Page 63 of Sicilian Sunset


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His eyes are smoldering, and I need to get away before I do something I know I’ll regret in the morning.

Tiero slips his hands into his jeans pockets as if to prevent himself from touching me further. Still, he leans in and kisses my cheek almost chastely.

“Until tomorrow, my beautiful Ella,” he whispers into my ear.

His eyes are full of desire, and I look away. I can’t deal with this right now.

It’s too much.

It tests my resolve. My resistance to him has already cracked. He’s slipped inside the fortress and, with the enormity of his being, split it open altogether. I have to find some mortar and patch the cracks up fast.

We say goodnight without further touches or lingering looks. Mainly because I flee the terrace.

I hurry into the hotel on unsteady legs. When I reach my room and close the door behind me, I fall against it with my heart beating out of my chest. Taking many deep, calming breaths, I will it to return to its normal pace.

Jeez!

That kiss! It was magical.

I’ve never been kissed like that before and probably never will be again. Sure, it’s been enjoyable but never so all-encompassing, never leaving such a hunger—a hunger for more.

He’s ruined me for any other man... with a kiss.

Damn him.

And damn me for not being stronger.

I walk to the bed and belly flop on it. Turning onto my back, I stare at the ceiling.

Wait a second.

Did Tiero say he'll see me tomorrow? We’ve made no plans. And given tomorrow...no, actually today is Monday, I assume he’ll have to work.

Does he want to take me out to dinner again?

Undoubtedly, he wants another opportunity to seduce me.

How long can I hold up my walls before he decimates them?

Sticking to my principles is proving harder by the day.

Come what may, I’m determined to have dinner with Rhia and Zoe tomorrow night—and only with them. I’m here on a girls’ trip. No man should ever intrude on our time together, even one as skilled a kisser as Gualtiero De Marco.

My lips tingle at the memory of what happened. They’re still swollen from our kisses. It’s like his lips are imprinted on mine, his breath still caressing my skin.

Argh, I groan in frustration.

The fire is still burning, the hunger needs to be fed. I need relief—urgently.

I’ll have to take matters into my own hands. Stripping off my clothes, I head into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I step into the cool spray, letting the water run over my overheated flesh. My hands glide over my well-primed body, my fingers and thoughts of Tiero taking over until the fiery blaze is put out. But despite my best efforts, the embers are still smoldering.

The next morning I don’t get out of bed until eleven o’clock, the need for sleep more pressing than our next itinerary item.

Of course, the moment I wake up, memories of Tiero’s hot lips on mine invade my mind.

Argh!It’s like he’s imprinted himself in my head already.

I’m surprised Rhia hasn’t jumped on my bed yet to quiz me over last night.

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