Gianni - The Santinis (6 page)

“
Do you?”
he whispered. “Do you see what I see when I look at you? Women
rarely do.”

She shook her head,
her gaze still on his hands. His fingers were long and tanned,
skimming over her flesh.

“
I see a
beautiful woman, in spirit and in deed. That makes the beauty on the
outside more stunning.”

He trailed one
finger down her stomach all the way to her sex.

“
I couldn’t
think of anything but getting back here to touch you.”

He nibbled on her
earlobe, his tongue darting out over it before he bit down.

“
Taste you.”

She closed her eyes
and leaned her head back.

“
No, keep your
eyes open. Watch.” He said. His voice had grown rougher each
time he spoke.

She complied and
watched as he slipped his hand beneath the waistband of her panties.

“
And here…so
sexy. So beautiful.”

He slid one finger
inside of her and her knees almost buckled. Just that small touch had
her ready to come.

He kissed her neck,
grazing his teeth over her pulse—which scrambled. “So
wet.”

Before she was
ready, he was removing his hand. He spun her around and cupped her
face with both hands before taking her mouth in a hard, wet,
wonderful kiss. She knew he had meant to tease her, but in the end,
he had been overwhelmed.

Wrapping her arms
around him, she returned the kiss with everything she had. Her body
was hot, her mind spinning and her heart melting.

“
Take your
robe off, babe,” he said, as he kneeled in front of her. Kianna
did as ordered even as he started to pull her panties down. He helped
her out of them.

Gianni didn’t
hesitate, but he also didn’t hurry. He kissed first one knee,
then the other.

“
I feel like I
could feast on all this flesh.” He smiled up at her. “That’s
a bit literary, isn’t it?”

She chuckled then
moaned when he kissed her mons.

“
I have a
feeling that it’s the last time I’m going to be able to
make sense for awhile.”

“
Oh, I don’t
know about that,” she said pulling in a quick deep breath as he
slipped his tongue inside of her. “God.”

Every thought in her
mind dissolved as he thrust into her over and over. She was shaking
by the time he moved up to kiss her belly. He teased her, kissing and
licking his way up her body. When he finally stood, she couldn’t
even remember her first name, let alone her last.

He cupped her face
with one massive hand then slid his free hand down her back. He
kissed her, teasingly, nipping at her bottom lip, then diving in. She
could taste her arousal.

When he pulled back,
he said, “See what I mean? How wonderful you taste?”

She opened her eyes
and found him watching her, his eyelids half closed, but the
intensity of his gaze no less powerful.

“
You don’t
see just how tempting are, do you? God.”

He kissed her again,
this one not so gentle. When he pressed against her, she felt his
erection. A shudder slid through his body.

She thought he would
take her to bed; instead, he lifted her then turned to settle her on
top of her dresser. He apparently had no time to wait and pulled down
his jeans. She sighed in appreciation. It seemed Gee Santini went
commando on Sundays. He grabbed a condom from her bedside table and
returned. He pulled it out and she took it from him.

Kianna settled it on
the tip of his penis and unrolled it slowly, keeping her gaze on his
face. He leaned his head back and moaned. It was probably one of the
sexiest things she’d seen. Well, since the night before. The
man knew how to take control, but he also knew when to let her take
the lead.

How could she not
want him?

When she finally had
the condom on, Gianni opened his eyes. “That was close, Ki. You
almost pushed me over the edge.”

He tangled his
fingers through her hair and drew her closer to kiss her. He slanted
his mouth over hers again and again as he urged her to scoot to the
edge of the dresser. Then, he pulled back from the kiss. She was so
into him, so lost, she didn’t think she would ever get enough.

He eased himself
inside. She was sore from the night before, but she didn’t
care. It was worth a little to feel this connection, to escape into
the erotic web he created.

He thrust into her
again and again as he leaned her back so he could tease her with that
dangerous mouth. Kianna rushed to the pinnacle, her orgasm jolting
through her. Gianni didn’t give her time to recover. He took
her there again, and again, and again. She lost count how many times
she orgasmed. The last time, Gianni pulled her back up and thrust
into her hard and kissed her as her release swept over her. He
shuddered, groaning her name against her mouth as he followed her
into bliss.

Mom always said
to make sure you enjoy where you live. No place is as great as your
last assignment or as exciting as your next, but she said you should
make sure you make memories of the present. –Gee

Gianni didn’t
really want to spend Friday night with his buddies. Well, his buddies
and Kianna. He’d been back a month and he had yet to introduce
any of them to her. There was a reason. He wanted to keep her all to
himself.

“
I don’t
think I’ve been here in two years,” Kianna said as she
walked with him to front door of Lucky’s.

“
Is that a
good thing or a bad thing?” he asked.

She shrugged.
“Neither, really. It’s a big college hang out, though.
Didn’t know that many guys from the base hung out here.”

“
There aren’t
that many places around and this is where the coeds hang out.”

She nodded as they
stepped into the noise. It was crazy, even for five on a Friday. He
had insisted on meeting early before the massive Friday crowd. He
wanted to be out of there before the band started up.

Part of the problem
was the way she was dressed. She’d worn a knee length dress
that normally he probably would call demure. But, the fabric clung to
her curves, highlighting every single one of them. She had opted for
heels tonight, not normal for her, so she was just an inch or so
shorter than he was. And, lord have mercy, she smelled divine.

His fingers were
already itching to peel her dress off her and lose himself.

A shout from the bar
pulled him out of his fantasy. “Dr. Jones.”

She turned, smiled
and waved at a group of students then continued on to the patio.
Gianni just thanked God it was warm enough to sit outside. He
couldn’t handle all that noise. When they stepped out, he saw
his friends immediately. They had grabbed a table and made sure there
were two extra chairs.

Sam Andrews waved
them over. When they got there, all three men stood. Dammit, they
were attempting to impress her.

“
Kianna, this
is Sam Andrews, Mike Henry and Colbie Jackson. Guys, this is Dr.
Kianna Jones.”

They exchanged
pleasantries and took their seats. The waitress bounced up. After
taking their orders, she flounced away and Kianna chuckled.

“
So, do y’all
always get that kind of attention?”

Andrews smiled.
“Most of the time. I figure they are drawn to my animal
magnetism.”

Without missing a
beat, Kianna said, “I’m sure.”

It was said with
just enough humor the guys laughed.

“
She’s
got your number, Andrews,” Jackson said.

Gianni didn’t
realize how nervous he’d been about her meeting his friends
until he started to relax as she got to know the guys. If she could
fit in with them, she wouldn’t have a problem with his family.

* * * *

Kianna smiled at
Mike as he was relating some story about their last training mission.
It was nice to see Gianni with his friends. It was a different side
of him she assumed his family saw, but not everyone. She understood
the camaraderie in the military, especially with a group like these
men.

“
So, Kianna,
what do you teach?” Mike asked. He was a nice man, tall and
thin, a year or two older than Gianni. The freckles on his face along
with the red hair and guileless blue eyes made him look younger,
though.

“
I mainly
teach freshmen entry classes. I do a few literature classes but I
tend to like the grammar classes.”

“
Ugh,”
Sam said. “That is one class I always had a problem with.”

“
Of course you
do, Andrews. It’s your mother tongue,” Mike joked.

Sam opened his mouth
to say something then slanted her a look. She laughed. “You
don’t have to behave around me.”

“
Be right
back,” Gianni said as he kissed her cheek then gave the rest of
the group a nasty look.

When he stepped into
the bar, his friends started laughing. “Oh, man, that was the
Santini Death Stare,” Colbie said. A Texan by birth, it was
easy to hear in his voice. He was the oldest of the group, and it
showed on his face. He had seen the most action. He was dark, some
kind of Mediterranean in his blood, she guessed. He had the most
amazing green eyes, which were framed by long lashes. From the
predatory looks he got from a lot of the women, she assumed he never
lacked for companionship. Heck most of them probably didn’t.
They all were built like Gianni—she knew it was required for
the job—and they exuded a level of confidence that drew women
in.

“
Death stare?”
she asked.

“
Well, yeah,
we’ve met a few of the brothers and they are all the same. Very
territorial,” Sam said. The youngest of the bunch, he was the
fair one. With his blond hair and blue eyes, he resembled a Viking.

“
Are you
telling me I’m territory?” she asked, pretending to be
irritated.

His smile faded and
he swallowed. “Uh…”

“
Oh, shit,
she’s screwing with you, Andrews. Don’t mess with him,
Kianna. A pretty woman like you messes up his head,” Colbie
said with a smile.

She leaned forward.
“Want to know a secret?” she asked.

Colbie nodded.

“
I knew that
and you spoiled my fun.”

He looked nonplused
for a second then threw back his head and laughed.

“
So, tell us,
Kianna, will you give us any dirt on Santini?” Mike asked.

She smiled and
realized that she really liked Gianni’s friends. They had
accepted her as if they had known her for years. She had heard
military folk were like that, but she hadn’t experienced it.

“
Sure what do
you want to know?”

* * * *

Gianni was on his
way back from the bathroom when he ran into Jackson. “You
better make sure you keep that lady happy.”

He frowned. “What
do you mean by that?”

The older man
shrugged. “She’s a charmer and if something happens, she
will probably have at least three PJs knocking on her door.”

“
Ah, I would
hate to have to kill you, Jackson.”

He said it with a
little humor but Jackson apparently picked up on the underlying
threat. “Just saying you better keep her happy. Not all women
are so easy with a horde of military guys, especially when she didn’t
grow up in the military. She’s a keeper.”

After giving Gianni
a clap on the shoulder he walked off in the direction of the head.
The band started up again and Gianni winced. Damn, time to head back
home…Kianna’s. It hadn’t been that long but he
spent more time over at her place than he did at his own.

He stepped out on
the patio. She was laughing with his friends, her head thrown back as
her laughter drifted toward him. Even over the sound of the band and
the people around him, he could hear it. There was something so damn
alluring about Kianna all the time, but she was irresistible when she
was happy.

Andrews leaned
forward and said something to her and she turned and waved at him.
His friends started laughing. Okay, that was enough of that.