I desperately wanted to have sex with him again…
And those other things just got in the way.
You’re going to have to deal with it at some point,a little voice in my head whispered.
Yeah.
True.
…but not today.
And definitely not right now.
48
Giorgio
The conversation about how I got the scar on my arm stressed me out a little bit.
I was afraid Emilia was going to lose it about the mafia stuff and kick me out of her apartment –
So I did everything in my power to make her forget what we’d talked about.
I think I did a pretty good job.
Her bathroom had a combination tub and shower with a plastic curtain.
We got in and turned on the water so it was nice and hot.
I was already pretty hard, but I wanted to make sure I got her good and turned on before I went any further.
I began to kiss her as I soaped her up.
Her breasts…
Her pussy…
Her ass…
Her breasts again…
“I think they’re clean enough,” she said wryly.
“Mmmm, I don’t know,” I said as I continued sliding my hands across her tits. “I better do it again to be absolutely sure.”
“Is that so,” she said with a grin –
And began to lather up my crotch.
Oh FUCK.
I groaned as she ran one slippery hand softly up and down my cock –
And played with my balls with the other.
If I’d been pretty hard before, I was rock-hard now.
Finally, when I couldn’t stand it anymore, I pulled away from her.
