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Mia agrees and I lead her out. She braces her hands on the railing of the terrace and looks out over the grounds. I put my arms around her, placing my hands on top of hers. Mia sighs and leans back against me.
I point up at the stars. “That’s Orion’s belt,” I point out. “And the big dipper is over there. See if you can find the little dipper.”
Mia looks up at the stars and I slid my hands on the waistband of her jeans, unbuckling them. Mia gasps.
“Dante,” she calls, but her tone isn’t scolding, more sensual.
“It’s not like anyone will see us,” I murmur. Nico and Alberto aren’t here because I’ve stayed home today, and it’s too late for the gardener to be here. Marisa’s upstairs, sound asleep.
Mia hums happily and helps me pull off her jeans. I look down at her ass, grabbing it with both hands and watching as it jiggles.
Mia moans and leans over the railing, spreading her thighs and my mouth goes dry. I push down the sweats I’ve been wearing all day and press into her slowly as she leans forward further over the railing.
It’s exhilarating, making love outside under the stars, and my breath hitches in my chest as she clenches around me, getting used to me.
“You’re so tight, pretty girl,” I moan, and she pushes back against me and I almost see stars.
“All yours,” she murmurs, and I thrust forward almost involuntarily. She grasps on to the railing, crying out my name.
“I was going to take this slow,” I comment. “I was going to make you come over and over, but I don’t think I can help myself.”
My balls ache and I want to spill inside her, but I grit my teeth, holding back and trying to make my movements slow and steady. I don’t want to hurt her ribs.
“Faster, Dante,” Mia whimpers. “Harder, please.”
My hips thrust forward but then I stop, frowning. “But your ribs—”
“They’re nearly healed, please,” she pleads, and that’s all I need.
I fuck her hard and fast and she jolts forward, bracing herself on the railing. The cool air feels good on my hot skin as I pump in and out of her.
“I’m so close,” she mumbles, turning back to look at me with her blue eyes glassy with lust.
I grunt and reach around her body to press my thumb against her clit, and she draws in a sharp breath, pushing back against me.
I don’t think about the rhythm anymore, don’t think about taking it slow, just chasing my orgasm.
“I’m close,” I growl, and Mia whines out a long moan.
“I’m coming, Dante, don’t stop!”
I listen to her words, listen to her body and thrust harder and faster into her until she’s pulsing around me, wet and slick and hot.
I spill inside her just a few thrusts later, my shoulder still aching slightly but not nearly as bad as it would have been a week ago.
“Fuck,” I curse, and Mia giggles and then moans as I slowly pull out of her.
“It’s been too long,” she comments, and she wiggles completely out of her jeans and pulls off her top, discarding her clothes on the terrace floor.
I grin at her, appreciating her naked body.
“Let’s go for a swim,” she suggests, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me hard and hungry.
It’s a wonderful idea and the heated pool feels good on my injured shoulder. She splashes and plays like a kid and my heart skips a beat every time she smiles at me.
She swims over toward me, wraps her arms and legs around me as I stand up around the five foot mark.
I look at her, swallowing hard, feeling suddenly vulnerable because I want to tell her. I want to tell her that I love her, that no one else makes me feel this way, that no one ever has.
