door I spot Dante lying under the covers in his bed. When he sees me he shuts his laptop and points to the folded clothes placed on the edge of the bed. "Get changed and come to bed."

I pick up the clothes he's laid out. A black shirt that reaches mid thigh and a pair of briefs. The clothes are comfy and smell of his cologne.

"Are you sure you don't want me to leave?"

"Of course I don't. I just took your virginity, there's no way I'm going to kick you out."

Well that's not exactly what I want to hear. "No it's ok, I'll go." I offer a smile and grab my now folded clothes from the chair.

He moves from the bed and comes up behind me. Dante places a hand on my waist and turns me around. "I didn't mean it like that... I want you to stay, please?"

He moves toward me and places a gentle kiss on my lips.... We've never actually kissed before. Not even when we had sex. His lips are soft and taste like honey.

"Now do you believe me?"

"Fine."

"I've never had a female respond with 'fine' well, ever. Especially not in the bedroom." I scrunch up my face.

"Ew, I don't want to hear about the others you've been with in here.. or at all."

He pulls me back towards the bed "well if it helps, you're the first woman I've ever been with in my own bedroom. I normally take them to a spare room."

"And how do I know that this isn't the spare room?"

"principessa, it's my room. I promise. Now get into bed." I sigh but do as I'm told getting under the covers.

This bed is even more comfortable than Bianca's!! I'm in bed heaven. I make myself comfortable pushing my head into the pillow and letting out a happy sigh. I hear him chuckle behind me.

His hand winds around my waist and pulls me back to his warm chest. "Hey! I just got comfortable."

"Have you noticed that you're no longer stuttering around me?" I turn my neck so I can see him. He's smiling down at me. It's a smile I've never seen before and I'm not sure what it means.

"I guess I feel safe around you." He doesn't speak but smashes his lips against mine. Rougher than last time and our tongues tangle in one another until I pull back,

"Yeah this is fun and all but I'm wiped so let's continue this tomorrow." He laughs and it's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard.

"Alright principessa. Let's get some sleep."