Page 223 of Valentino

“And the verdict?”

“Oh yes, it’s all coming back to me now.” I reach over and cup his face. “It was of a very high standard.”

Magic dances between us.

“I thought for a moment that I was going to hurt you.”

“Well.” I shrug. “No surprise there, I haven’t had sex in a long time.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know, nobody seemed to do it for me, so I stopped trying to force a physical connection. It was kind of like constantly buying the wrong car.”

He purses his lips as he contemplates my answer. “That approach sounds a lot more insightful than mine.”

“Why, what was your approach?”

“Blue pills.”

I giggle. “Nobody was doing it for you either?”

“Not really.”

“So, you stopped having sex altogether?” I ask.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he scoffs. “I just fucked more people to make sure it was a them problem.” He widens his eyes. “Because it couldn’t have been me, right?”

I burst out laughing and he does too, deep bellyaching chuckles where we can’t catch our breath.

He falls serious, rolls me onto my back and takes my hands and holds them over my head as he stares down at me. “I probably should give you the full test drive experience.” He licks my lips. “You know, just so you are well aware of what the equipment is capable of.”

“Well.” I smile up at him. “In order to make an informed star rating, that’s probably a good idea.”

He breaks into a broad, beautiful smile, “Star rating?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And do pray tell how the rating system is judged?”

“It’s one star per orgasm.”

He blinks.

“So, you’re currently a four-star lover.”

“Fuck off, four stars.” He takes my nipple into his mouth. “I haven’t even started yet.” He bites hard and it’s like a hot wire to my G-spot. I twist to get away from him. “Prepare to be fucking drilled, Miss Russo. You might not survive it.”

“Promises, promises.” I giggle as we wrestle.

He spreads my legs with his knees as his teeth sink in harder. “It’s hammer time.”

VALENTINO

A gentle thud wakes me, and I drag my eyes open to see that Anna is walking around the room quietly packing up her things. “Good morning.” I rub my eyes as I try to focus.

“Morning.”

I tap the bed and she comes and sits beside me. “What are you doing?” I frown as I take her hand in mine.