22. The Next Stage

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N/A- In the media above, there is a series of song lyrics from different songs by an awesome band, Panic! At The Disco. All the lyrics are lyrics that I think make great quotes. Here's my first quote of the book, as late as it is:

"I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck than any boy you'll ever meet. Sweetie, you had me. Girl, I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always be just me."
- Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off By Panic! At the Disco.

Doesn't that sound like something Cristiano would say? Actually, Cristiano will be quoting a ton of stuff from different songs, movies and shows. I'll tell you where the quote is from also.

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CRISTIANO
**This chapter contains sexual scenes, read of your own choice. You may skip if you'd like**
^^^THIS IS A LIE FOR NOW

She continued to kiss me, not letting me touch her, but what surprised me was that her kiss was rougher than usual. And I liked it. I pulled away, my out of breath panting in sync with hers. "I'm not taking no for an answer this time." I whispered, close to losing my composure.

I expected her eyes to widen even at least a little bit, as they always do when I say things like this, but she was full of small surprises today. She grew a mischievous smile on her beautiful face. "Should I lock the door?" She whispered back.

I raised my eyebrows. "That's up to you. How far are you willing to go, Harlow?"

She got up, heading towards the door and locked it with a click. She walks back but stops in her tracks and curses adorably.

"Dammit." Her hair involuntarily fell out of her ponytail, creating a raven midnight black curtain of hair around her waist. Something fell out of, and she picked it up. "My hair tie..." She pouted like a cute five year old. She threw it away and ran her hands through her hair, continuing her walk over to me.

She sat on my lap again, straddling me and another mischievous smile played on her soft lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck, mine around her waist, and I kissed her with every force I knew she desired.

God, I was becoming obsessed with her kisses. Addicted. I felt like I couldn't go more than a day without at least touching her. When I first saw her, she was a beautiful art piece and always caught my attention. When I first kissed her, she became a drug and I soon got hooked. Now, I can't get enough. I craved her very soul.

The things she's doing to me, I don't know. I feel on the brink of falling, but then my brain tells me it isn't right and that I can't and never will, so I forget it. It was so confusing. I feel like I want to love her, and then I don't care. All I knew, was that I needed to make up my mind, before it's too late. I know I'm hurting her, I can see it in her eyes. She denies it, but I can tell I'm hurting her. I just wish I knew how to stop.

She gripped my shoulders, as I kissed down her neck and across her collarbone to the other side of her neck. I nibbled and sucked, and she let out the sound I was dying to hear.

"Cristiano..." She moaned my name.

And that did it for me. One more sound out of her mouth and I won't be able to stop. "Si, bellissima?" I mumbled.

As she caught her breath, she ran her fingers through my hair. "I thought about it. And I'm 1,000% sure I'm ready."

My eyes widen and I pull away from her neck, looking at her face that was full of need and desire. "Really?"

She raised her eyebrow. "1,000% is not a real percentage, yet I used it. So what do you think?" I was about to call her a smartäss, but I could already feel the smack I'd get for saying it. So I kept quiet. "Now, go ahead and get what you want." She whispered.

"Whatever you say, baby." And I crashed my lips into hers, knowing this was gonna go all the way tonight.

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I woke up and he had an arm wrapped lazily around my waist while we were laying on our sides, faced together, our bodies close under the white sheets. I looked up at his sleeping face, hearing his light snoring and quiet breaths. I reached up to touch his hair, twirling it in my fingers before brushing down his chiseled jaw with my forefinger.

I put my head against his chest and listened to his steady heartbeat, making me more relaxed. He started to stir and hearing him yawn quietly, I looked up and he had his eyes closed, but he was smiling brightly. "You were right..." He trailed off, opening his eyes fully. "You are amazing in bed."

I could feel myself blushing deeply, and I buried my face into his chest with a muffled "I know." I could feel his chest vibrate as he let out a deep laugh. "Sei così carina."

He lifted my chin up so I would look at him. He planted a kiss on my lips. I smiled but remembered something. He went for another kiss, but I turned away. "No!"

"Why?" I could hear the pout in his voice. "Because it's morning, and I'm not killing you with morning breath. Murder is against the law!" He laughed and left big kisses all over my face, making me squirm and giggle.

"That's rich coming from you." He laughed again.

I sat up, and got out of bed. He groaned. "Where are you going?! Don't leave me!" I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face. "To take a shower."

I headed to the bathroom and stopped to look at him. "Join, if you want." And left it at that. I turned on the water, making sure it was hot enough before stepping in. I wiped my hands over my face, feeling the hot water relax my body. I was slightly sore from last night, I hadn't done it since my breakup with Francisco which was more than five months ago.

"Decided to take me up on that offer?" I smiled, feeling a presence behind me. I turned around and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Why would I decline the chance of being with you again?" He leaned in to kiss me and this time I accepted it, wrapping my arms around his neck. He placed his hands on the back of my thighs and I let him pick me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and he moved us so my back was pushed against the wall.

We ended up having shower sex. So much for getting clean.

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I slipped on some Victoria's Secret red lace bra and panties and threw on his grey t-shirt and my grey yoga pants. Heading downstairs into the kitchen, Marcella, Dominic
, Zach and Giovanni were staring at me.

They looked like they were trying to hold back smiles and laughs. I was confused until Zach spoke up. "So...how was the D?"

They all burst into laughter and I flushed bright red. "How--"

"Walls may be soundproof but the doors aren't, sweetie. You can hear threw them only if you're close to the door. The only person close enough to the door was Zach. He told us." Marcella giggled. Cristiano came down the stairs and they laughed even more.

"You people are so immature. It's called great sex, get over it." He poured some coffee into a cup.

Hey, at least Eli doesn't know. I eased slowly into my chair. "You okay?" Alexi asked, walking into the kitchen. I cleared my throat. "I'm fine." I mumbled.

"Why, bellissima, it's just a question. You obviously don't look just fine." Cristiano teased, handing me a cup of coffee. He sat at the counter beside me.

"Shut up, or last night will be our only night." My threat made him almost him choke on his coffee.

"Damn, the punishments are getting worse and worse." He muttered. "What's going on today, padre?"

Dominic put down and folded his newspaper, taking off his reading glasses and holding the bridge of his nose. "Well, not only are we doing with one psycho maniac. But now we're dealing with two. And what makes it worse, they share the same blood. I honestly didn't know Natasha Petrov would show up yesterday."

CRISTIANO

Although I did ask him, I tuned him out completely. All I could think about, was the girl from last night. The girl beside me. I glanced at her empty right hand on the table and reached for it, holding her soft hand in my rough one. We interlaced our fingers and she smiled at me, causing me to crack one back.

Just her simple touch brought my mind back to last night. Last night, was amazing. I was honestly exhausted. We both were, we didn't get a lot of sleep last night. "Cristiano Romano!" My mother shouted. I tuned back in and father had an annoyed look on his face and my mother was pissed. "Are you even listening? Your father asked you a question."

I looked at him and he narrowed his eyes. I raised an eyebrow. "What? I'm listening."

"I asked, would you be okay with it? I was--"

"Okay with what?" I cut him off, just to piss him off. But my smile dropped when I saw that Harlow's smile was fading.

He huffed. "Do not interrupt me, son. I was thinking of having you propose next month in June instead of in December. Are you okay with that?"

I stood up, my eyes widened. "No! I'm not okay with that! I have things planned already and you know I don't like changing plans at the last minute."

She perked up smiling at me. "Ooh! What kind of plans?"

I smiled back. "It's a surprise. Just know you're getting engaged in December. I won't tell you anything more. Not even the day." I dropped my smile and looked at my father. "Why should I push it back to next month?"

"Well, it's been brought to my attention that Harlow can be with whoever she wants until she's engaged. Anyone can do anything to her. Kiss her, hug her--you get the idea. I just thought you'd wanna propose sooner so no one would snatch her from you before you get the chance to call her your fiancée." My eyes widened once more, my hot temper flaring up.

"The hell someone is gonna try to take her from me! There's no way in hell that I'm gonna let that happen. She's mine, and she's stay mine for seven more damn months! Who brought it to your attention?"

I turned my deathly glare to Giovanni as my father nodded his head toward him.
"I fucking dare you to try to touch her. I'll hit you so hard you'll still feel it while you're lying dead in your grave. And I won't give a damn about the consequences. Got that, Gio?" I gritted my teeth.

"Hey, it was just a warning. I don't have to touch her. She'll come to me all on her own." He smirked.

I took a step towards him and Harlow grabbed my arm. "No." She frowned. "Let me do it."

"Bitch get over yourself. There's no way in hell we'd be together. I'd rather screw a cactus. Pardon my French but Giovanni, you can honestly go fuck yourself."

Zach gave her a high five while mother gasped, father laughed along with Alexi and I flipped Giovanni off. What pissed me off though, was that he looked unaffected by her words and had the most annoying amused smirk.
"I swear if you do not wipe that stupid ass smirk off your face, I'll do for you my way."

He chuckled and headed up the stairs and I gave my biggest eye roll yet. I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist. Harlow had wrapped her arms around my waist and was looking at me. "Calm down." I smiled and wrapped my arm around her, kissing the top of her head.

That's another thing I really like about her. She's short. The top of her head comes up to my chest and I like it.

My mother and Alexi looked at us and squealed with the biggest smiles. "YOU TWO ARE SO CUUUUTE!" I could tell they both startled Harlow cause she jumped.

"Stop it, woman you're scaring our future daughter in-law." Father scolded with a smile.

I groaned. "Ugh, guys!" I hate with all my soul being called the gross word 'cute'. I'm not 'cute', I'm sexy as hell. "For now on, the word 'cute' is a bad word. No cursing!"

"What? You are the cutest couple!" Alexi gasped. I huffed. "Hey! I just said no cursing!" She rolled her eyes at my words.

Harlow giggled, a red tint overcoming her pale cheeks. "Uh, thanks--" she was cut off by her phone ringing. She looked at it and huffed, answering it and put it on speaker.
"What, Mother?"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I've been such a horrible mother. Please come back 'cause we miss you."

She scoffed. "Don't call again." And with that, she hung up. "Bullshitter." She muttered and crossed her arms.

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Bye, loves!

- COA

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