Page 11 of Her Exile


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“You’re so tight my,dolce angelo. I’m going to come deep in this tight cunt. I’m going to come so hard, you’ll never want another,” he growls in my ear before he levers up, and then he’s kneeling over me. His hands grip my hips to pull me up his legs, angling my body as he fucks into me deep. I can’t stop myself, I grab my breasts and start playing with my nipples. “Angelo, you’re the best thing I’ve ever seen. You on my cock and your breasts on display.” He leans down and takes one of the nipples I offer him into his mouth as he continues to move inside me. He lifts back up, pulling me up with him so I’m on his lap. He’s so deep inside me it almost hurts. It hurts in a good way. A pain that lets me know it’s real. We both start moving together. Him going up and me coming down hard on him. I throw my head back, my hair falling down my back to the bed, and scream as I come so hard my vision blurs for a moment. It’s the first time since yesterday that I feel free and only care about what is happening to me right now. I’m not concerned with my past or my future.

“Dario,” I beg and plead with him.

He continues to move in and out of me as my body ripples around his cock, continuing the orgasm into another and building it up higher than anything I’ve ever felt. It’s huge. It’s going to destroy me, and I know it. I’ll never be the same. I know it like I know that I have so much more to learn.

His body stills and mine explodes as I feel him tense, and he groans my name. Hot jets of his cum spray my insides, and a past conversation floats through my head.

“She can’t get pregnant. I make sure of that.”

I still and realize we didn’t use a condom, and I’m not even concerned. I realize that I wish I could have Dario’s baby, but I can’t. I’m too broken. I’ve done too much damage to this world.

He falls forward, and we land with me on my back and him still deep inside me. We lie there collecting our breaths, and I’m trying to figure out a way to walk away tomorrow. I’ll never be whole again after this.

His body is caging me to the bed, and I’m not scared or freaked out.

ChapterSix

DARIO

Iroll to my side, slipping from her body. I know she’s in her head right now, but I had her all to myself for a while, and I loved it. She’s perfect.

I don’t know what happened today at the palazzo, but I had to come find her. She told Vittoria where she was staying. A slip of a bill at the front desk got me her room number. I hold her to me until her breathing calms, and I look down to see her asleep.

I don’t discuss the fact I took her bare. I don’t discuss that for a moment there she acted like she was a virgin when I know she isn’t. I felt it, but she’s also tight as fuck, as if she’s not as experienced as she led me to believe. I also don’t discuss the fact that she’s never getting away from me.

Pulling the blankets from the foot of the bed up over our bodies, I drift off to sleep with her in my arms. When I wake later, the television is still on and she’s crying in her sleep. I know not to touch her after what happened at the palazzo.

“Wake up,dolce angelo,” I say softly in her ear, and she calms instantly.

I brush her hair to the side to see the delicate tattoo down her back. It’s of two paint brushes end to end with watercolor spiraled around it in blue gray. It’s a beautiful tattoo, but it lacks color and makes me wonder more about her. She has so much that she hides. I can feel it like I feel her body.

Luna is a contradiction of everything. She says she’s American, but several times I heard her perfectly pronounce Italian words, and when she wasn’t careful, I knew she understood what I was saying in Italian to Vittoria. My cousin asked me if I was going to pursue her friend. I didn’t deny it because I knew the first moment I saw her that she was mine.

I pull Luna into me, spooning her body, and she sighs before she falls deep into sleep.

I’m awoken to her luscious ass pressed into my morning wood. I carefully move her to her stomach and slide one of her legs open, cocking it at the knee to open her up to me. I scoot down the bed and lick her before she moans and presses into my mouth more. I eat her like she’s my morning breakfast. When I slam into her from behind, she cries out and proceeds to show me that ass that I will claim soon enough.

We make love again in the shower before I convince her to order room service so we can head out to my vineyard for the day. Vittoria is meeting us there. We are spending the day exploring the whole property.

She tried to get out of it by saying she needed to move hotels, but I wouldn’t let her put that wall between us again.

I help her move to another hotel. She doesn’t explain why she’s checking out. She had to return her car too, so she rides in mine, and we head for my small estate. When we pull up in my Ferrari, Vittoria’s small Mini Cooper is sitting there waiting for us.

Today Luna is dressed in a calf-length dress with a fitted bust, which means she doesn’t have a bra on those sexy tits of hers. The back of her dress is open, exposing her tattoo. I can’t get over the fact that she has so many scars covering her body. Scars that look like gun and knife wounds. Wounds she shouldn’t have.

Her long hair is down again, and she looks so calm as she takes in the land around her.

“It’s beautiful, Dario,” she says in a soft voice.

I move to her side and take her hand to lead her over to the side of my property where the olive and figs are growing.

“These were all here when I bought the property. I knew I had to purchase it. But this”—I turn to the other side with the now bare vines—“is my future.” I’m serious. I know my father wants me to lead the family, and I will. But this right here will be my priority. Luna and my land.

A plan starts forming in my mind.

A way to keep her with me always and to secure our future.

We spend the day walking around the gardens and hanging back on the lanai. Luna and Vittoria laugh and joke, talking about going shopping tomorrow at some of the boutiques in town.

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