Page 71 of His Beautiful Revenge
“Really?”
“No,” she grinned at him. “I’ll be wearing a surgical mask and scrubs. It really is that complicated. Then I’ll get a cab to a hotel and camp out there for a few days until we see how the land lies.”
Giacomo slid his arm around her waist. “Not too long,Principessa.And if it’s safe, then I’ll sneak in.”
“So what now?”
“Now, we’ll just have to wait.”
Norah opened the door of the hotel room a crack and chuckled. “You just couldn’t stay away, huh?” She opened the door, pulled Giacomo inside, and locked the door again. He caught her mouth with his, lingering over the kiss. Norah slid her hands under his t-shirt.
“You’re overdressed, Mr. Conti …”
He pulled his t-shirt over his head in one move and she laughed. “More like it.”
“Uh-ah, your turn …” He pulled the spaghetti straps of her dress down her shoulders and let the dress slip to the floor, “Hmm. Still not naked enough.” With one quick move, he unclasped her bra, and her full breasts fell into his hands. He dipped his head to take each nipple into his mouth in turn. Norah sighed, closing her eyes and reveling in the sensations his tongue sent shivering through her body. She tangled her fingers in his hair, breathing in his clean, woody scent.
“Giacomo …” she whispered and he stood and covered her mouth with his. He lifted her easily in his arms and carried her to the bed. He kicked off his jeans and underwear and made Norah laugh by taking the waistband of her panties in his teeth and attempting to pull them off.
“You lunatic,” she gasped with laughter and pushed him away, sliding her underwear off. Giacomo straddled her and she grinned up at him. “What are you looking at, mister?”
Giacomo grinned. “Well, for starters, the most exquisite face on this earth.” He bent over and trailed his lips across her cheek to her mouth, “The most delicious lips …”
Norah sighed as his lips pressed against her throat and down to her breasts. “Each perfect nipple …’
His hand drifted between her legs and began to caress her clitoris. Norah gave a soft moan, and Giacomo chuckled, his laughter rumbling through her belly as he found her navel and began to run his tongue around the edge, circling it. He slipped his finger deep into her cunt and began to slide it in and out of her. He kissed a path from her belly down to her sex and took her clit into his mouth, sucking it gently and teasing it with his tongue.
Norah groaned and writhed as he pleasured her, gasping his name and coming hard as Giacomo moved up the bed and plunged his diamond-hard cock into her. “Mio Dio, you’re beautiful …”
Norah smiled up at him. “I love you so much …oh god,Giacomo…”
He chuckled as he began to thrust harder, enjoyed the undulations of her body beneath him, her large, ripe breasts pressing into his chest, and her soft belly trembling with desire. He sought her mouth again, massaging her tongue with his, and feeling her fingernails digging into the muscles of his back.
He came explosively, groaning, calling her name out over and over, and shooting thick creamy cum deep into her belly. Norah, her cunt hot and clenching around his cock, bit down on his shoulder and gave a long, drawn out moan of pleasure.
“Baby, remember when we used to fuck in your office? With the door unlocked?”
Giacomo grinned. “How could I forget, you little exhibitionist?”
Norah laughed as Giacomo lay down by her side, both catching their breath. “Well, earlier, I was exploring this hotel and do you know what? They have a rooftop.”
Giacomo propped himself up on his elbow. “You don’t seem to understand this whole ‘keep out of sight’ thing, do you?”
Norah laughed. “I was careful. Besides, no one saw me. Anyway, I was thinking …”
Giacomo smirked. “Dirty girl.”
Norah pressed her body against his. “Well, if it doesn’t appeal …”
Giacomo considered for a long moment and his cell phone buzzed. “Hold that thought,mio caro.” He grabbed his phone and read the text message. In an instant, his face changed from playful to a fierce triumph. He looked at Norah, his eyes blazing. “Guess what?”
“What?”
“Tara took the bait.”
Tara sat in the hotel restaurant, idly flicking through her text messages.Or should I say, old text messages,she thought. Her friends had drifted away from her of late and she was sure they all blamed for Norah’s murder; they had been friends of Giacomo too before he split with Tara and now they had chosen sides.
Well, who gives a shit?Tara wasn’t at all bothered by their disloyalty; she had her career and her money—and now she was finally free of her father and his bullshit. Maybe she should re-hire that dude to kill her father.
