I increase the pace of my fingers thrusting in and out of her.
Fucking hell. I don’t know how I’m going to last when her tight pussy is wrapped around my cock.
When I raise my gaze to Liana’s, I’m happy to see she’s staring down at me. I flick my tongue out and apply pressure against her clit. Her mouth falls open, and the glazed look in her eyes takes over.
“Massi, I’m ….”
“Let go, baby. Let your body take over, and give me that orgasm it’s begging to have.”
I go back to sucking her clit, and when I curl my fingers inside of her, hitting that special spot, she arches her back, throws her head into the comforter, and lets out a cry. “Holy shit, Massi!”
My name on her lips while she comes like her fucking life depends on it, awakens my dick like no other as it presses into the comforter with a need I know only she can satisfy.
But her pussy milking me dry will have to wait for another time.
As she comes down from her high, slowing her grinding to a stop, I unlatch from her clit and slowly withdraw from her pussy.
I hold up my fingers and admire the way they glisten under the lights.
Liana gazes down at me under heavy lids when I suck them into my mouth, licking up every ounce of her.
“Holy crap,” she murmurs under her breath.
I crawl back up her body, making sure to give her sweet pussy one last kiss, then roll her so I’m on my back and she’s cradled into my side.
She places her hand on my chest and says, “That was… amazing.”
I chuckle. “You have no fucking idea.”
A few silent moments pass between us before I say, “What’re you even going to Sicily for?”
“I have to go to my manufacturer and go over some dresses we needed done at the last second. I can’t believe you dropped everything to come with me.”
“I would do anything for you, Liana. Plus, this’ll be a good surprise for my parents since they’re in Sicily, as well.”
“Oh, they are?”
“Yeah, my dad wanted me to go to meet with some contacts there, but since it fell so soon after our wedding, he told me another time. I guess it worked out, though.”
“What a coincidence,” she says, then snuggles back into my chest.
As we lie in bed talking, I can’t help the fucking joy that runs through me at finally having the woman of my dreams. Life couldn’t get any fucking better.
35
MASSIMO
It was late when we touched down in Sicily last night, so we ended up falling asleep when we got to our villa.
A squeal wakes me, causing me to shoot up in my bed.
“What’s going on?” I gasp, grabbing my gun from my nightstand.
Liana’s sitting up in bed next to me, hair damp as if she’s already taken a shower, typing something on her phone at an alarmingly quick pace.
“The dresses are done!” she exclaims.
“The… the dresses are done?” I let out a relieved sigh, knowing we’re not being fucking attacked, butshit, did she really have to scream like that?
