I was pretty sure it was going to be okay, though, according to my fertility calendar.
With all the wrinkles worked out of my head…my bladder started screaming at me. I tried to ease myself out of the hold Nazzareno had on me, but I couldn’t. He held me tighter, and I started wheezing, laughing some. He was doing it on purpose.
“I have to go, Nazzareno!”
“Is that what you call me,SignorinaGirardi?”
“That’s what I’m calling you now.”
“Try again.”
I sighed. I really had to go. “Capitano.”
“Molto bene.” He planted big smooches all over my face. Not meaning to, he stuck his finger in my side, and I wiggled like a worm, trying to get away from him, while laughing like a loon.
“I really have to go pee!”
“It seems I have found a spot, ah?” He bit at my neck, but he let me go. He hissed out a breath when I gave him my naked backside. “Thatculois mine when you come back to bed.”
I stopped and looked at him over my shoulder. I was sore—inside and out. He hadn’t been too rough with my body, but he was just a physically strong man. My insides, though? Those were the most tender. They were healing in places and tearing to shreds in others.
He made acome heremotion with his pointer finger, and I laughed, running to the bathroom.
After I did my business and washed my hands, I checked my reflection in the mirror. I was a hot mess, but somehow…my skin glowed, like I’d swallowed the candle Nazzareno had lit earlier.
When I walked out of the bathroom, I stopped in my tracks.
He waved a rose contraption at me. His cock was already hard, standing out like a sword about to be used for battle.
“Do you always travel with this?” He hit the button and it vibrated.
I went to snatch it from him, but he held it above my head. He brought it closer to me, and I hesitated, acting like I was going to let him have it. Then I jumped and tried to snatch it again.
He was too fast.
He turned from me and put the rose to his nose and inhaled. “Use this often on yourself?”
Oh, fuck me. I was never embarrassed by my lady toys before, but seeing him sniffing it like that…the flame from the candle caught fire inside of me, and thewhooshingheat felt like it rushed to my cheeks.
Nazzareno started laughing. It was husky. “You are deep in thought about this…what is this called?”
“The Rose 5000. Best on the market.” I sighed. “A woman has to do what a woman has to do to get hers. I was traveling alone in foreign countries with a man who goes by the name of ONonmy ass. I wasn’t taking any chances with anyone, and I have needs.” I planted my hands on my hips.
“You do.” And just like that…his face turned to stone, and his mood changed. “Do you like using this toy, my little birdie?”
He took a step closer to me. I took a step back, my hands already reaching out behind me to feel before a wall came at my back.
“It felt pretty good.” I shrugged.
He took a step forward.
I took a step back.
He floated the rose underneath my nose, like he wanted me to smell it. “Smells like you. Smells likemywoman.”
I sighed. The possessive tone to his voice did things to me. I had never liked it before, but when he did it…yes. It fucking turned me on.
My back hit the wall, and he crowded me in. He set his arm next to my head, and the scent of his cologne wafted in the air. I breathed it in, but it wasn’t doing me any favors. It was making me feel wobblier.
