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He pulls my breasts free from the top, leaning down and taking my nipples into his mouth one after the other. His tongue flicks them so fast, I find myself shrieking out loud.

“Stop it,” I tell him. “It’s too much.”

“You really want me to stop?” he asks, moving away, folding his arms in front of him, floating on his back and looking up at the sky. “You got it.”

I pout and he laughs, swimming back over, sliding his hands up my legs. “My wife seems put out,” he says, his fingers at my bikini bottom, reaching inside it, stroking me slowly. “I thought you told me to stop.”

“I meant stop teasing me.”

He unties the bikini cords, letting the fabric fall away and leaving me naked on the poolside. The sun feels good on my body but his tongue feels better, pressing between my legs, finding the most sensitive spot and running back and forth over it, making my hips buck and writhe in place as he holds me tight, not letting me move away.

I lay back, closing my eyes, letting the sensations wash over me as he slides a finger into me. I want more. I want so much more.

He reads my mind. Just as I’m getting close to orgasm, he stands up, whipping off his shorts to reveal his huge hard cock.

He strokes it softly as I lean down, taking him into my mouth, loving the the now familiar heat and salt tang that comes off it. He thrusts to the back of my throat as I run my hands up and down his shaft, my body throbbing with desire, knowing what’s about to happen.

“I’ll come if you keep doing that,” he says, pushing my head from the end, growling down at me. “You’re too damned good at it.”

“You taught me,” I reply with a wink as he slips himself straight into me.

I let out a gasp of joy and pain as he stretches my insides as much as I can possibly take. He’s all the way in me moments later and I can hardly bear it. Then he pulls out and at once I miss him.

I need him inside, deeper than before. The sensation of him all the way in me nourishes my soul. It bonds the two of us together as one spirit and I never tire of just how good it feels.

Even better is when he starts to pick up speed, his fingers on my clit, playing with me in the way he knows will tip me over the edge.

It takes moments. His cock slams into me as I feel my climax approaching. I look up into those lust filled eyes of his and I grab my boobs, playing with them for his enjoyment and mine.

My orgasm hits seconds later. When it does, I arch my back, my mouth open but no sound coming out. My body starts to shake as he slams into me again, his cock twitching deep inside me.

He groans loudly, thrusting once more, filling me with hot wetness that makes me feel like the most desirable woman on the planet.

All too soon, he’s sliding from me, kissing my neck, whispering in my ear. “I love you, Mrs. Casella.”

“I love you, Mr. Casella,” I reply.

We lay on the side of the pool together for some time. I notice the package, unopened next to his beer. “You don’t want to know what it is?” I ask.

“It’s from the commission.”

“That doesn’t answer my question. You worried it might be a bomb or something?”

“I know exactly what it is.”

“And what is it?”

He nudges the parcel toward me. “See for yourself.”

I tear open the wrapping. Inside is a pair of spectacles splattered with blood.

“Giovanni’s,” Nico says as I drop the parcel to the floor.

“So, he’s…”

“No longer going to cause us any problems, like I said.”

I put an arm around him. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m not. Asshole deserved it for what he did to you.”

“I’m still sorry.”

He turns to me and manages a half smile. “It’s over. That’s all that matters.” He picks up his beer and drains it in one go. “Now, I guess we better go find ourselves a decent architect.”

He puts his swimming shorts back on and I retrieve my bikini. Hand in hand, we walk back up to the house, leaving the package and the past to sit by the pool as the afternoon sun slowly starts to sink in the sky.

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