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“How do you feel about toys?”I smirked.
She sat straight up, leaning back, and staring at me with widened eyes. She did not speak.
“Sooo, I’m guessing that’s a hard no?”
Her eyes slightly narrowed as she conjured up a clever reply. “I said don't hold back, didn't I?”
Arching a brow, I aggressively yanked her to my lips, kissing her fervently before we finished actually cleaning ourselves and got ready for bed.
The following morning, I rolled over, recalling that we were in London. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I ran my fingers through my hair as I peered outside. Another rainy day. London was beautiful even in the rain. I actually quite enjoyed the greyer weather.
As I watched the city through the window, I leaned my elbows on my knees, taking in the view beneath us. I stared down toward the Thames River, watching the boats float along the path, heading to their next destination. I wondered if those people ever had to deal with such complicated things.
Running my fingers through my hair once again, thoughts of my current situation began to take over my mind, as I knew there was more that I had to tell her. I also knew there was more she would want to tell me.
I suddenly felt sick to my stomach.Nothing that I could say would fix any of this or make it disappear. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. She was so special to me and I wanted her in my life. The thought of her in any sort of pain, killed me inside but I knew she needed to know the truth about it, all of it.
I slowly opened my sleepy eyes, observing him sitting on the edge of the bed staring out the window as he slouched over. Not alerting him that I was awake yet, I took a moment to appreciate the view I had of him against the London skyline. His chiseled body displayed a perfect sight for my eyes. Everything about this man was flawless, though he would argue that.
After watching him for a few moments, I sat up, stretching. He felt me shifting on the bed and turned to face me. Smiling, he held his arm out to the side. Sliding over, I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Good morning.” He pressed his lips to mine.
“Good morning to you,” I smiled against our kiss.
He guided my body around his, sitting me on his lap so that I was straddling him.Grabbing my backside tightly, he leaned forward, placing another kiss on my lips, this time lingering as he massaged my bottom. I melted into him as he trailed his fingers up my sides, coming to a stop under my pert breast. Running his thumbs in circles over my bare, erect nipples, he smirked.
“How did you sleep?”
“Perfect,” I blushed, whispering, “thanks to you.”
“Good.”
His phone rang and we both glanced over to the nightstand next to us.
“Will you hand me that please?”
I leaned sideways, then picked up his phone, checking the caller ID. It was William. Rolling my eyes, I handed it to him and though I was close, I only heard his side of the call. He spoke in Italian. I shyly sat as he watched me with a smile on his face, knowing exactly what that did to my body.
He reached down, running his finger teasingly up down my slit as he listened to William on the other end of the phone. My eyelids flickered as I enjoyed the way he caressed me. He knew exactly what I liked without me having to tell him.
Honestly, any way this man touched me, I loved. He constantly sent me to the edge, then pushed me over. Spreading his legs, he smirked as he caused mine to part by force. His index finger found its way inside my tunnel as he explored every part of my aroused core. Lifting his finger to his face, he wrapped his lips around it, slowly cleaning my juices off.
Mmhmm okay, he replied to William before he hung up the phone.
“You are delicious.”
“After tasting you,” I countered, “I can say the same about you.”
Leaning forward, he pressed his lips against mine before he suddenly peeled himself away, meeting my gaze.
“What's wrong?”
“Uh, William and Tanya will be here tomorrow,” he muttered, searching my eyes for a reaction.
I said nothing as I lowered my eyes to our laps.
He sighed, lifting my chin. “Darling, all this is my fault.”
