Page 22 of The Al Dente Diet


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“I heard,my little cannoli. You two need to lay low while herpapàand I take care of everything.”

She turns and leaves down the hall. “My little cannoli?” I ask him.

He bites his lip. “Looks like you have competition, Cat.”

“Shut up.” I grip the back of his neck and pull his lips to mine. His arms envelop me as I press my body flush with his. As much as he looks good in a suit, I want him naked, right fucking now. But Nonna’s right, we need to go.

I step out of his hold and pull him to my father’s study. Opening and closing a few drawers, I find the black box with my safe key. I take it out of the box and search the hidden safe in the ornate wall. My fingertips graze theseams of it until I find the small button to open the hidden door. It clicks open and I press the key into the lock, turning twice. The safe is filled with stacks of money from countries we may ever need to flee to. I take all of the American dollars, euros, and even a few stacks of Canadian bills.

As I lock up the safe, Richard asks, “I don’t think we’ll need that much money.”

“Emergencies.”

DICK

Naples is beautiful but at some point I’ll need to go back to America. Two weeks here has been nothing short of incredible. She’s given me the full tourist experience—eating entirely too much food, drinking too much wine, and visiting beautiful museums and churches. There is no one to impress here, no one to convince that she’s with me.

Tucked in behind her, I splay my hand on her stomach and pull her closer, kissing the small space between her neck and shoulder. As expected, she takes my hand and moves it between her legs. “Good morning,Pussy Cat,” I tease.

“Why do you have to ruin it?” she groans sleepily.

I sling her leg over mine to spread her for me. Teasing her entrance, I press one finger inside her already wet pussy, coating it and dragging it up to her clit. I keep a steady rhythm, as her breath becomes ragged. Her moans comeout as contented sighs and I increase the pressure. I know it won’t be enough for her, nor do I want it to be. I press chaste kisses from her neck, down her shoulder and side, my lips landing on her hip as I move down her body. I nip at her flesh and slide myself between her legs, replacing my fingers with my mouth.

“Fuck, Richard,” she mewls, as my tongue dips inside her pussy.

I chuckle against her and press two fingers inside her perfect pussy. She clenches around them but I push back, adding a finger. “Are you going to be my good fucking girl and make a mess all over my face? I want to taste you the rest of the day when we’re exploring Mount Vesuvius.”

“I’ll mountyourVesuvius, if you don’t make me come, Dick.”

Fuck. I’m pretty sure I’m falling in love with this woman.

I swirl my tongue around her clit as I pump my fingers in and out of her, curling right where I need to make her fall apart. “I’m close,” she moans.

“I know,” I say against her, unable to hide my smile. She writhes beneath me and I spread her legs wider as I continue to devour her delicious cunt. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her.

I don’t let her come, slowing my pace. “Richard,” she whines.

“Yes,” I reply, replacing my mouth with my thumb on her clit. I kiss just above her pussy, but her fingers tangle inmy hair until she gets a good grip and drags my mouth back down. “Oh, did you want to come?”

“Please,amore.”

Fuck, I love when she slips up and calls me that when no one is around.

I oblige, selfishly wanting her to soak my beard. I flatten my tongue and continue my punishing pace until she falls apart for me, screaming my name loud enough that half the city could hear.

Slowly pulling my fingers from her, I command, “Open.” Like the good girl she is, her lips part and I slide my fingers inside as her mouth closes around them. “We’re going to taste like both of us by the time I’m done with you.”

I pull my fingers from her plump lips and slide up her body, trailing kisses until I reach her neck. Some carnal, primal need to claim her has taken over and I draw her skin into my mouth and suck hard; a dark maroon bruise left behind. I kiss her jaw and finally her lips. Her lazy kisses only satisfy me more, knowing I fucking did this to her.

“I need more,” she says into my mouth.

I reach between us and rub the head of my cock up and down her pussy, coating the head before pushing inside her. She gasps at the fullness, her nails digging into my back. I start slow, stretching her out and driving deeper. Her pussy flutters around me, only egging me on. I continue the torture, wanting to prolong whatever this isbetween us right now. It’s raw, sensual, unlike any other time I’ve fucked her. She doesn’t push for more, neither do I. As I continue rocking in and out of her, I pull her legs around me, angling her pussy to thrust even deeper into her. I don’t stop kissing her, exploring her mouth as if it’s mine and only mine.

Cat tightens her grip as her breath quickens. “Come with me,” she whimpers.

“You’re not ready,bella.”

“Yes,” she insists, “I am.”

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