Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
"Yeah thanks bud." George adds.
“No worries.”
“Oh, Lill’s. The opening night of the show is next weekend. Can you come?” George smiles at Lilly.
“Of course.” She grins back at him.
“Um, actually Lilly, I’m aiming to go to Rome on Tuesday and I think I might actually need you. Simmons is fine with it.” I murmur sheepishly, waiting for her wrath.
“We’ll talk about it.” She says dismissively.
Once Molly and George leave Lilly turns to me, I'm expecting her to be angry. I take a deep breath braced for it.
"So you're going to Rome on Tuesday?" She asks quietly. I nod my head in response.
"I'm sorry, I should have told you, but it was only confirmed this morning and..." She presses her fingers to my lips stopping me.
"Theo, if I go to Rome with you as your 'solicitor' everyone I work with will know that I’m not there for work. It looks like you’re paying the firm for my time, essentially making me a hooker." I open my mouth to object but she silences me again. "Next time just give me more notice and I’ll book holiday."
"But I don't want to spend five days without you."
"Neither do I, but it's business. I'll still be here when you get back." I don't want to push her into a situation that might make her uncomfortable with her work colleagues.
"Okay, how about a compromise?" Her green eyes narrow. "I'll fly out on Tuesday and you come and join me for the weekend. James can pick you up straight from work on Friday. We'll fly back on Sunday evening."
Her face slowly breaks into a smile. "A weekend in Rome?"
I nod. "Uh- huh."
"Sweet." She squeals before launching herself into my arms.
It's Midday on Monday, I'm sat at the breakfast bar on the phone to Lorenzo, the M.D at the Rome office, when Lilly steps into the living area. I check my watch making sure that I'm not going mad.
"Si puo email che?" Lilly raises her eyebrows. I give her the full megawatt smile and raise an eyebrow at her. She closes her eyes and draws in a deep breath.
"Lo farò adesso." He replies. I turn around and fill a glass of water from the fridge.
"Ottimo, ci vediamo domani. Ciao." I hang up. When I turn around I almost drop my glass. Lilly has removed her dress and is stood in her black bra and matching Lace thong, hold ups and her heels. I stare at her speechless as I take in every perfect inch of her.
"You, uh, like Italian?" I smile and raise an eyebrow at her. She nods her head.
"Lei è incredibilmente bello. Voglio fare l'amore con te." I caress the words as I speak them, slowly walking toward her.
She closes her eyes and rolls her head back letting out an almost inaudible little moan. She snaps her head toward me and opens her eyes, I almost come in my pants. She stares at me like a lion with a cornered antelope. I’ve managed to deflect her advances so far, but I think this time I might lose this fight. Her lips part slightly and her tongue traces her bottom lip. My eyes lock onto her mouth. I'm stood right in front of her now. Lilly throws herself across the small space between us, her lips colliding with mine. I grab her bare behind and lift her easily, she wraps her legs around my waist. My tongue dips into her mouth eliciting a moan from her. She bites my bottom lip as I walk her to my desk, throwing things off it and laying her down on it. My lips move to her throat and down over her heaving chest. I scoop her up, running my hand under her back unhooking her bra. She pushes it down her arms and I dive for her left nipple, pulling it into my mouth and sucking it hard. She gasps and digs her fingers into my neck.
"Theo. Please, please take me." She cries.
I take a deep breath. "Lilly..."
She grabs at the collar of my shirt, pulling me down to her. “Fuck. Me.” She snarls.
"But..." She kisses me hard quickly, before pulling away again.
"But, nothing. Fuck me Theo." She begs. Her words unhinge an explosive desire. I've spent a week with her, desperate for her every second. I can't resist her anymore. I rip her thong down her legs so fast she gasps in shock. I have my button and fly undone even quicker. My erection springs free. I still, poised at her entrance.
"Promise, you're okay with this? You're not just waiting for an excuse to sack me off?"
She smiles beautifully up at me. "Definitely not, I promise. I will dump you if you don’t fuck me right now.” My heart thumps heavily against my ribs. I kiss her and thrust forward hard, burying myself deep within her. She cries out and moans against my lips. She's so warm and tight I can barely control myself, I've ached for her every minute of the last week. I still inside her, fighting to get control of myself. She wraps her legs around my waist, urging me to move.