Page 29 of Italian Professor

“You want Daddy’s cock?” The words leave my mouth, but I’m not quite certain I’m the one who said them. Daddy? Where did that come from?

It must have been the right thing to say because Aria squirms and pushes her ass down against my cock. It feels so right. I want to be her Daddy, and I hold my breath as I wait for her to say it.

“Yes. Please fuck me, Daddy,” she whimpers.

I lift her up and bring her down hard on my cock, feeding her the full length and girth of the hungry monster. Wrapping my arms around her rib cage, I pull her body back against mine and begin thrusting upward from my seated position. We’re both out of breath and frenzied as if our very lives are invested in every stroke.

A pair of topless women walk across the beach and look in our direction.

“They can see us,” Aria pants.

“Do you care? You want me to stop?”

“No. Don’t stop,” she cries and the women share a knowing glance then move on down the beach.

“Did you like that, you naughty girl? You like being watched, don’t you?”

“I think they’re jealous because I have you,” she replies and I feel my manhood jerk.

“I need to see you,” I tell her as I pick her up and sit her on the table facing me. I rip off her top and feast on her perky, young breasts before I penetrate her again.

I’ve abandoned any semblance of dignity. I’m nothing more than a feral beast with a need to fulfill now. I slam into her hard and mercilessly, and she melts into my animalistic onslaught, loving every intense second of it. We come together in a chorus of grunts and cries as if we’re intentionally announcing our pleasure to everyone on the island.

If anyone hears us, we’re both past the point of giving a damn.

I’ve waited all week for the perfect moment, and I don’t think there could be a better time than now. My sweet, satisfied little lover lies content on my lap, looking out upon the waves that crash rhythmically onto the shore. I know more than ever before that I want her in my life forever.

“Get up for a minute. There’s something I need to do.”.

“Oh, but I like it here,” she whines.

“You can hop back up here in a minute,” I tell her as I lift her off my lap.

She sits back down and I go inside to retrieve the other item I purchased from Andreoli. On my way back to her, I stop and just stare. The way the sunlight dances in her long, blonde locks and shines against her tanned skin makes me certain that she’s the one perfect thing in this world. Mine. All mine.

“What are you doing?” she asks, spotting me in the doorway.

“I was looking at you, Princess.”

“You can come over here and touch me, too…if you want.”

I approach with my hand casually tucked behind my back. Without taking my eyes off her, I drop to my knees and smirk.

“What are you doing down there?” she asks and I take her hand.

“Aria, when your mother booked this trip, I told her what my intentions were. She’s been waiting all week to hear your answer.”

“I don’t understand. My answer to what?”

I pull the ring into view and pause to witness the change in her expression from bewilderment to joy.

“Aria, I’ve loved you from the moment we met. I want to be with you forever. I want you beside me. Will you marry me?”

“Yes. Oh God, yes! I love you so much!” she screams and throws her arms around my neck with such force that she nearly topples out of the chair. She cries as she buries her face in my chest, and I pull her closer to me.

This… This is where she’ll always belong—in my arms.

EPILOGUE

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