EroticReverie

Gianna Ginetti

"You look nice." my date for the night, Salvatore Andressano smiles as he greets me at the door. 

"Thanks Sal" I smile and give him a little wink. Salvatore Andressano was one of my bestfriends, one of the four Andressano kids that me and my sister and two brothers grew up with our entire lives, because our parents were close friends and company. 

"Your tits are crazy in that dress." he whispers and I almost snort a laugh and nudge him with my elbow.

"What do YOU know about tits Sal?" I whisper so only he can hear and he gives me a small smile and laughs. 

Salvatore was in the closet, hiding from pretty much everyone but me. We dated briefly when we were about fourteen, and our parents were heartbroken when we'd broken up, and everyone assumes we'll get back together because we're still so close. When they ask why we're not together, we both say we're better off just friends, because he's not ready to let his parents know, or his brothers. I really don't think anyone would over react, or react at all. But, if he's not ready, I never push it, but I'm the only one he talks about it. 

"I might like the same thing as you do Gianna, but I also know when a womans tits look nice too." he says quietly as he slips his arm through mine. 

"Well thanks, me and my tits appreciate you're acknowledment of how awesome they are." I say as we both laugh and make our way into the ball room filled with a few hundred people dressed in black tie. I'm wearing a black a line evening gown, with long sleeves that are off shoulder, with a rounded heart shape neckline, my d cup are tits pressed up and against my chest, making pillows oh flesh bulge out of the top. There's a slit in the front to the side that goes up nearly my entire leg, the hem of the dress flowing out around me and brushing the floor. My black open toed heels, with the strap over my foot , bedazzled with clear stones that look like diamonds, the rest of the shoe plain black with a thin strap around my ankle.

I stop and grab ahold of Sal's arm tighter, making him stop walking.

"What is he doing here?" I whisper under my breath. Sal's eyes carry over to his brother Angelo. 

"Oh, yeah...forgot...he's back." Sal says and then plucks two glasses of champagne off the tray of a waiter offering them to us. 

"you just ..FORGOT?" I hiss under my breath.

Sal laughs as I take the champagne glass from him. 

Angelo Andressano was the oldest child in the Andressano family, and , the tallest, and most breath takingly beautiful human being I'd ever seen in my entire life. While all the Andressano's are tall, he's the tallest at , at least six foot five. He has the same black hair and green eyes as everyone in else in his family, yet he's in a league of his fucking own.

"Drool much Gianna?" Sal whispers, reaching over, tipping my chin up, and I close my mouth and avert my eyes, but it's too late, right before my eyes move away, Angelo catches me staring, and I see the slight uptick on the corner of his mouth as he stands there looking like god's gift to earth. 

"Didn't your sister tell you?" Sal asks and I shake my head as I turn slightly, so Im not tempted to look at Angelo again. 

"He got back a few weeks ago, I thought Gina would have told you they were back together...or...fucking anyways I guess." Sal shrugs. 

My middle school and highschool heart crumbles just a bit to hear that they're back together. Angelo and her dated for about a year, before he left last year to go live in Italy with their grandparents for a year. His break up with my sister was a bit dramatic, because she'd demanded he take her with him. And Angelo didnt want her to go. Not that he COULDNT take her, but he didnt WANT to take her. I've had a crush on the oldest Andresano ever since I can remember. Yes, I'm eighteen and he's twenty three, but so what? What is five years REALLY? When my father knocked my mother up with Gina my oldest sibling when she was only seventeen and he was thirty two. 

Were they going to get back together, together? Like, date? It doesnt matter Gianna, because he's not yours, and he'll never be yours. You shouldnt care, in fact, you DONT care. Except for the fact he was your first kiss , before he ever got with your sister. 

Yep, when I was sixteen, and Angelo was just turned twenty one, it had been his birthday party at this same house, and he'd told me he wanted to show me something, took me upstairs, and out onto the balcony and grabbed my face and kissed me like it was the movies. I remember the smell of his cologne, the way his hands felt on my face, and the way his hands had felt guiding my mouth , tipping and tilting my head gently as his warm tongue stroked my lips and slipped into my mouth. It felt like forever that he kissed me like, but yet, not long enough. His phone had rang an interrupted the kiss that changed my fucking life, and then was kissing my cheek saying "Thanks for the birthday present , princess." Winked, and left. The next day...he was dating my sister. 

Salvatore is the only one who knows about that kiss or my secret pining of his brother, other than me and Angelo himself. When I was heartbroken about the news of him dating my sister, I cried into Sal's lap for hours while he cursed his brother a million different ways for playing with me and toying with me. Even if it was just a kiss. It was my first REAL kiss. I'd pecked Sal on the lips while dating, but there was never tongue, there was never...fire in belly and on my lips, Sal's kisses didn't get my panties wet, no offense to Sal. But he wasnt into it either obviously, so it's fine. 

"Oh...i'm gonna" Sal coughs. "Im gonna use the restroom. Incoming" he whispers.

"What? Sal.." I hiss. "No!" I whisper yell as he downs his champgane and turns. 

"Hello princess." his voice rumbles from behind me and I actually lose my breath a moment as his deep smoky voice purrs right in my ear and down my spine. I feel the goosebumps as they rise on my arms and the way my nipples press into my dress as he makes them tweak with two simple fucking words. 

I take a breath and turn and lift my head to meet his eyes. Fuck. 

From far away, or up close, doesnt matter, he's so fucking attractive it hurts. But upclose I can see his sharp jaw and the stubble covering it, can see the small dimples in his cheeks, and I can smell him. God , his cologne alone could make me drop to my fucking knees. He always smelled so fucking good. 

"Hello Angelo." I say and don't take my eyes off his, trying to seem unaffected by his moss colored eyes with the little flecks of gold and light browns in them, or his lips. Fuck, his lips. That mouth. Just looking at it, I can feel that fucking kiss that we shared three years ago. 

His mouth curves on one side, his dimple growing deeper and I swallow as he drops his eyes from mine, letting me win our little staring contest. His eyes go to my mouth and he smiles a bit more, his tongue peeking out as he slips it along the seam of his lips and lets out a....holy fuck..did he just groan at me? Growl?

His eyes drop again and land right on my cleavage. 

He doesnt even try to hide his gaze, his eyes dropping down and licking his lips slightly as his eyes come back up. 

"Stunning as always princess." he says quietly and moves closer. 

I step back and his dark brow lifts and he cocks his head.

"Don't do that. Dont look at me like that or compliment me." I whisper. Looking around and then back at him. 

"How am I looking at you princess?" he smirks, amused by my clearly taken aback and nervous response to his little flirtatious gaze and words. 

"Dont call me that." I whisper. 

"Princess?" he asks. 

"Yes, That." I say. 

"Isnt that what you are Gianna? The Ginetti princess? The baby, the good girl?" he smirks and steps closer.

"What the hell are you doing?" I hiss, smacking his hand as it reaches for my waist and I look around, feeling like Im going to start sweating. 

"What about Gina?" I whisper at him.

"what about her?" he asks, cocking his head.

"Sal said you two are back together." I say, lifting my chin. 

"We're not." Angelo shakes his head and licks his lips, his eyes falling to my mouth. 

"Sal said you two have been hooking up." I say, stepping back, and he steps forward.

"Doesnt mean we're together." he says.

I scoff. "So you ARE sleeping with her?" 

"Define..sleeping with her." he smirks and I narrow my eyes.

"Cause I wouldnt say we've slept together at all....there's no sleeping being done.." he says and I scoff again.

"You want a straight answer? Then ask what you really want to know princess...Have I fucked her since I've been back?" he asks and I suck in a breath and he smirks.

"I have....a few times...and you know what?" he asks, and I dont realize it, but he's backed me to the side of the ballroom and into the hall where only wait staff are currently moving about, bringing food in and out, ignoring Angelo and myself as he places a hand on the wall next to my head, the other dropping to my waist and I suck in a breath as it slips around me and to the small of my back. 

"I've fucked your sister plenty...the few times since I've been back...and while we were dating....and not once...was I ever as hard as I was when I kissed you that night on the balcony." he groans, and dips down, to bring his mouth to mine and I push at his chest and turn my head. 

"what is wrong with you?" I whisper as I turn my head back and he's licking his lips. 

"What's wrong is that I've been hard for your mouth for three fucking years princess and I want it , right fucking now." he says and then reaches up behind my head to pull me in, and I raise my hand and smack his face. 

It stuns him a moment, and he jerks his head back, but then his just fucking smiles. 

"Okay, I probaly deserve that, but that's the only one you get." he says. 

I scowl, and grit my teeth and raise my hand and yelp as he grabs my wrist while my hand flies to try to do it again. His slams my wrist the wall above my head, and grabs the other as I try to push at him. 

"I said...that's the only one you get....smack me again and I'll pull you upstairs and back on that blacony, strip you down and slap all the prettiest fucking parts of you" he growls. My eyes dart o the workers, passing as if we're not even there, none of them paying any mind the rich man that's manhandling the girl against the wall. 

"And my hands wont be the only thing to touch you princess" he growls. "So smack me again..." he releases my hands and I snatch them down from the wall and to my sides. "I dare you princess." 

"Screw you" I hiss. 

"You kiss me , then date my sister the next day, and then break up with her, disappear, and then come back, screw HER again, and then what? Expect me to kiss you?" 

"Yes." he says and places his hands on the wall by head on either side again. I cross my arms and he smirks as I look up at him. 

"You had your chance , three years ago. You think I want my sisters sloppy seconds? Pass." I say and go to duck out of the little arm cage he has me in. 

"Dating her was not my choice. YOU were my first choice." he says and I huff. 

"But you and Sal..." Angelo shrugs slightly. 

"I just wanted a taste of what I wouldnt ever have, because you belonged to him and he's my brother. I couldnt take his girl." 

"We werent even together!" I say angrily.

"But you were before...and you two look pretty cozy...always together...boyfriend and girlfriend, but without the title....and you don't date anyone else....neither does he..."

"So NOW you're okay with taking me from him?" I recross my arms. 

Angelo smiles.

"Yep. Cause I know his secret." he whispers and dips down and brings his mouth to my ear.

"You dont have the equipment between those pretty legs that he likes Princess" he whispers. 

I suck in a breath. I wouldnt confirm it, but denying it didnt seem right either. 

"I dont know what you-"

"yes you do...and it's okay...you dont have to confirm it for me...i dont need you to....i just found out last week....one of my friends saw him coming out the gay club downtown.." he says. 

"then it all made sense....i always wondered how he could ever not lay his fucking claim to you and make you his .....always wondered how he managed to be around you all the fucking time and not fuck you twenty four fucking seven" Angelo groans.

"Cause if i was him princess.....my cock would be your fucking throne...right along with my face" he whispers and my breath hitches, and my knees shake slightly and clear my throat , shaking my head. 

"my sister" I exhale.  Because learning his brother was the only thing that kept him from persuing me, wasnt enough. Now we had my sister to worry about, who was, I'm pretty sure, in love with him. He'd slept with her, been with her. I was still taking her "Seconds" and she'd never speak to me again if she found out I'd kissed him before she ever did, she'd probably refuse to speak to me ever again just for him wanting me. God, Angelo wanted me? And still does? This is a dream, or a nightmare, I cant decide. 

"I havent hooked up with her, since I found out about Salvatore...when I found out you weren't really his at all." 

"she loves you." I gasp as he lowers his mouth to my cheek. kissing it softly, and then breathes over my skin and brings his mouth to my ear.

"I dont love her. I never have. How could I, when all I ever thought about was you?" he whispers in my ear, pressing a soft kiss below my ear and I whimper. 

"fuck, let me kiss you" he whispers and I gasp as his teeth gently bite my neck and his hands grab my waist and pull me against him and his tongue licks the spot where his teeth were.

"Angelo" I pant as he kisses down my neck and his hands slide up my back and he groans. 

"Yes Princess, just say yes....and I will take you upstairs, and to the spot I first tasted you, and taste you again....and again...and again" 

I whimper as my heart races and my blood rushes and pounds in my veins and between my legs as I feel him hard through his tuxedo pants and curse softly.

"fuck" I breathe as his tongue laps over the curve of my breast, and bites the felsh that heaves from the top of my dress.

"say yes Princess" he growls. 

"yes...yes" I whine and he groans with satisfaction, grabs my hand and pulls me along the hall, to the side of the mansion and up the stairs case they seldom use and up the second floor, down the hall, my dress rustling and I cant help the smile on my face, the anticipation building as we get closer and closer to his room. 

"cmon princess" he smirks over his shoulder, opening the door, and pulling me into his room.