The Italian Read online T.L. Swan

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Total pages in book: 163
Estimated words: 163540 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 818(@200wpm)___ 654(@250wpm)___ 545(@300wpm)
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I keep going and going, and then he drags me to my feet and throws me on the bed. He moves over me, and in one swift motion, he slides in deep.

“Ah,” he hisses. “I love you, Olivia.” His dark eyes are locked on mine, and his hands trace my face, as if he’s memorizing every inch. His knees are wide to give him traction, and I lift my legs higher around his body, encasing his perfection.

“I want you deep,” I moan. God, I don’t think he can get deep enough today. I want every inch of him.

He inhales sharply and slams in hard, and I throw my head back with a laugh.

We can’t make gentle love if our lives depended on it.

This man makes me bad to the bone… and I fucking love it.

It’s been the most romantic night of our lives, and I can already see we are going to fuck like animals.

“Are you going to fuck me like this when we are married?” I tease.

He slams in hard. “Forever.”

Rici is wrapped around me like a blanket. My head is on his chest, and his lips rest on my forehead. We’ve made sweet, tender love well into the morning. I’m on an all-time high. I think way back to the two occasions I have been hurt when he left me. It all seems so long ago now, but even with all that devastation and heartbreak, I would do it all again to get where we are today. This is a closeness that we’ve earned, and I think the hard times have only made us a stronger unit.

“Where do you want to get married?” he asks.

I look up at him, surprised at the question. “Here, in Italy.” He frowns down at me. “Really?”

I shrug. “I’m not into big fancy things like your family are. If we got married in Australia, half of Italy would have to travel, whereas I have, like, twenty people I would want there.”

“Thank you. It would kill my mother if I didn’t marry here.”

“What do you think she’s going to say when you tell her?”

We decided not to call anyone tonight. We wanted to bask in the excitement alone for the weekend. Secretly, I think that Rici didn’t want anyone spoiling our excitement with the ‘you barely know each other’ talk.

We don’t care what they think. We know what this is.

“I shall look into next month then,” he says casually.

“Oh, you want the engagement party that soon?”

“No. I want the wedding that soon.” “A month.” I scoff. “We can’t organize a wedding in a month, Enrico. I have so much to do. I need at least… I don’t know… three months.”

He rolls his eyes. “We’ll have the engagement party in two weeks.”

“Two weeks,” I squeak. “Are you mad?”

“It will be easy to plan. My mother will do it all. This is her thing.”

I get a vision of her taking over the entire day. “No, that’s okay,” I tell him. “I want to handle this.”

He pulls me closer and inhales with a sleepy smile. “I am happy, my love.”

I kiss his broad chest. “Me too, baby.”

“Hi, Liv. How are you, lovely girl?”

“Hi, Mum.”

“How was the weekend in Rome?”

“Perfect.” I glance over to Enrico who is lying on the lounge listening, and I scrunch my face up. “Guess what happened?”

“What?”

“Enrico proposed.”

There’s silence for a while, until she eventually whispers, “What?”

“I’m getting married, Mum.”

“Liv, you hardly know this man.”

“I know him. He’s the one. He got down on one knee and proposed to me in The Pantheon. Mum, I’m so happy.”

Enrico’s eyes twinkle with a certain something as he watches me.

“Honey,” she sighs.

“Can’t you just be happy for us?” I ask. “We know what we’re doing. We’re not kids, Mum. I’m twenty-nine. I’m pretty sure I know what I’m doing.”

“I just worry.”

“You don’t need to worry. I’ve got this.”

She stays silent for a moment before she speaks again. “What’s your ring like?”

“Gorgeous.” I smile. “It’s a simple gold band with a stunning two-carat diamond.”

“Wow!” She gasps.

I laugh at her reaction. “Will you come over for a holiday so we can pick my wedding dress?” I ask hopefully.

“Darling, yes, of course. I’ll have to save for a while though. My car needed major repairs that cleaned out my bank account.”

“Okay.” I smile knowing she’s coming around. This is really happening. “I can show you around Italy. It’s so beautiful here. You’ll love it.”

“Olivia, I can’t believe this. I’m so shocked.”

I giggle. “I know. Me, too.”

“I have to go to work. I’ll call you tonight.”

“Okay, I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

She hangs up, and I turn to the sexy man on the couch. He taps his knee for me to go to him. When I do, he wraps me in his arms. “Was she okay?”

“A little worried about how quickly it’s all happened. She’ll come around as soon as she meets you.” I run my fingers through his curls. “Are you going to call your mother?”


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