Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Can't. Think. At. All.
And when he began suckling on her nipple, and so fiercely and passionately—-
Aaaaaah.
She forgot about the need to keep quiet and to keep things a secret.
She forgot about everything because he told her to stop thinking, and she definitely wasn't thinking.
All she wanted, no—-all she needed right now was to writhe and moan.
Oh, how she wanted to moan!
But her husband thankfully still had the presence of mind to cover her mouth with his hand.
Ezio, Ezio, Ezio.
Her head tossed restlessly from one side to another, and when he finally reached the wet and aching mound between her legs, her pleasure reached agonizingly new heights—-
Aaaaaaaah!
This time, Ezio had her sucking desperately on his fingers just to keep her from screaming the house down.
Because oh, the way he was now running his tongue over her folds was driving her out of her mind!
Too much, too much, too much.
Her body began to thrash.
So, so good!
But just as she was about to reach the peak, it was then she felt him positioning himself between her legs, and...
Ezio.
She cried his name out just as his mouth covered hers, at the very same moment that he entered her and took her virginity with one forceful thrust.
Ezio, my love.
It was all she could think about as he began to move inside of her.
Oh, my love.
Her nails raked his back as his thrusts became more forceful.
My love, my love, my love.
She wrapped her legs around his waist as he thrust into her, harder, deeper, and faster than ever. And she didn't know how to explain it, but there was this one thrust that hit her at such a perfect angle—-
Aaaaaaah.
She shattered around him with another cry against his lips, and as her body shuddered under the forceful waves of her orgasm—-
Oh, Ezio.
She dimly heard her husband growl as he, too, started to cum and fill her with his seed.
Please love me, too.
Ten
IT WAS FOUR IN THE morning, and a part of Cat was in awe that she still found herself wide awake, and if she had to be honest, even more deliriously in love with her husband than she ever had been.
"Can I ask you another question?"
Ezio's powerful form shifted slightly under her words, and bubbly hot water gently splashed over the edges of the Jacuzzi, which her husband had purchased and installed only hours ago. It was also the reason they had since moved to his room, discreetly of course. This was one of his wedding gifts for her, since he had heard from Sarica how much she loved a long, luxurious soak in the bath after a particularly long day.
"Certo." Of course.
His gaze focused on her as he spoke, and her heart skipped a beat.
It was just incredible, with how Ezio made her feel like she was his whole world just by seeing her.
And yet at the same time...
"How do you do it?" she blurted out. "How are you a good spy when you look like that?"
His lips twitched. "Is that your way of saying you find me attractive?"
"You're beyond attractive—-" Cat couldn't help feeling slightly morose at this. "And you know it."
"All I care about is what you think," her husband said with a shrug.
Oh, if only.
If only she could swoon without, well, actually losing consciousness!
But since that wasn't possible, all Cat could do was frown, smile, and make a face, and all at the same time, too. He just had her so flustered, and well...
Great.
Her husband's eyes were gleaming again.
"Did I embarrass you?"
"You didn't."
"So I did."
"No, you really didn't, and you still haven't answered my question."
"There's nothing complicated to it." Ezio's tone was pensive, and he had also started playing absently with her nipple, which of course had her feeling the opposite of pensive. In fact, if he continued touching her like this, it was only a matter of time before she lost her mind and begged him to do, well, more.
"You just need to take the time to look for patterns. And when you find them, there will always be loopholes to take advantage of."
"Always?"
His fingers stilled. "Because nothing - and no one - is infallible."
The sudden grimness of his tone made her heart ache.
Because she knew without being told that his words were knowledge that he hadn't acquired without cost.
"Your grandmother told me just a bit about your childhood," Cat confessed.
Her husband only smiled, and her heart ached anew because she could see that it was a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"My turn to ask a question."
She nodded eagerly, relieved to have a change of subject. "Okay."
"Is it just me...or are you not as coordinated as most people believe you to be?"
"It's you," she said right away.
He smiled again, and it was real this time, and while she knew she should be happy about that...
"My wife is a closet klutz."