I shrug. “I have my suspicions, but I don’t know how he would have gotten this number. Gavin changed my number after…”
I feel the hairs on the back of my arms and neck rise at the thought of Martin being the guilty party. He won’t know where I am, will he?
“Honey, I don’t think you have anything to worry about. You’ll go home and find out it was someone you know trying to get a hold of you.”
I nod, straighten my back, and tighten my grip on Gio’s hands. “You’re right. I’m just being silly.”
“You’re not silly. It’s only natural to worry after what you’ve been through. You’re being cautious.”
“You’re right. Enough about me. How was your afternoon?”
I quickly change the subject, because the longer I dwell on it, the longer it will consume me.
“Not as good as yours by the sounds of what Lucca told me.”
“It’s good to know a guy that likes shopping, afternoon cocktails, and junk food.”
Gio laughs. “The Neanderthal in my brother hasn’t put you off?” he winks at me.
“Absolutely not. He’s good company.”
“What do you think about getting out of here?” Gio asks me.
“What do you have in mind?”
Gio jumps to his feet, picks up my bag, and throws it over his shoulder. “Let me show you.”
He takes my hand in his and I follow him like a little lost puppy. Only, my hand encased in his is the only thing I need to feel on top of the world and forget the last ten minutes at the pool.
We walk through his hotel, passing holiday makers until we’re at the back of the hotel. He takes out his key, opens the private door, and we walk through. It’s clear that this is a private residence, because it’s decorated more homely. It’s peaceful and calm.
“Where are we?”
“This is where I lived, before I bought my own house. I haven’t been here in a while, but going to your room was too far away.” He rounds on me quickly and lifts me into mid-air. We get tangled in my bag over Gio’s shoulder and we both laugh.
“Damn bag. That looked a little less messy in my head.”
“Why don’t you show me.”
Gio untangles us and throws down my bag with a clunk on the tiles and looks up at me. “I hope you don’t have any breakables in there.”
“Nothing that can’t be replaced.”
My answer clearly satisfies Gio, because he stalks towards me like I’m his prey. My whole body feels like electric is pulsing through my limbs.
He pushes the straps of my dress down my arms and the garment falls to a puddle on the ground. I’m standing in my strapless bikini, staring up into Gio’s eyes. His thumb rubs against my lips softly before his lips find mine and devour my mouth. Our mouths are connected ferociously; probing, duelling, exploring. If I could die from a kiss, then this would be one of those kisses. It leaves me gasping, seeing stars.
Gio lifts me off my feet and walks backward with me in his arms. We crash into something, but it doesn’t deter our movements. I rip at his shirt, trying to give me skin on skin contact with him. There’s too much clothing between us.
Gio puts me down on a couch and crawls between my legs, pulling his shirt over his head easily. He kisses down my chest, hooking his fingers at either side of my pants and pulls them down my legs teasingly slowly. I’m ready to combust. I need him now.
He kisses back up the inside of my leg and lands on my core. His tongue circles my clit, sucking, pulling it between his teeth. My body is writhing below him. Holding onto his head, moving him to places I need, sends me spiralling into oblivion. He kisses back up my stomach, pulling down the cups of my bikini, nipping at my nipples. I’m trying to get my breathing under control, but all he’s doing is sending me spiralling again. He wriggles out of his shorts and gives me no warning as he plunges deep inside of me, hitting my cervix with the tip of his dick. I feel so full, but in a good way. I’ve never had as many orgasms in my life, but Gio is only satisfied when I’m sated.
“This is going to be quick, honey.”
I can’t even answer him. I grip my legs around his waist and pull him in deeper with my crossed ankles. Thrust for thrust, kiss for kiss, we climb higher and higher until we explode together. I’m seeing more than stars as Gio empties inside of me.
Gio rolls off me and pulls me into his arms. My head rests on his chest comfortably. I can feel his beating heart underneath my ear. It makes me smile that I can do that to a man. A man I like. If I could bottle up that feeling I would. It’s the biggest boost to my confidence.
