Page 52 of Ciao, Amore

Dani finally turned, and she could see his smile as she slid her arms back up around his neck. He kissed her, wrapping his heavy arms around her hips, and each kiss only reignited the flames.

“Do you want to go back in there to keep partying with them?” he asked.

She answered, “Okay. But take it easy on the limoncello tonight. I want you wide awake when we get back to the room so you can fuck me.”

“Told you, I ain’t gonna fuck you in Naples.” Those deliciously full lips widened into a grin. She wanted to suck on them, but it would have to wait.

“Alright, then. I’ll have to fuck you.”

17

ONE RULE

NICO

Two in the morning. Quittin’time at the club. After making sure Merelys and Vanessa were good to drive, Nico got behind the wheel of the Ferrari for the ride home. Angelo and Tori were making out in the backseat while he was busy concentrating on the road and running his hand under Dani’s skirt where she sat beside him.

He pulled it out to make the twisting curves safely with both hands. When the road straightened again, he held the one that had fingered her up to his nose for a deep whiff of her, then a quick suck of his finger. She rolled her eyes at him, but her thighs pressed together like she had to dam up a flood.

He couldn’t fucking wait to get her back in his room. Their room. Thank God for ancient faulty plumbing.

The villa was quiet. Not even stopping to say good night to the others, he grabbed her hand and raced upstairs to their room. He checked the locks three times to make sure nobody was getting in while Dani watched him and laughed softly. He turned, ready to grab her and throw her on the bed, but she evaded him, kicking off her sneakers and placing them neatly on the rug under the armoire. He tried to grab that ass from behind and smack it a little to get started, but she shooed him off.

“Bathroom,” she said.

“Fuck. Fine,” he exclaimed and went to sit on the edge of the bed with impatience. Deciding not to waste a second, Nico took off his sneakers and undressed to his boxers, squeezing his dick in anticipation while he waited.

When she came out moments later, his mouth fell open. She was wearing her strapless bra and her panties, both black and lacy. Judging from the way her nipples jutted against the cups, he knew she was ready to continue where they’d left off. Dani crossed to the bed and stood between his legs, bending to kiss him slowly, with her tongue licking its way into his mouth. Her skin was hot under his hands, and he touched her wherever he could reach. But when he tried pulling her down onto the bed, she pulled back, much to his frustration.

“I should give you what you deserve and leave you hangin’ for a few days. But since you were nice to me tonight…Come on.”

Now curious, he stood and let her lead him by the hand to the French doors that opened to the garden. At night, the shapes of the potted trees and flowered shrubbery were shadows. Under the pergola draped with vines, there were two loungers, in addition to a white iron bistro table and chairs. He headed for the loungers, ready to lay her down and commence feasting on the body that had left him tormented with longing all night, but to his surprise, she took charge.

Dani pushed him down onto the cushion and straddled the lounger, smiling down at him with wicked intentions. His body could have exploded into flames wondering what she was going to do next.

“You took good care of me earlier. Your turn.”

“What, are you seriously gonna fuck me?” he asked with a lascivious grin.

“I’m gonna try.” She giggled. “Lay back. Relax. But we’ve got one house rule.”

“What’s that?” he asked with trepidation.

“You don’t touch me until I say you can.”

He’d already been hard since the minute they walked into their room, but at her words, his cock stiffened further, tenting his boxers. Dani bent down to run her fingertips up and down the hardness through the cloth, giving him a supreme view of her tits in that fucking sexy bra. The string lights were on, and while she wasn’t fully illuminated, he could see her and everything she was about to do to him.

Relenting with a dramatic sigh, he said, “Alright, do your worst.”

Dani placed each of his hands on the arms of the lounger, making sure he was relaxed and comfortable. Then she lowered her ass till she was seated on him, but not on his neglected cock that twitched with the first sign of impatience.

He didn’t touch her, as he’d agreed. When she kissed him, her mouth was hot and sweet, and she teased him with the light brush of her tits on his chest. A tingling sensation lit up in his fingers, itching to touch her face, plunge his hands in that hair, and squeeze her nipples until they were as hard as his dick.

But he didn’t touch her. He’d said he wouldn’t, but now it wasn’t so amusing anymore when she suckled his earlobe, or when she ran that tongue down to his pecs and treated his nipples to more sucking. It felt so good, it sent shockwaves through his body.

“That’s good. That’s…fuckinggood,” he murmured.

“Thought you might like that,” Dani said with a soft laugh. The sound was carried away through the lush space and over the wall.

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