Page 5 of Under Her Skin
Arturo looked away from his friend’s gaze. “I was young andstupid.”
“And so washe.”
Arturo shook his head. “It’s gone too far now, Pete. Why did he have to tell me? I already had the image of Flavia, dead, gutted, and then he gave me another of the two of them together.” His pleasant buzz wavered dangerously at thememory.
“Turo, stop,” Peter warned. “Move on. George didn’t buy the apartment. I saw him leave before the auctionbegan.”
Arturo sighed. “Fine. But he could have sent a proxy…” His friend’s dark look finally broke through his moody, drunken haze. “Okay, I’llstop.”
Peter looked at his watch. “Man, I have to go. I’ll come over in the morning. We’ll talk about what we donext.”
So now Arturo rose from the table, throwing down money for the drinks, and took off into town. He wandered aimlessly around the side streets for a time, but as he turned down an alleyway to double back to his car, he caught sight of a woman walking in front of him. He enjoyed the sway of her hips, the curve of her waist, her rounded, perfect ass. She only wore a gray T-shirt and jeans, but the way shemoved…
She stopped and turned to look into a bright shop window, and Arturo felt his pulse quicken as he saw herprofile.
It was her. His white dress girl from the Villa D’Este. For a moment, he just watched her. God, she was beautiful—achingly, heartbreakingly so. He walked up behind her and met her gaze in the reflection in the window. He read so much in her lovely eyes: sadness, resignation—heat.
Neither of them spoke for a long moment. Then Arturo risked snaking his hand around her waist and letting his fingers stroke her belly through her T-shirt. Her eyes widened, and he paused, wondering if he’d made a terrible mistake and misread things completely. But then she leaned back into his body, and her hand crept around to cup his cock through his pants. Arturo groaned and pressed into her more intimately. He swept her hair to one side and pressed his lips to herneck.
She turned in his arms and gazed up at him, her eyes wary but full of desire. He stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Bonne noche.I’m—”
She cut him off with a swift, hard press of her lips tohis.
“No names.” Her voice was a low, gruff whisper, but it sent thrills through his body. He nodded and offered her his hand. She took it, only hesitating a little, and slowly he led her back to his car. He turned to her, confirming. “Yes?”
She nodded, and he opened the passenger door for her.What are you doing, man? You don’t even know her name!But he hushed the inner voice and slid into the driver’s seat. He gently brushed a lock of her hair over her ear. “Guess what we’re going todo?”
A smile. At last, a smile. Small, hesitant, but a smile. He couldn’t take his eyes off her exquisite face. He leaned in to kiss her again, lingering over it before starting the car and heading towards hisvilla.
Chapter Four
Hero, for the second time that day, couldn’t stop trembling.What the hell are you doing?She asked herself over and over. So many feelings were rushing through her but none of them were as strong as the need to fuck this man. When he had appeared behind her, and she’d seen his eyes searching her face in her reflection, she had known what wouldhappen.
When he had been so daring as to touch her belly—how the hell did he know it was her most sensitive erogenous zone?—she was lost. His lips were against her neck, and she felt herself wanting to touch him. His cock, twitching at her touch, was hot, thick, and long through his pants, and Hero quivered withdesire.
Now, as he pulled his car up to the entrance of his villa, she could scarcely take anything in but the man beside her and the way he held her hand as they walked into the vast mansion, straight up the staircase to his bedroom. When he touched her again, drawing her into his arms and kissing her so passionately, her headswam.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, beautiful one.” His deep, mellifluous voice sent shivers through her—God, this man was puresex.
“Don’t wait, please, fuck me now.” She said breathlessly, and he grinned, triumphant. He pulled her T-shirt over her head and swiftly freed her breasts from her bra, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking so hard she thought she might pass out from thepleasure.
Stopping only to whisk off her jeans and panties and lay her on the bed, the man stripped off his own clothing quickly. Hero couldn’t take her eyes off his body: hard pecs, washboard stomach, and his cock, standing so thick and proud against hisbelly.
He smiled at her admiration, fisting the root of his cock. “This is all for you, sweet girl. Spread those beautiful legs for me and let me see your deliciouscunt.”
Hero did as he asked, and with a groan, he dropped between her knees and buried his face in her sex, licking and teasing her, lashing his tongue around her clit until it was rock hard, then dipping his tongue deep into her cunt until she was weeping withpleasure.
As she came, he slid a condom over his cock, moved to cover her body and thrust his straining length deep inside her, making her cry out. He pinned her hands to the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. “Cosi bella, così bella…”Sobeautiful.
There were so many emotions in his eyes as they made love that Hero felt like a stranger in her own skin, as if she had always been meant to meet this man, make love with him, be here tonight—spend this particular night withhim.
Her orgasm hit her hard, and she arched her back, pressing her belly against his, her breasts against his chest. The man buried his face in her neck, kissing, sucking, biting at her skin as he groaned through his own climax, and she shivered as she felt him come. His lips trailed down her spine. “Excuse me for a moment,bella.”
She heard him go into the bathroom, obviously to deal with his condom, and she lay spent, her eyes closed, letting her body recover. She felt as if her skin were on fire, and when he came back to bed, the feeling of his fingertips stroking a circle around her navel made her eyes roll back in herhead.
Arturo chuckled. “You have a very sensitive belly, pretty one.” He slid his thumb into the deep hollow and began to finger-fuck it, making her moan with pleasure. He chuckled as she came again, sighing and laughingsoftly.
“God, what you do to me…” Her eyes were shining, and he was happy to see that the sadness in them waslessened.
