Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 101247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Valentino tries to take the stick from me, but I hold it out of his reach and dip it into the water. He sucks in his bottom lip and his gaze drops to my breasts again.
“I should leave,” I say, dipping myself back into the water. “Before your erection slaps me in the face.”
I swim to the other end of the pool and lift myself onto the edge. Even with the breadth of the pool between us, Valentino’s gaze sears me. Even from here his blatant desire for me is clear. Unlike me, he’s not able to hide his reactions. My clit though is pulsing like someone lit a fire to it, and the man hasn’t even touched me yet. We stare silently at each other.
“You act tough,” he says. “But you can’t fool me.”
“What do you mean?”
He grabs the vodka bottle by the neck and takes a huge gulp. “You’re wet for me, little pearl.”
My breath catches in my throat, and I’m grateful for the distance; otherwise, he would see the blush on my cheeks. “Of course, I’m wet, Don Barone. I’ve been in the water.”
With a mocking laugh, Valentino slips into the water. I watch with alarm as he swims towards me. I want to run away and shut myself in my room, but I’m frozen in place. My body is vibrating with anticipation. He emerges in front of me, just like I’d done to him moments ago. My body shudders, and it’s not from the cold.
His lips pull up in a smirk. “You’re a pretty liar, Signora Barone.”
“I’m not lying.” But my body betrays me because my voice shakes like a coward.
Valentino’s smile disappears. He seizes my ankles and spreads my legs, eliciting a shocked gasp from my lips.
“Valentino!”
“Are you afraid I’ll catch you in a lie?”
“No. I’m not afraid,” I mutter.
“Hmmmm. You have the rebellious stubborn spirit of an untamed stallion.”
“And you’re going to break me?”
“Never. I like my animals and women wild.” His voice rumbles against my skin, and I almost moan. His fingers glide up my calves, moving dangerously towards the crotch of my bikini. I want to pull away. I want to run away, but I don’t. I can’t. I’m hypnotized by his eyes.
His fingers are crawling closer and closer to my sex. Then, instinctively, in an age-old ritual that humans have practiced since the beginning of time, I spread my legs wider. His eyes flare and smolder with desire. They never leave my face until his fingers touch the crotch of my bikini bottom. He rubs the pad of his finger against the fabric, and my mouth falls open.
He hooks his index finger around the fabric and pulls it aside, letting the cold air hit my bare sex. His hands are still as he stares at me, drawing out the moment until he finally looks at my open pussy. He takes a deep, shuddering breath. My body is tempted to grind against his hands, but I hold on to the last dregs of my pride.
In the next moment, he rubs the pad of his thumb against my clit, and no amount of magic can stop the moan that falls from my lips. He continues to rub my clit softly, and pleasure coils through my body. I have never felt this way before.
His finger sinks inside me, and I gasp, my eyes widening at the sweet invasion.
“Valentino,” I cry.
“Fuck,” he moans, pulling out and holding his fingers up to me. “Open your mouth.”
“What?”
He slips his finger into my open mouth, and I instinctively close my lips around it. His pupils dilate, and he shakes his head.
“You will be the death of me,” he says.
“You're sick,” I mumble accusing around his finger. Yet, I suck the firm digit, enjoying the taste of me on his skin.
“Are you going to share?”
“W-what?”
“Share.”
Grasping the tender flesh between my legs, he massages it with one hand, causing me to squirm and writhe. His other hand reaches out and grips my throat as he leans in for a kiss. Our lips meet and I feel the ruthlessness and the authority of Valentino’s tongue, probing, strong, dominating.
I fight back, and our tongues lashing against one another become entwined in a heady, exciting dance. This is nothing like the chaste, wispy kiss Thomas and I shared. Nothing. Valentino’s rich musky scent, his power, his sophistication, and his big solid body, all of it drives me mad with arousal.
Painfully aware of his large hand on my pussy I lean in eagerly. God in heaven, I want to hump his muscular palm like a wild animal, but I hold back. That would only expose my lack of experience. He drags his wet velvety tongue down my neck and into the valley between my breasts. It sends shivers down my spine.
With his teeth, he pulls at my immodest bikini top, and both breasts pop out. He captures one rosy nipple in his hot mouth and sucks it, rolling the hard peak between his teeth, before clamping down.