Yes!
I love the way he knows my body and I know his. How he whispers sweet nothings in my ear as he molds my breasts, twirling his tongue over my nipples before sucking to build the sensual elation of what’s to come.
Hope of a better tomorrow.
“I have an idea…”
Giulio arches a suggestive brow. “Really now?”
“Yes, turn us around.”
When he does, I sit up to straddle his waist and grin at his enthusiastic sexy smolder. Giulio props himself on his forearms, those heavenly biceps and abdominal muscles tense at the motion. “So, what’s going on in that sexy mind of yours?”
“You’ll know soon enough,” I giggle, pecking his lips before saying. “I’ll be right back!”
I’m out of the bedroom and return from the kitchen with a jar of wildflower honey. I rattle it upon entry and Giulio grins widely. “Come here, baby. Remind me how wild we get.”
A passionate fiery kiss follows until I straddle his waist and playfully shove back his shoulder. “Hands above your head, Giannotti.”
Giulio lies down on the king sized bed as I unscrew the lid. I dip a finger into the golden honey and pop it into my mouth. The taste is light and fruity, yet richly flavored at the same time as I whirl my tongue around.
The way Giulio is looking at me…Damn, I’m in paradise.
With his hard cock pressed against my core, I tease him a little longer. I generously dip in two fingers and trail the lustrous honey from his base to a paved path around the bruises and then his lips. There’s something about the way he rebels against my hands-off command by sexily holding back my hair and those curse filled moans that have me suck, lick, and swirl away the sticky spread off his body faster.
Erotically, red lipstick along his body replaces the honey. The moment I reach his mouth, Giulio swiftly spins us around so he’s on top and pins me to the bed. Instead of devouring his honey lips, he has me share the experience through our long passionate kiss, that familiar electric charge between us intensifying.
“Dio mio,” he murmurs with a smile, setting the jar of honey on the bedside table. “The things I’m going to do after that sexy stunt you just pulled, Mrs. Giannotti.”
My entire body is throbbing for him as he rubs the tip of his cock at my wet pussy, so damn hard and ready for me. His sexy smolder has me grinning. “You make me so happy, Giulio.”
“So do you, my angel.”
“I’m still on birt—”
Giulio doesn’t wait to hear as he thrusts inside me. I moan out his name, the word velvet against my lips. A mystified scent of vanilla and rich oak surrounds us. There’s a fire circulating my heart that reaches across every single nerve ending.
I cannot stop grinning against every motion.
Neither can he.
I adore his smile lines and the way it charges the atmosphere around us further. He takes my left hand and brushes it across his chest. I know it’s bound to hurt with the bruises. “Your touch repairs me.”
The thrusts deepen.
The pleasure builds.
It’s so intimate and loving. Oh my good God.
“Fuck.” He curses against my mouth. My legs wrap around his waist where I lock my ankles as his hands hug my waist. I’m in awe of the way he lifts us up to his knees and pins my back against the fabric upholstered headboard while thrusting.
“Yes, baby.” My nails run across his muscular biceps until my hands wrap around his neck for support. This long-awaited moment has been worth it. Our bodies connect so perfectly. It feels as though mine is floating in the air with his enduring hold. I want this sensual moment to last forever.
Every second looking into his bluish-gray eyes and witnessing desire deepen makes me surge faster in rhythm with his hips. We’re smiling amid jagged breaths, our romantically tender gazes on one another urges our motions even more intense.
“Oh, baby…we’re so lucky this headboard is wall mounted.”
The reality of his words makes me laugh. “You did it on purpose!”
Giulio winks with a sexy smirk. “Shhh, our secret.”
Our pure bliss has me shutting my eyes in pleasure of the fire burning all over my body. The size of the void Giulio fills is so vast. A sticky sweetness hits my bouncing breasts and my gaze opens to honey dripping from Giulio’s pointer and middle finger. Still rocking into me, I’m further turned on as he teasingly rubs it all over my breasts and watches me suck his fingers clean before he lowers his head to lick away the glittering golden honey against my skin ever so slowly.
My racing heart explodes. “Don’t stop, baby. Don’t stop.”
“Never, amore.”
My continuous moans have him flicking his tongue over my pebbled nipples, He intensifies our hot sex by biting down hard on them with a sexy, dominant growl and just the right amount of pressure to pull me under.
I love this man. I love him so damn much.
“You’re my air, Lencia.”
“And you’re mine.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful. It feels like a dream having you here.”
That velvety voice…
“A dream I never want to wake up from.”
“We don’t have to,” he breathes. “Not anymore.”
“There’s nothing more I want than this life with you.”
My nails sink into his skin and it only takes a few more thrusts for me to come undone at his touch. His kiss swallows my moans as I clench around him and lose myself in the new world we have created for ourselves.
It’s him.
It’s always been him.
Giulio Giannotti is my healing. My everything.
Wherever this night takes us, I know I will remember it forever. Because this will not only be a memory, from this point forward this will be our life.
Moments later his face falls into the crook of my neck and he kisses the base, all while moaning along to every slower thrust as his warmth spills inside me. Moments pass before Giulio lies us back down and hovers over me.
