I Want Your Love

After my father told me all this, I admired the girl. To stand up to my father was a feat in itself. He's an imposing man, an unstoppable force. For a mere girl to do it, she had gained my respect without me ever meeting her. She protected my brother when I couldn't.

I was snapped out of my memories by a chip hitting me on the forehead. I quickly wiped my face to get the crumbs off and glared at James.

"I was talking to you."

"And you had to be a dick about it," I told him. Before he could reply the sound of the bedroom door opening and softly closing reached our ears. I slowly stood up, James and Stephano followed suit.

"I'm ready to go James," Lalaine said as she walked into the living room.

She was beautiful. Gorgeous. And fucking sinful to the point of torture. Her hair was long, framing her face like artwork. She was wearing a body hugging white dress that came up to her mid-thigh. Her breasts were covered with only a hint of what lay beneath. Her legs were thick and my mind couldn't help but picture them wrapped around my waist as I fucked her into the mattress. She had on simple white high heels that had a little gold heart on the side. Everything about her was simple, nothing was overdone but the end product was jaw dropping.

"Damn," I heard someone mutter and when I glanced behind me I saw Stephano staring at her like she was a tall drink of water and he was dying of thirst.

James gave me a look like I had lost my mind. I quickly realized that I had growled at Stephano for blatantly ogling her. James kept staring at me before looking away and walking toward Lalaine.

"You look hot, Cupcake," James told her as he put an arm around her. I suddenly wanted to rip James' arm off and beat him with it. She blushed and looked down before glancing up at him.

"Thank you," she replied. When she noticed me, she quickly averted her eyes to look at Stephano.

"Hi Stephano," she said with a smile. Stephano merely smiled and nodded.

"And of course there's my big brother. You've already met him, Cupcake," James said with a smirk. I glared at him before quickly glancing at her. She was blushing again and staring at the floor. Before I realized what I was doing I was in front of her, tilting her chin up so that she would let those big brown eyes look at me.

"Do not be embarrassed. It is my fault that I didn't wait for a reply before opening the door," I told her before lowering my lips to her ear and whispering, "But from what I saw, you are fucking perfection."

I pulled away and caught the questioning look from my brother.

"Stephano go get the car and we'll meet you down at the lobby," I said. Stephano walked past me and out the door.

"If you're ready, I would be more than happy to walk with you to the lobby," I told her. I could feel my brother glaring at me but my eyes were only focused on her.

"I would love that," she told me.

"Cupcake where's your jacket, it's going to be pretty chilly tonight," my brother said.

"You're right, I forgot to grab one. I'll be right back gentlemen," she said before running back to her room. My eyes followed her until she disappeared around the corner of her room.

"What do you think you're doing Tony," my brother demanded once she was out of sight.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"You know what the fuck I'm talking about. You're eyeing her like she's one of your damn whores. Leave her alone," James spat at me. He was standing face to face with me.

"And if I don't," I asked before crossing my arms. We stared at each other in silence before his reply came.

"You'll regret it."

In those three words I knew how serious he was. He'd make me pay if I went after her. My brother would put me six feet under if I touched her.

I gave him a nod and I watched his body relax. I wouldn't touch her, she was off limits. There were plenty of women in New York that could satisfy me.

"Alright I'm finally ready," she shouted before giving the both of us a smile.

As she walked with my brother to the door, I followed closely behind. My eyes watching her perky little ass and hips sway as she walked.

I looked up to the ceiling before glancing at her when she said my name.

"I have a free arm that needs a handsome Italian man to keep it warm," she told me. I couldn't help but chuckle before walking up to her left side, letting her loop her arm through mine. The scent of pomegranate and mango filled my nose as her hair moved as she made fun of James for his hot pink dress shirt. The feel of her body next to me had my body aching with need and my cock begging for attention.

Fuck, I wanted her.

And I couldn't have her.