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I chuckle. “We’re bi, bambina.”
She jams her hands into her armpits. “I need to sit down...”Chapter SixMarcoWe place our arms around Sefi and lead her to the sofa.
“Why did you ask me to have dinner with you?” She catches her lip with her pearly white teeth.
Alessio smiles wolfishly. “Marco wanted me to meet you.”
“Why? So that you can tag team me with him?” She shakes her head. “What makes you think I’m that kind of girl?”
“Hey,” I hold her gaze. “You are beautiful, and bright and artistic. I believe you are highly sensual. Have you ever fully explored your sensuality, Sefi? There’s nothing to be ashamed of and certainly no reason to place a derogative label on yourself.”
“What do you mean?” She lifts her chin.
“That kind of girl.” Alessio makes quote marks with his fingers. “A sensual woman is not a slut, but confident in her sexuality and liberated in her outlook.”
I take her hand. “Tell me, why are you in Venice?”
She draws her brows together. “You know why. I’m an intern at the Guberman.”
“Hmmm.” I squeeze her wrist. “Why did you choose Venice in particular? There’s a Guberman in New York.”
Her eyes glow. “Because Venice is the most beautiful city in the world.”
“Correct answer.” Alessio takes her other hand. “Truman Capote once said that Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs in one go. The writer of ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ experienced this city to the full. Is that what you want? To experience everything Venice has to offer?”
She nods without hesitation.
“You are here for three months, right?”
She nods again.
“We’d like to date you during that time,” I interject. “With us, you’ll experience all the hedonism, sumptuousness and sensuality of Venice. Plus, we’ll fulfil every sexual fantasy you might have… and more. It can be an interlude in your life. You’ll have a shitload of fun and, when you return to the States, you’ll look back on the memory with pleasure.”
Her face flames. “I… I… I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t need to say anything.” Alessio brushes a kiss to her cheek. “Why not sleep on it? There’s a comfortable bed in our guest room. Stay the night and we can talk about it over breakfast in the morning…”
Her gaze ping pongs from me to Alessio and back to me again. “I’m not sure...”
“You’ll be quite safe,” he smirks.
“We won’t take advantage of you, Sefi,” I add. “We respect you and, whatever you decide we’ll abide by your decision.” I stand and help her to her feet.
She yawns. “I am a tad tired. Must be jet lag…”
We lead the way down the corridor and open the guest room door, which is right next to ours. I point out the en-suite bathroom while Alessio goes to fetch one of his t-shirts for her to sleep in. “There’s a spare toothbrush and toiletries in the cupboard,” I say. “Just help yourself.”
She thanks me and yawns once more.
Alessio returns and hands her the shirt. “Here you go…”
She takes it from him and, wishing us goodnight, closes the door.
He grabs me in a neck hold, his fingers massaging my throat. “Time for us to go to bed too, amore mio. Don’t know about you, but I could do with some shut-eye.”* * *We undress and crawl under the comforter, hardly discussing Sefi except to tell each other how much we like her and how much we hope she’ll be on board with what we’ve proposed. Ultimately, the decision will be hers and hers alone. We’ve laid our cards on the table. It will be up to her whether she’ll join in the game or not.
Sleep overtakes me quickly and I wake at seven a.m. with morning wood. Sex before breakfast is the best, in my opinion. A great way to start the day. Especially a Saturday when we don’t have to go to work.
I’m spooned around Alessio and I slip my hand down his shoulders to cup his ripped pecs, inhaling his warm spicy scent.
“Buongiorno,” he grunts.
I slide my hands lower. “You’re fucking hard…”
He groans, and his cock twitches in my hand.
I wriggle down the bed until I’m between his legs. With my mouth stretched wide, I take the head of his dick into my mouth, no messing about, no teasing. I swallow him down to the back of my throat.
“Cazzo, that feels good.” His voice is gruff.
My tongue hugs his length, and I swallow again… the action tugging at his tip.
“Fuck.” He fists my hair. “More.”
I swallow for the third time, and he lets out a deep moan. I hold still, then pull back until I’ve lifted myself off him. Then I slip my hands under his buttocks and grip his asscheeks before going back down and sucking him in, full depth.
I bob my head and create as much suction as I can.
