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I place a croissant on a plate and hand it to her. She takes a bite, her eyes closing in bliss.
"Delizioso," she says after swallowing. "Come, join me."
She pats the space beside her, and I stretch out next to her, our bodies touching. We feed each other berries and cream, pastry crumbs clinging to our lips. I lick them away, my tongue brushing against hers, desire stirring low in my belly.
She bites my lower lip, egging me along. I can't stop myself from taking this further, and I groan as she does. With my leg, I push the tray aside and onto the floor. I reach over her, pinning her good arm above her head, careful not to hurt the injured one.
The food is quickly forgotten as our kisses grow more heated and more passionate. She moans softly, her hands roaming over my back, dragging her nails over my shirt.
I trail kisses down her neck, pausing to nip at the crevice between her breasts. Her heartbeat quickens against my lips.
"Philippe," she gasps, arching her back into me, drawing my gaze to her tits leaning for the sky.
My name on her lips is pure ecstasy. I lift my head to gaze into her eyes, dark with longing and love, a mirror of my soul.
"Sei un'opera d'arte quando sei nudo," I whisper. - You're a piece of art when naked.
Tatiana giggles, a flush spreading across her chest and up to her cheeks. She reaches up, tangling her fingers in my hair and pulling me closer. "Then watch me," she teases.
I suck in a sharp breath as she begins to stroke me through my clothes. "Minx."
I remove her gown, peeling off the layers that separate us. And then she lies before me completely naked, her breasts, the dip of her waist, the barely-there swell of her belly, the arch of her hips, her slick legs, all for my taking. I reach down and smack her ass. "Fuck," I groan.
She laughs, the sound like music to my ears. I capture her lips again, kissing her deeply as she continues her ministrations.
The ache inside me grows, the need for her overwhelming. I grasp her wrist, stilling her movements.
"Not yet," I murmur against her mouth.
I need to savor her, to worship her body the way it deserves. I want to bring her to the heights of pleasure again and again before finding my release.
My fingers trail over her collarbone, down between her breasts. I cup one full globe in my palm, massaging it and teasing the nipple until it pebbles under my touch.
Tatiana arches into me with a moan. "Philippe, please."
"Patience,mia cara," I whisper, my lips brushing over her flushed skin. "We have all the time in the world."
And we do. Here, in our bed, the outside world ceases to exist. There are no enemies to fight, no wars to wage, no territories to conquer.
There is only us.
I lower my head and capture one rosy nipple between my lips, swirling my tongue around the pink fruit.
Tatiana gasps, her fingers threading through my hair to hold me in place.
The warmth of her skin seeps into me as I lavish attention on her breasts, tasting and teasing until she's writhing beneath me.
Only then do I continue my exploration, my hands gliding down cupping the softness of her hips, my mouth leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
Her scent envelops me, arousal and something uniquely Tatiana. Flowers. She always smells like fresh flowers. My heart races as I reach the sleek V of her thighs.
I nuzzle against her, breathing her in, and place a gentle kiss at her crease.
Tatiana moans loudly, her hips bucking off the bed. "Philippe!"
I grin against her skin and swipe my tongue through her pussy, eager to taste her sweetness once more.
She cries out again, one hand fisting in my hair while the other clutches at the sheets.
