Adore Me: Mafia Romance (The Lucky Family Book 4)

by Eden Rose

  Chapter 30

  Even though we didn't make it to a big city for our trip, Anne and I spent the two days before we left for Mexico, at an overnight spa. This place is amazing and very prestigious, so it took some time to convince them to take us in. We both got manicures and pedicures, full body massages, facials and a hot stone massage. The mud bath was actually really strange. It felt as if I were laying in a bank by a lake or something. Our rooms overlooked the bay and I loved the steamer showers. Definitely a place I would like to go to again.

  *

  We left on the plane at day five. When I awoke this morning, I was excited and happy. Now, as I sit on the plane holding Vincent's hand and look to the back of my seat and see my best friend, I am excited, happy and nervous.

  This wedding needs to go perfectly. I owe it to Vincent to make sure that he gets his dream wedding as well. He squeezed my hand, as we hit turbulence and I smiled at him. I love this man so much.

  The day that Ronnie told me he wanted to name his baby that name, was a hard day. However, Vincent made it all better. He held me all night after they left, and we daydreamed about our future. Some of it was silly. I know for a fact that we won't be going on yearly trips to Italy. That is just ridiculous.

  I watched as we laced our fingers together and our hands fit famously. Vincent leaned over our hands and kissed my cheek before showering in my ear. I love feeling his breath and lips move against my skin. "Hey, baby. You aren't tired?" I know he is asking about our quickie we had before we left for the flight which was amazing. I needed something to take the edge off and we also gave each other hard times for our outfits. I laughed at him as we walked out of the house to get onto the plane. Here I am wearing perfect traveling clothes, and what a complete shocker, he is wearing a suit. My sexy little businessman.

  "No," I answered with a smile. "I am too excited to sleep. Can you tell me a little about the ceremony?" I was surprised that he didn't have me help him plan it all. The whole ceremony and the reception is something that he planned. I worry that it will be too over the top or a scene out of The Godfather or something.

  "Well, the ceremony is going to be in Mexico." Smart ass.

  "You are lucky I am in love with you. You know that the wedding day is the most important day for a woman, right?"

  There is a pause before he says anything, and I look up to see him looking at me. "Yes, I do. I plan on making it absolutely perfect for you."

  *

  When the plane landed, we went through Mexican customs. I don't want to sound cocky, but a lot of the Mexicans stopped and stared at me. Vincent reminded me that since I am a blonde, I am considered the minority which is crazy.

  Anne and Ronnie walked behind us holding hands, and Vincent had some man who met us as we got off the plane, carry our luggage so he could tuck me in his arm. I stayed like that as I took in the airport. Stores and stores lined each floor and there is an open floor plan in the middle. Is this an airport or a mall?

  The Mexican sun was so bright and beautiful that I wish I would have changed into shorts. While we walked outside of the airport, I looked around outside and noticed how different this area is from New York. There were people riding hikes past us, and ratty cars. However, it was simply wonderful to experience.

  "Tomorrow, my love. Tomorrow, you will be my wife," Vincent said as we climbed into the cab to take us to our resort. I smiled at him and leaned my back on his chest as we drove.

  I was so tempted to give him head on the plane. However, there were so many people around. My moral compass told me that it wouldn't be a good way to start a marriage by being in a Mexican jail. However, the temptation was still there, and I knew it would blow his mind.

  Inside my pocket held his wedding band and I like to reach in and touch it to make sure it’s still there. I went for a platinum ring with decent sized diamonds on the front. Annabeth gave me a good deal on the band, and she made sure to keep it hidden this past week. There were a few days where I debated with myself on whether or not to engrave it. The side that was for it, won. "I Will Love You," is what I engraved.

  As we pulled up to the resort, there was a man in front holding a tray full of mimosas. Still seated in the car, I looked out and took in the front of the hotel. The front is white and large with adobe style designs. Shutters of all different colors lined the four-story hotel. Simply put, the hotel is beautiful.

  I leaned in to whisper in Vincent's ear: "I never want to leave. It’s beautiful." I kissed his cheek and waited for the attendant to help me out of the car.

  "My lady," the attendant said as he helped me out of the taxi. When I put my feet on the ground, he handed me one.

  "Vans, this is beautiful!" Anne screamed as she grabbed a goblet as well for her husband. We did a little swirl and I watched her hair float out in a circle.

  After we checked in, I took in the hotel. It was breezy and the sounds from the ocean echoed in the foyer. It was painted a beautiful peach and all of the workers did speak English. Which is nice since I haven't taken Spanish in a long time.

  "Are we ready?" Vincent asked as he placed his hand on the small of my back. "We have a room that overlooks the ocean and the pools. I know how much you love the pools." He winked at me and I blushed crimson.

  As he led us out of the foyer to walk up the stairs, I heard Anne and Ronnie behind us.

  "How long are we staying, sweetheart?" Anne asked as she adjusted her purse.

  "A week. You deserve to have a second honeymoon. Don't worry lovebirds," Ronnie addressed Vincent and myself, "we are down the hall, so you won't know we are here."

  "Mm, that is what I thought. I knew you wanted to stay here, too!" Vincent said as I laughed.

  "Have you checked on Cherub yet?" Cherub was staying with a "lackey" and his family was watching him. I wasn't exactly jumping at the idea of having someone watching my dog already, but we couldn't bring him.

  Vincent pulled his phone out as we got to the second landing that held our rooms. He pulled up a message and flashed it to me. It was a picture of Cherub laying on a bed with a bone. His chubby body is all sprawled out and he is trying to eat a bone as big as he is.

  "Thanks, baby."

  We walked down the aisle and Vincent was discussing with Ronnie about dinner plans this week and Anne and I were discussing pool time. Our rooms were three rooms apart but on opposite sides.

  "Vans, you are getting married tomorrow!" Anne ran up behind me and shook my shoulders.

  Speaking of a wedding! "Do you have my dress?" I haven't even seen my dress yet. Normally I would be very pissed off that they were keeping things from me, but I knew that Vincent wouldn't do anything to make me angry. Plus, Anne knew what I wanted.

  Anne shook a garment bag and laughed. "You will see it tomorrow." She walked to her room and unlocked it; my room was further down so by the time we got to mine she had her door open. "See you in a half hour to go to the pool."

  As soon as we were in the room, I started to undress myself and worked on Vincent's shirt. He didn't try to stop me as I slipped his coat and shirt off at the same time and ran my hands up his arms. I loved the feel of his muscles as I touched them because they felt as if they dances underneath my fingers.

  "I know I should be a lady and make you wait until tomorrow. However, I just want you to be on top of me." I grabbed his buckle on his pants and undid it as I walked him over to the bed.

  Chapter 31

  Vincent

  As Savannah kissed and trailed her tongue down my chest, I couldn't help but run my hands down her arms. Her mouth worked my skin and her hands were undoing my pants; I lo

  ved the sucking sounds she made. My dick went rock hard as she breathed over my briefs.

  "Mm, baby," I moaned as she sprang my dick free from the boxers and teased the tip. My hands immediately went to grip her hair and I wrapped her silky strands in between my fingers. That amazing tongue of hers traced the tip and her left hand had a firm grip on the base. Each time her mout
h moved the hand moved with it. She stuffed and swallowed the whole thing and I felt the back of her throat relax to accommodate my length. "Yes, yes... you suck me so good."

  As she moved her mouth up and down, I could feel her eyes on me. Sure enough, I looked down and seen her green eyes watching everything. Savannah has always enjoyed watching my expressions, and I enjoyed watching her. Those green eyes stared right into me searing my soul and I had to fight my climax down.

  Savannah started to moan as she picked up her pace, and all I could think about is how wet she is. That beautiful pussy of hers always tasted so good.

  "Holy... Shit... Baby doll! Oh, fuck!" She took me all the way to the back of her throat and swallowed me. My legs started to twitch as my orgasm creeped up.

  "Do you like it like this?" She asked as she ran her tongue down my shaft and cupped my balls.

  I couldn't handle it anymore and she growled as I pushed her off of my dick.

  "Hey! I am not done!" She screamed as I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her on her back.

  "My turn, baby." As soon as she was on her back, I knew she was so frustrated. Her skin was red and full of goose bumps and as soon as I touched her, she moaned. "You look so beautiful," I whispered in her ear as I trailed my fingers down her gate.

  "Mm, Vincent. I... Love... You... SO... Much."

  I stopped sucking on her neck and brought my lips down to her lips. Savannah met my kiss with sticking the tip of her tongue out to lick my lip. Our kiss isn't messy but it sure as shit wasn't helping my plan on calming my climax down.

  "I can't tell you how much I love to hear you say that." Her body bucked against my hips as I dragged her underwear down. When my finger met her sex, she bit my shoulder. Her teeth sank into my skin and I felt her oft out a deep breath as she fought the scream.

  "Hey, that wasn't nice," as I scolded her, she pouted.

  "Please, I want you so bad."

  "I want to enjoy you like this before you are my wife. Just to imagine you on this bed, with wild eyes that dance as I touch you. Baby, your skin is so soft."

  Savannah squirmed as I dipped my finger into her and began thrusting. She is so wet that I am tempted to ditch the foreplay and drive into her.

  Come on, Vincent. Give her some love. She deserves it.

  "Vincent, please!" She yelled out into the silence of the room as I dipped a second finger into her hole while moving my fingers in and out and she tightened around me. When I pushed another finger in her, she arched her back. I knew she was getting desperate because she clawed my back as I kissed her neck. Savannah's body fit so perfectly undermine, it was almost as if air couldn't pass between us, and I loved the feeling I got when she was this close to me.

  I can't take it anymore! Fuck.

  "Hold on, love, I want to feel you," I withdrew my fingers and rubbed the tip of my dick through her slot. Since she was so wet, my dick slipped over her mound just right to illicit a moan.

  With a quick move I stroked my dick and led it to her opening. I plunged into her softly and then pulled out fast a few times which made her moan loud.

  Her hair is all splayed out over the bed and I watched as she gripped chunks of it in her hands. “Mm, Vincent. I love the way you feel."

  Moan my name, baby. Fuck. Moan my name!

  I felt my release creeping up on me, but it felt so good and I tried to slow down in order to make it more pleasurable for her. My dick started swelling and throbbing as I tried to slow down.

  "Hey, Vans! Let a go to the pool!" Anne yelled from the door.

  What the fuck!

  "It’s okay, baby. Ignore her!" She demanded as she dragged her nails down my back. My own skin heated as I lost my fight of holding back the release.

  "Mm, shit. Baby, that was so good!" I praised her as I got off of her. Even though I messed up her seduction scene, she had a big smile on her face. When she sat up and smoothed her hair, Anne knocked on the door and I heard Rossi now. "Hey, come back in five!" Savannah looked at me and winked.

  "One more day, Vincent. Only one more day until you are mine," she climbed off the bed and went to her suitcase.

  I wanted to tell her that I didn't need the piece of paper for me to be hers. I wanted the piece of paper to ensure that she knew she was my only. However, I didn't say anything as she put on her swimsuit and I put my briefs back on.

  "Are you done, yet?" Rossi yelled from the door.

  "Impatient, isn't he?" She said as she tied the top of her tank bikini on and walked over to the door. When she opened it, she laughed at them? I didn't know what she was laughing about, until they walked into the main sitting area.

  "Rossi, you look hot!" I cat called at Rossi as he walked in wearing a shirt that had a woman's bikini body on it.

  "He must starve himself!" Savannah walked around the room to find a towel and once she came back, she found me digging into my pant pocket. "What are you hiding in there?" She walked over to me and leaned over my pants. I didn't want her to see her wedding band, so I hid it in my pocket and I just wanted to ensure that it was in there.

  "Nothing. Go to the pool and get some sun. I will meet you for dinner in a few hours," I grabbed her elbows and pulled her close to me. As she got closer to me, I whispered in her ear. "I love you with forever." She purred against my cheek and kissed me. I let her arms go as I deepened the kiss. "Please stay in the resort."

  Rossi heard my warning and chimed in with: "Seriously, honey. This is a different country. I don't want to have to end up in a Mexican prison because I kicked someone's ass for hitting on my wife."

  Anne glared at Rossi and then looked over at Savannah. "He is such a cave man sometimes. Me George, you Jane, let's make bang bang!"

  I couldn't help but laugh. "Come on, Rossi. Let's go make sure the yacht is ready."

  The girls walked away, and Rossi and I went to check on the yacht. I hope they put the dangle lights up. The plan is to marry her with it being dusk. Hopefully it doesn't rain. I knew she would look stunning, well more stunning than average, with the dusk sky reflecting against her skin.

  Chapter 32

  I awoke on a Saturday morning with nerves and excitement. Today is the day that I get married!

  Vincent stayed over at Anne and Ronnie's room and Anne stayed with me last night. Anne and I stayed up until four in the morning, Mexican time, watching movies and eating ice cream. It is very nice to spend this time with my best friend. I didn't realize how much I missed her until yesterday. She had such a contagious laugh that while we were watching Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion, we were in hysterics.

  "Anne, may I ask you an honest question?" I am feeling very nervous about everything and my upcoming wedding.

  "Of course," Anne walked from the bathroom over to where I was sitting and brought me a cup of coffee. "You can talk to me about anything."

  I had to skirt the line cautiously. "Do you think I am doing the right thing?" I wanted so badly to tell her that I dreamed about my divorce with Joel last night.

  "You are late! Where have you been?" I screamed from the kitchen. Joel was supposed to be home for dinner and that was two hours ago. Lately, he has been coming home later and later.

  Joel threw his coat off of himself and threw it on the ground. I could tell he was getting closer to the kitchen since I heard his breathing and smelled the liquor on his breath. "Don't worry about it. I am home now that's all you need to worry about." He approached me while I was dishing dinner out and putting it on the plates. These plates were my favorite and I used them for dinner every night. We got them from his parents on our wedding day and they have a gray pattern on them.

  "Seriously, where were you? You smell like you are wearing perfume." I could smell the cheap perfume on him. Seeming that I would never wear it, I knew he was with a different woman.

  I never did tell him that I hired a private investigator. Joel was coming home later and later and seemed so angry these past months. I couldn't handle it anymore especially when his t
emper became directed at me. I worried that he was sleeping with someone else. The part that sucked through this whole thing, is that the private investigator found him with three different women. All of the women were Italian and beautiful. Completely opposite of me. My self-esteem and confidence was shattered, and I am still trying to pick up the pieces.

  "I always find it funny how you know where I have been, but you constantly ask. Savannah, stop being a dumb ass." He stroked my arm as I threw a plate on the table.

  I hissed at him as I sat in front of him with a glass of Moscato. This was going to be a long night. "Don't touch me." The wine tingled as it slipped down my throat and into my stomach.

  He took a bite of the chicken and glared at me. "You know something, I realized that I didn't love you anymore. Let's face it, we got married because you were pregnant and since you lost the baby, we have no reason to be married anymore." I always knew he could be hurtful, but he said it so nonchalantly that his words stabbed me.