"It's good to have you home, Maximus."Antonio leans around Aurei and tells me."Nice to meet you, Siri."

I walk forward, meeting him halfway, and offer my hand."Nice to meet you too, Antonio.I apologize for the mistaken identity earlier.I hope I didn't offend you.I couldn't believe how handsome the waiters were."

He flirts as he cuts his eyes at Aurei."I could not resist helping such a beautiful lady.The pleasure was mine."

He takes my offered hand, and I pump it like a true Southern Cowgirl.

"Ah."He smiles at Aurei."No kisses from the feisty bitch."

We crack up laughing.

He pats Aurei on the back as he goes by, heading for the door.He bends over, picks up my bra, tosses it to Aurei, and tells him."Answer your phone, Maximus.Ciao."

I walk over to Aurei and grab a handful of his ass."Maximus.The name suits you."

He chuckles and takes off his towel, then twists it.

"Oh snap!"I squeal and run to the bedroom.I hear it 'crack' behind me as I dive onto the bed.Grabbing a pillow and twisting to defend myself, Aurei dives on the bed next to me, and when he lands, the bed springs like a mini-trampoline.I jump to my feet easily with the momentum and tower over him, then giggling like mad, I raise the pillow over my head.

"Oh, no!"He says as I deliver the first blow of the pillow fight.He grabs his pillow and puts it over his head.He peeks out between impacts as I pummel him while I bounce on the bed.I squeal when he grabs my foot and snatches hard, pulling it out from under me.I sail over backward, and he pounces on me.

I giggle as he straddles me, sits on my chest, and takes the pillow out of my hands.His smile beams as he raises the pillow high over his head and threatens me with it.The view I have is breathtaking.His massive chest and back resemble that of an archangel spreading his wings."Oh my Fucking Golden God!You are gorgeous!A fucking fine feast!"

He drops his arms, and the pillow falls on my face softly.I hear him laughing out loud and feel his body shaking with it.The sound is contagious, and I laugh hard too.As he removes the pillow, I crinkle my nose and stick my tongue out at him.He laughs as he rolls off me onto his back.We lay side by side, staring up at the ceiling, laughing and giggling.When we catch our breath, I ask him."What's so fucking funny?"

"Your descriptive phrases."He chuckles."A fucking fine feast!Where do you come up with shit like that?"

"That one just popped into my head when I saw you that first day."I laugh with him.

"You are certainly unique, Wild Thang."

The room phone rings, and we both turn to stare at it like it's a giant monster that just walked in."I have to get that."He tells me.

"I know."

He crawls over to it and answers.When he hangs up, he tells me."That was confirmation on our dinner reservation.We have about an hour and a half to kill.Let's go take a quick shower and get ready to eat."

"It's still my turn to bathe you."I grab at his ass as he gets up, and he slaps my hand away."Should I call you Maximus while I'm in Rome?"I ponder out loud while I follow him in."You know, like everyone else.Because when in Rome and all that."I poke fun at him.

He chuckles."Call me whatever you like."He turns the water on.

"Which do you prefer, though?"

"Whatever you prefer."

"I really like Maximus.It suits you.You are Maximus deliciousness."

He chuckles as he steps into the shower."Come on.The water is warm."He holds out his hand to me, and I climb in with him.He slides the curtain behind me, embracing me.Only the tip of his cock, and the tip of my tits touch, but the instant electricity that shoots through us makes him drop his arms to embrace me and makes me slide mine to his ass.He kisses me deeply and fully, then he releases me and hands me the soap.I spin him around and push him to the wall.

"But Aurelius suits you too.Golden God and all that."I rub the soap all over his back, then lather him up.When it is rich and thick, I start my massage."I can't decide."

"Ah!"He moans as he puts one arm against the wall and lays his head on it.

I start at the base of his neck and work my way down his back."Does that feel good?Don't answer.I know it does.I get a massage once a week in Vegas."The density of his muscle mass tells me how strong he is.I dig my thumbs in and fan them outward along the contour line of his muscles.

He moans for me."Mmhmm."

"I can feel some tension knots that need to be worked out."I move to the arm that is hanging limp.I knead it between my hands, rolling it like dough.