Page 38 of Dangerous Kiss
Cosimo, so turned on by her talk, suddenly flipped her onto her back and began to thrust hard. “You drive me crazy, Miss May…”
She clung to him as they made love long into the night, then, wrapped in each other’s arms, they slept until mid-morning.
The next morning, Biba opened her eyes and started to laugh immediately. Next to her, Cosimo lay, naked and glorious, wearing a glitter-covered paper hat with a party horn in his mouth. He blew into it, and the curled paper tongue rolled out and bopped her on the nose. Biba giggled.
“You lunatic.”
Cosimo took the party favor from his mouth and leaned in to kiss her. “Happy birthday, Snooks.”
“Snooks?”
“New nickname.”
Biba considered. “I’ll allow it.”
Cosimo grinned. “So, Miss May, I have plans for you today—but only if they sound good to you.”
“Hit me.”
“Breakfast in bed, all your favorites. Then a long, sexy soak in the tub—with me of course. The crew and cast have organized a special lunch for you.”
“That’s sweet—and I love how much of this day revolves around food.”
“And sex. Don’t forget the sex.”
“How could I?” She giggled as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck. “After lunch?”
“After lunch, we get some alone time. We’re going to Gig Harbor…and we’re going on a gondolier—if I can’t take you to Venice—yet—then I’m bringing Venice to you.”
Biba looked excited. “That’s so romantic, babe. God, how lovely.”
Cosimo grinned, obviously pleased. “Afterwards, a romantic dinner for two in the city, then back here for a little surprise out on the lake.”
“You really have organized this,” Biba said, touched beyond belief. This man truly loved her.
Cosimo covered her body with his, grinning down at her. “I’ll admit, Reggie helped me out some. I’m sorry he won’t be here to help us celebrate.”
“Me, too… I’m sure he wishes he was, too, but his mom means a lot to both of us.”
“Snooks?”
“Yeah?”
“Let’s not talk about Reggie’s mom when I’m trying to mount you.”
Biba laughed aloud, then sighed happily as Cosimo sank his cock deep inside her. They made love slowly, tenderly until both were panting for air and shuddering through intense orgasms.
Cosimo meant it when he said breakfast with all of her favorites. Granola, scrambled eggs, pancakes, French toast, and fresh fruit. Biba had a good-sized portion of every item, much to Cosimo’s amusement.
“Listen, man, I need the energy,” Biba said, chomping half a pancake in one go. “You constantly demanding sex from me…”
She giggled as Cosimo tried to tickle her. “Don’t eat too much…I don’t need you throwing up on me when we make love.”
“Ha ha…” But she put down the rest of her pancake and climbed onto his lap. “Thank you. Thank you for a wonderful birthday.”
“It’s not even begun yet,” he said with a smile, and kissed her with such passion that they forgot all about the food and tumbled to the carpet, laughing and kissing until they were breathless.
Stella deleted the email and sat back, pissed. She’d lost out on another role to Jennifer Lawrence, and now she was fuming. Yes, she was JLaw’s senior by ten years, but the character they had been up for was in her late thirties, like Stella.
