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I fall against her, wrecked by an orgasm so bright and violent I’m never going to be the fucking same again.
I wake up to the sound of rain on the roof. On the bedside table, the alarm clock reads 9:32 p.m.
Bianca is in my arms, and I feel at peace.
My phone rings and the name John Doe appears on the screen.
Nico’s alias.
I answer it quickly so I don’t wake Bianca. She stirs against my chest but settles back to sleep, her soft breath grazing my neck.
“Yeah?” I say as quietly as I can.
“I just landed. I’ll drive up to the mountain tomorrow. You sure you still want to go through with this?”
I swallow thickly as the heavy weight of anticipation stirs in my chest.
“I don’t have a choice,” I reply. “It’s the only way.”
After I hang up, I lie still, listening to the rain, my body heavy with regret. I secure my arm tighter around Bianca’s warm body and stare up at the ceiling.
Just when I’ve found real happiness, tomorrow, it will all be over.
41
BIANCA
We wake up to more rain, and it’s hard to leave the bed, especially when Massimo is determined to keep me there. His body is warm as he holds me in his arms and kisses the back of my neck and down my shoulder. He’s hard, I can feel him pressed against the back of my thigh, and I know I won’t be leaving the bed until he’s given me another delicious orgasm.
No words are needed. Our bodies do all the talking. His hips gravitate toward mine. Fingertips whisper across skin. Lips graze flesh. He rolls me onto my back and pushes deep into me with a sleepy groan.
He blankets my body with the warmth of his own and slowly rocks in and out of me. He pushes his hands through my hair and seals his mouth over mine.
I open wider to him and secure my legs around his narrow hips as he strokes into my body, his groans driving me closer to falling off the cliff.
“Open your eyes, Bianca. Watch us fucking.”
I open my eyes and watch his impressive cock stroking in and out of my body. He’s long and thick, and it drives me wild watching something so big disappear inside.
My body tenses, and from out of the foggy depths of sleep, my orgasm skyrockets. Raw pleasure streams through me, and I cry out. “Massimo…oh God…”
My legs tighten around him, my body clenching and throbbing against this cock. It’s all he needs to follow.
He nuzzles his face into my throat, his groans coming louder. “Oh fuck, little monster… what the fuck have you done to me…” He jerks to a sudden stop and grips the pillow beside me as he shudders and groans.
When his breathing evens, he lifts his head. He’s still sleepy and soft in the face, and I don’t think I’ve seen him look more handsome than he does now.
“Hey,” he says, pushing up on his big arms so I have no choice but to see his flexing biceps. His skin is golden in this light. Flawless and utter perfection like the rest of him.
“Hey, yourself,” I reply, reaching up to lace my fingers around the nape of his neck.
“I think this mountain air is driving me to distraction. At the very least it’s making me lazy.”
“Yeah, how so?”
“I don’t want to do anything but fuck you.”
His cock is still inside me, still hard and thick, and I clench it in appreciation.
He hisses in a rough breath. “That kind of behavior will get you punished.”
I clench again to let him know I’m here for all the punishment he can deliver.
Which he delivers with pleasurable torture for the following hour, bringing me to the cusp of coming but not letting me fall, over and over again, until finally letting me plunge into a full body orgasm like I’ve never experienced. I unravel beneath him, blinded by ecstasy as pleasure spreads through me, then sink into a boneless heap on the bed.
When he leaves the bed to take a shower, I sink into the mattress and try not to read into a future that may never happen.
But I already know I’m done for.
Because I’ve already fallen in love with him.
While Massimo fixes us breakfast in the kitchen, I have a long shower, taking the time to wash my hair and relax under the stream of warm water, losing myself in fantasies I know I shouldn’t entertain but can’t help.
Maybe we could move to this mountain and whittle away the days by fucking until we’re both too exhausted to stand.
I’m sore thanks to a combination of Massimo’s size and the amount of sex we’re having, and I can’t say I hate it. There is nothing about this that makes me regret what is happening.
Except for the whole invisible serial killer who wants me dead.
