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I feel his fingers exit me. I hate the loss but know it’s about to get so much better.

He gradually lowers me until I can feel his tip teasing me. Eventually, he enters me, slowly pushing me down until our bodies are completely joined. He stills, only gripping my ass with his fingers. “Oh, cherry pie, I wish you could see this. You taking my cock in that luscious ass of yours.”

My eyes meet his in the reflection of the glass to the side of us. They then move down to where I can just make out our bodies joining. It’s extremely erotic to see us like this. I want to commit it to memory so I never forget it.

He pulls down my top until my breasts fall free. Grabbing onto them, he begins to encourage my movements.

I move up and down on him until we establish an otherworldly rhythm. He continues with his words of praise. I take in my surroundings and what we’re doing. My life has changed so much for the better since Beckett fully entered it.

I don’t ever want to do this or anything else with anyone but him. I don’t think I’ve ever truly had that feeling before in my life. As I watch his face reflected in the glass, my heart practically bursts with a fullness I’ve never known. I know for sure that I’m completely in love with him. It’s both exciting and terrifying.

My orgasm is gradually building, but when he slides two fingers into my front entrance, my head falls back and I go off like a rocket ship.

I hear him curse as he then gives in to his own orgasm, filling me.

We slow our movements until we’re still, both breathing heavily, covered in sweat.

He squeezes my breasts. “Why are you so perfect?”

I lean my head back onto his shoulder and smile. “Probably because I just gave you my ass, in the dark, suspended a thousand feet above a town, in a vehicle of public transportation.”

He lets out a laugh. “Sounds perfect to me.”

On the second day,we explore Positano. I’ve seen it in a million paintings, but I’ve never seen the real thing. It’s like art coming to life. We have lunch, lay on the beach, and buy fun souvenirs for Andie, Jade, and Glinda.

I spend the early mornings and any other free time painting. Several are of the views I’m looking at while a few are from memory. They’re some of the best memories I’ve ever had.

I’ll remember these days fondly because everything is about to change, and not in a good way.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

AMANDA

My cell phone ringing wakes me up. I turn and see that Beckett isn’t in bed. That’s odd. I’m usually the first one up.

I look at my phone and notice that it’s super early but it’s Jade, so I answer. “Hey, love.”

“Hi, Mom. What are you up to?”

I stretch and yawn. “Just waking up.”

“It’s nearly noon. You must beprettytired.”

I forgot about the time difference. She’s acting weird though.

“Is everything okay with you and the baby?”

“Oh, we’re fine. I’m more interested in what you’re up to.”

She knows something.

“Same ole stuff. How’s Collin?”

“Great. So, I decided not to go out for lunch today. Instead, I’m having a sandwich at my desk. I thought it was a good time to catch up on a few of the gossip sites. Imaginemy surprise when I see my very own mother on all of them.Allof them.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re everywhere, Mom. Are you in Italy with Beckett Windsor?”

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