Page 71 of Sins of Bliss

Wordlessly, we both connect like magnets and kiss like we need each other to breathe, not caring—in fact,loving—that the rain pours down upon us.

It is no secret that I find myself to be a romantic, but there could truly be no better way to end a beautiful afternoon getting lost in the books, than with a rain-soaked kiss on a quiet street in Italy.

But there is only so much romance a man can take. A heat ignites through my body, fueled by a desperation to claim and possess my wife so intensely and wholly, that it nearly knocks me over.

Our time in public is finished, and I’m ready to get her home.

And there is no doubt in my mind that she feels the same. Unabashedly, she rubs my cock from outside my pants and works her fingers to squeeze at the tip before sliding her hand down to where she can reach the outline of my balls. The simple touch makes my knees weak and my mind frenzied.

Scooping her into my arms, I opt to carry her the rest of the way, desperate to be inside of her again. “Come, amore mio. I need to get you home and out of these clothes.”

The walk home is hurried as I carry my wife and try not to throw aside every moral I have and press her against a building in the middle of a busy area and fuck her senseless. The way she nibbles at my neck and whispers to me about how she can’t wait for me to lick her pussy again is enough to drive me clinically insane.

I won’t even attempt to be dignified and deny that as soon as I see the motorcycle I rented for our trip come into view in the piazza, Irun.

Chapter 24

Sly

Sully

Are you back on US soil yet?

Enzo

He’s been back for the last week, you twit.

Yes, I told you the date I was coming back, Sullivan. I’ve been back for a week, as Enzo says.

Sully

News to me. Why didn’t you call? Or text?

Must I alert you of my presence at all times?

Sully

Is that a legit question?

Nixon

He’s been too busy fucking his new wife into oblivion, Sully. Give the man a break.

Enzo

Makes sense as to why you have yet to visit your mother. I’ve had to hear about her frustrations toward you all week. She’s pissed, you know.

Luciano

Could we not talk about who Sly has been fucking, please? In case you forgot, he married my sister. Why am I getting these messages, anyway?

Sully

I put you in the chat weeks ago, bud. Welcome to the gang.

Enzo

Do not refer to us as a gang. Remove the Paladino.

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