Page 139 of Sicilian Sunset


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A girl could get used to this.

But she better not, I remind myself. The return to reality will be harsh enough.

Why, oh why, did I not guard my heart better?

Pain grips me when I think of leaving on Sunday, and tears well up in my eyes.

Don’t go there. Don’t go there.I chant to myself.

Realization hits.

Oh no.

I’ve truly fallen in love with Tiero.

How could I not?

He’s swept me off my feet. With his charm and charisma, he’s hard to resist.

And I have to leave him in less than two days.

I blink away the tears, but it’s no use. They softly run down my cheek.

At least I’ll have cute puppies to cheer me up when I return home. They never fail to bring a smile to my face with their playful innocence.

And eventually, I will get over him, right?

I close my eyes in pain. What if I don’t?

The day we met floats into my mind. It felt like our souls merged. What if he’s my soulmate?

Oh God, I can’t go there.

It’s too much to think about.

So, I quieten my inner rumblings and focus on Tiero’s strong arms holding me tight. I love being nestled against his muscular chest. It makes me feel protected and cared for.

Needing him even closer, I wiggle my bum into him, and his cock hardens again.

Desire immediately pools between my legs. Jeez, you wouldn’t think I just had a mega orgasm.

I turn in his arms, and he rises onto his elbows, looking down at me with fire in his eyes.

“Why is it I can’t get enough of you?” he whispers. “I’ve had you many times, but I only want you more. I’ve only just taken you, and I already need to be inside you again. What are you doing to me?”

“It’s the same for me,” I whisper back and reach up to caress his beautiful face, pulling him down to me to let my lips do all the talking.

Then we make love—raw, passionate love that lets our hearts speak the words that don’t pass our lips.

After the intense moment on the beach, Tiero’s mood has returned to normal, and we spend the evening in the hot tub.

Two small floating tables hold our dinner and drinks. In between stolen kisses, we play a few rounds of backgammon, which, to my surprise, I win.

I’m all too happy to console Tiero. Letting my hands slide down his sleek, wet body is as much of a treat for myself as it is for him.

When I reach his cock, it jerks to life at my touch. Never taking my eyes off his, I stroke him lovingly, my thumb playing with his mushroom top, caressing the sensitive spot beneath the rim.

Tiero’s breathing is becoming labored. His eyes glaze over, but he doesn’t close them. The energy flowing between us is electric. I love the effect I have on this man, how, when he lets me, he becomes putty in my hands.

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