Renzo (The Ciprianos of Kellington)

by Bergman, Jamallah

  “You know I don’t understand a word you’re saying, but it all sounds very sexy.” Jaslyn laughed.

  Renzo returned her laughter as he took off his pants and socks. “I said that you are indeed a vision, my dove.”

  But Renzo could see in her eyes that she was focused on what was protruding from between the slit of his black boxer briefs. He was thick, long, and veiny with a swollen bulbous tip that was now a deep purplish red hue from being so hard and erect. His hand went in between the folds and pulled out his cock for her to see more of it. He rested his hands on her hips and pulled her close. The heat his cock along her stomach was giving off was intense and her body seemed to absorb his heat, making breathing even hard to do. He unhooked the back of her bra releasing her breasts then threw the bra over his shoulder.

  Slowly he took off her underwear while she watched him. Her stomach was fluttering so quickly she thought she was going to hyperventilate but didn’t. The way he looked at her made it a bit easier to relax. “How long has it been for you?” he asked, soothing her nerves when he rubbed his thumb against her cheek.

  “Oh, let’s just say that it’s been close to eternity.” Jaslyn smiled as he did too. “It’s been a very long time since I’ve been like this with a man.”

  “It’s been too long for me, not since my divorce have I been with a woman. Now here we are together like this. I only want to be with you and you alone. I want to love you for your mind, body, everything, until the day I die I will always love you, Jaslyn.” He captured her lips once more, filling her throat with a moan that captured itself within her lungs and vibrated her heart to the point she was almost faint from the force.

  “Wonder if your family hears us?” she asked.

  He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. “No one will hear us. Their rooms are over on the other side of the house. They won’t bother us. They know not to even try. I plan on making love to you tonight, Jaslyn, and I plan on making you scream, moan, and writhe around in my bed from the pleasure I plan on giving you.”

  A wave of relief came over her for she knew he meant what he said. He was going to show her what she had been craving for so long. “Wait a minute, what about the door?”

  He pulled her by the back of her thighs to the middle of the bed. “To hell with the door.” He wet two fingers, and tenderly probed within her folds, going deeper than anybody had been in such a long time. She felt so relaxed in that split second when his fingers went just a bit deeper, going slowly in and out at first. Her back arched and her breathing hitched when his finger hit her g-spot. With his head dipped down between her legs, he tasted her with his tongue. Oh what a tongue he has, Jaslyn thought lying back against the pillows. How beautiful a moment this was. Her body hummed with excitement while his hands cradled her ass lifting her hips off the bed so he could enjoy his feast.

  His tongue darted deeper inside of her, and he heard her breathing hasten. He looked up and watched her kneading and tweaking her breast. It only made him want to go even faster. God, she was beautiful and tasted just as delicious. He quickly nipped at her clit with his teeth and soon her body writhed in an orgasm. She screamed out his name over and over again. Renzo knew he was in love with her when he continued to eat her while she squealed then ended up giggling trying to get free from his gasp. He gradually stopped chuckling before giving her a kiss on her belly button. She squealed even more. He moved his way up until they were eye to eye, and the tip of his cock softly rubbing against her wetness. The sensation was only making him want her more as he slowly inserted himself into her tightness as they both moaned. She grabbed hold of his wrist while a cry emitted from her throat when he strained to go deeper.

  “Mio Dio si sente meraviglioso, il mia amore,” Renzo said, grabbing hold of her hips driving himself deeper until he heard her catch her breath. Her arms wrapped around his neck while she whimpered against his lips.

  “Oh God!” she gasped against his cheek. He growled. Slowly Renzo moved out and then back in, feeling her contracting to get used to his thickness. He continued kissing her while they ran their hands over each other.

  Renzo had never felt such passion before in his life. He never thought he would be able to find love like this again. But now here they were, in his room, in his bed, holding, gasping, touching, and moving together as one. He felt so perfect inside her. He didn’t want their lovemaking to end. “Repeat something for me, baby,” he requested looking into her eyes.

  She smiled and said, “All right, what do you want me to say?”

  “Di più.”

  “What does that mean?”

  “It means ‘more,’ darling. I so want to hear you say something in Italian for me while I’m making love to you.”

  With a coy smile Jaslyn whispered, “Di più.” Swiftly their hips joined in unison over and over even as a primal growl rippled from deep in his throat. It was as if that word triggered something from within, especially when he heard her say it again. “Di più.” Her nails raked his back while his fingers dug deep into her ass as her legs wrapped themselves around his waist.

  “Don’t wrap them around my waist, darling, let them stay open,” he said while his hips and back arched in a repetitious crusade to drive her mad from the feelings overcoming her at that moment.

  “Di più!” she moaned hearing her voice grow haggard.

  “Sì!” he shouted.

  “Di più!” Her head and neck arched back as she wailed to the point that honestly she didn’t care if the whole town heard her.

  Renzo’s groans were so loud it seemed to vibrate the walls of the room. He said, “Oh God, Jaslyn, oh God. I love you, I love you…ti amo, la mia colomba!” He gasped against her while their bodies convulsed together. They held each other through the grunts and groans until he had completely emptied himself deep within her, leaving them both spent. She didn’t want to move because it seemed no matter what she did, it seemed to make their bodies convulse even more.

  It was as if they were really one.

  He moved them both to their sides. Looking at her, he kissed her forehead as he held her close. They didn’t say a word, nothing more needed to be said. It was official they were a couple now. Even if they hadn’t made love tonight, deep down Jaslyn knew Renzo was the one to make her life more complete. She sighed softly to herself as his fingers rubbed her scalp.

  “How are you feeling?” he asked.

  All she could do was smile and look up into those darling eyes of his, which were giving the same smile as she was.

  “Wonderful but sore.” He kissed her lips again, chuckling while her fingers ran through his hair. He deepened the kiss. His fingers dug into the hair on the back of her head pulling it back so he could suckle and nip along her neck. The fire in the fireplace wasn’t the only thing that was smoldering in the room, Jaslyn thought. For their growing love for one another could make any fire blaze uncontrollably.

  * * * *

  The sun peeked through the curtains, giving the room a bit of warmth even though there was a slight a chill in the air. She found herself snuggling deeper under the comforter. His arms had been locked around her waist the entire time they slept. Listening to him breathe while they spooned uplifted her. They had made love two more times that night, each time seemed more passionate than the first. Her thighs were like jelly as she tried to move them, bumping into his legs. This bump made him stir a bit in his sleep, pulling her more toward his hard body. She tried to move, but he wasn’t going to let her budge a bit.

  “Renzo?” She leaned her head back against his chest. He murmured but didn’t say anything she could understand. She said his name a bit louder, “Renzo, wake up.”

  He groaned then yawned for a second before slowly opening his eyes. Letting go of her, she was finally able to move about for a moment and turned to face him. “Good morning.”

  “Good morning, mia colomba. I can get used to seeing you like this every morning.” He smiled running his finger along the bridge of her nose.<
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  “We’ve got to get up and ready for work, you know.”

  Grumbling he held her next to him. He obviously didn’t want to get out of bed. “Can’t you call in sick?”

  Jaslyn laughed. “No, I can’t call in sick, silly. I have to make calls about a shipment, but how about I come by and have lunch with you? I’ve got to talk with that cop about my car and what I need to do about Melanie.”

  “Okay, but after work…we’ll finish getting to know one another.” Lifting her chin, he gently kissed her lips. There was a knock on the door. Startled, Jaslyn looked at him but he quieted her nerves when he whispered, “The door is locked, no one can get in. Yes, who is it?”

  “It’s your mother. Do you two want to come and have breakfast with us before you both go to work?”

  “We’ll be there, Mom. Now we really need to get ready for work, let’s take a shower.”

  “I’ve got to get my clothes from the bedroom I was supposed to spend the night in. Can you go and get them for me while I start up the shower?”

  * * * *

  “Sure thing, baby, I’ll be back in a minute.”

  The couple got out of bed and Renzo looked around for his briefs, glancing up to catch her walking toward the bathroom. He immediately got hard when he saw her luscious ass sashay and he had to peek around the corner to watch her bend down to turn on the water.

  “Steady you, rascal, steady,” he whispered as he got back on track to get her clothes. Once he got his briefs on, he went to the door and peeked out to see if he saw anybody in the hall. Thankfully, no one was around as he walked down the hall toward the guest room. When he went inside, he saw the leather bag on the bed and grabbed it heading back when he saw Gianni coming from up the hallway.

  Both brothers looked at each other for a moment. Renzo knew he must have looked odd standing there in only his briefs, holding an overnight bag in his hand. “Hey there, bro,” Gianni said.

  Renzo’s lips drew a small smile. “Hey.”

  “What you got there?”

  “Jaslyn’s clothes, I’m just bringing them to her.” He could see his brother smiling as he walked back toward his bedroom. “Is there something you wanted to say?”

  “Oh no, nothing at all, bro, I was just wondering what you were doing out of your room wearing nothing but your briefs. Plus the fact that you went into the room where Jaslyn was supposed to be sleeping. So if she didn’t sleep in her own room, where did she sleep?” The grin on his brother’s face should have pissed Renzo off, but that morning was a new start to a brand new life. Rubbing his jaw, he gave his brother a wink before he walked back into his room. He wasn’t about to let anything ruin his day now that he had Jaslyn.

  * * * *

  They managed to get showered, even though Renzo was having a hard time keeping his hands off her. While she was fixing her hair in the mirror, he wrapped his arms around her waist. He sighed deeply. “God, you feel so good.”

  “So do you. Let’s go, lover boy, and eat breakfast.”

  When they got into the kitchen, the rest of the Cipriano clan sitting around the table eating paused briefly to looking at them. “Good morning,” Jaslyn said, grabbing a plate from the kitchen island.

  “Good morning, dear, sleep well?” Filomena asked, grabbing some papers on the counter.

  “Yes, ma’am.” Plating scrambled eggs and bacon, Jaslyn picked up a slice of toast and buttered it.

  “Do you want orange or grapefruit juice?” Renzo asked with a smile.

  “Orange, please.” She glanced over at the table and saw the brothers smiling at the two of them. Looking over at Renzo once more, he gave her a wink and handed her the glass while she walked over to the table with her food. Sitting down next to Simone, she began to eat, but soon noticed the eerie silence in the kitchen. No one was saying a word. When she looked at the brothers’ faces, she could tell they knew that they had made love last night. Shaking her head and smiling she continued to eat until Filomena asked, “I’ve got to go into town to meet with people about the party. Hanno un grande giorno i miei figli. And have a wonderful day, Jaslyn, dear.” Giving her a kiss on the side of her temple, she walked over to her sons and gave them kisses before leaving.

  Once the door closed, Federico shot off the comment, “So how was it?”

  “How was what?” asked Jaslyn as Renzo came and sat down next to her.

  “You know what.” His smile was coy and playful and she knew he was trying his best to get her to cave and answer his question. When she looked at Renzo, she could tell he was getting angrier by the moment. She decided to calm him down a bit by giving him a kiss.

  His lips slowly accepted her kiss. His arm locked around her waist, holding her close to him until they stopped and she looked up at him, they both laughed at each other. “Does that tell you how it was, stupid?” Renzo said, nuzzling Jaslyn’s cheek.

  “I got it, brother, I got it,” Federico said with a smirk as Gianni and Simone chuckled.

  “Well, I for one am happy for you. It’s good to see a smile on our older brother’s face.” Gianni patted his brother on the shoulder and pinched Jaslyn’s cheek.

  “Thanks you guys, well we better go I’ve got too much to do today,” Jaslyn said as she grabbed her purse. “Have a great day, everybody.”

  “Goodbye!” said the brothers.

  When she left, Renzo went and smacked Federico upside the head. Before Federico could say a word Renzo gave him a stern look and pointed his finger at him before following Jaslyn out.

  The ride into town wasn’t long enough for Jaslyn, even though he was driving slow enough for a funeral procession. “Did you want to go by the shop first or by the police station?”

  “I think we need to go by the police station. I’ll call up Delia and have her meet us there. I should have called her before I left the house.”

  Going into her purse, she grabbed her cell and after the second ring she heard, “Hey, girl, how are you?”

  “Doing fine, listen Renzo and I are headed over to the police station. Can you meet us there because I know they will want your report too?”

  “Sure, see you there.”

  “Bye.” Then to Renzo, she said, “She’ll be waiting for us there.” Jaslyn smiled as he grabbed her hand and kissed it. Sighing, she looked out the window wondering what was going to happen when she confronted Melanie.

  When they pulled up into the parking lot of the police station, she saw Delia standing in front.

  “Hey you guys!” Delia shouted waving. When they came up to her, she gave them a baffling look.

  “What’s wrong?” asked Jaslyn.

  “I don’t know something just feels different.” She kept looking at them for a moment more, but then shook it off as they went inside.

  “We are here to see Officer Taylor,” Renzo told the lady behind the desk.

  “And you are?”

  “Renzo Cipriano.”

  She spoke into the phone then smiled. “He’ll be on his way, just sit down over there.” The three of them went and sat down and Delia really sat back and watched them.

  “You’re holding hands?” Delia said, turning to get a better look at them.

  Jaslyn looked at Renzo’s fingers interlocking with her own. Looking over at him, she smiled and then looked back at Delia who was now wide-eyed and smiling. “You guys are holding hands. Oh my God, does this mean you guys are together?”

  Giving a cocky smile, Renzo didn’t say a thing at first, but then gave Jaslyn a look and Delia’s mouth opened even wider. “What do you think?” Jaslyn inquired trying her best not to smile but couldn’t help it.

  “Oh my God, this is great. Oh, I am so happy for you both, so what do you plan on doing next?”

  Renzo kissed her hand while smiling and told Delia, “We will see. We have to talk things out.” Jaslyn nodded in agreement as the door opened and Officer Taylor stepped into the room.

  “Hello, everybody, please come back here with me,” said Officer Tayl
or. They followed him into a room where a lone table and four chairs stood in the middle. They sat down and Officer Taylor put a folder on the table. “We interrogated Melanie until she caved in and told us about some accomplices who had helped her. One of which works for the sanitation department, that’s how they were able to get the trash. From what she had told us, they came to your place around three forty-seven in the morning. The man and another friend drove two dump trucks filled with trash. She proceeded to slash your tires and threw paint as well as wrote fuck you bitch in red paint. Then they went and dumped trash on your car. She told me she paid them a grand each. We arrested them as well but there was something else that we found out, Jaslyn.” The look on his face showed he honestly didn’t want to tell them what was coming next.

  “Well, what is it?” Delia asked.

  “She had been plotting to hire someone to either burn your house or antique store down. One of the dump truck drivers we talked to stated Melanie had wanted to know if he knew of anyone that could go to your house or the store and make it look like it was an electrical problem. At first the guy was apprehensive, but then he asked what if anybody would be in the home. She stated she didn’t care if that bitch was in the house much less if anybody was in the store.”

  Jaslyn honestly couldn’t believe how vindictive this woman was to not only make their lives like a horror movie, but was willing to have her killed or have her place burned to the ground. Just so Melanie could prove a point to Renzo that she meant business. “She’s still in custody, right?” asked Jaslyn.

  “Yes, we have charges of harassment, vandalism, terroristic threats as well as a conspiracy charges. She will be going to court probably within the next two weeks. I will call you when we have a date set for court so that you can all be there,” he told them.