The Italian Read online T.L. Swan

Categories Genre: Angst, Romance Tags Authors:
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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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“Yes. I do. My life is already mapped out for me.”

She looks around the restaurant and frowns. “I thought you said this was the best restaurant in Milan.”

“It is.”

“Why are we the only ones here?”

I smile as I rest my face in my hand. I booked the whole restaurant so I could have her to myself. “Just lucky, I guess.”

I stand in the corridor as I fumble with the key to Olivia’s room. It’s late now, and we’ve had too many drinks. I had to leave my car at the restaurant. We caught a cab home. She’s standing behind me running her hands up and down my body. She’s hot for it. She’s always hot for it.

She unzips my pants from behind, and I bump her with my ass.

“Let me open the door, woman.”

She laughs and begins to pull my pants down.

“Stop it,” I whisper as I struggle with the lock.

She slides her hand down my briefs and grabs my hard cock. I struggle with the key some more. “Open, fucker.” I give it a swift kick.

She laughs and strokes me hard, and the door clicks open. I stumble in and before I can even close the door behind us, she’s on her knees in front of me.

“Time for dessert,” she whispers darkly as she licks her lips.

She takes my cock into her mouth and my breath catches at the sight of her.

She slides my pants and briefs right down, and I kick them to the side along with my shoes. I take my shirt off over my head while she takes me deep down her throat.

My legs nearly give way beneath me. I gently sweep the blonde hair back from her forehead. Her eyes are closed, and she hums at the taste of me.

Fuck, she’s hot.

Some women give head to please men. Olivia gives head to please herself. She loves it.

I love it more.

I can honestly say that watching her suck my cock is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. She opens her throat and really takes me deep as she cups my balls in her hand. Her other hand roams up and down my thigh.

My stomach tightens, and a gush of pre-ejaculate makes her eyes close.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

She begins to fist me hard, and I grab her head in my hands as my primal instincts take over and I begin to ride her mouth—desperate for the release that only she can give me.

I need her. Fuck, I need her. I need to be so deep inside of her that she can’t breathe.

I drag her to her feet and take her dress and underwear off. I sit back on the bed.

“Condom,” she pants.

“Are you on the pill?”

She frowns. “Yes, but…”

“I’ve never had sex without a condom on before. You’re safe.”

She pushes me on the chest, losing the last of her control. I hold the base of my cock up and slide it through her swollen, wet flesh. She gently rocks back and forth.

“Fuck me,” I whisper up at her.

She slides down onto my cock, and her mouth falls into the perfect O shape.

Oh God, she is perfect.

The feeling of her, flesh-to-flesh, without anything between us, is too much.

I need more. I need to fill her everywhere. I reach around and push my finger into her back entrance, and she quivers. Our eyes lock.

My smile darkens. “You like that, my beautiful girl?”

“Hmm,” she moans with her eyes closed. “Fuck, yes.”

I grab her hip bone and slam her down hard, knocking the air from her lungs. She clings to me.

“Knees up,” I order.

She does as she is told, and I feel her beautiful cunt contract so hard around my cock that waves of pleasure run though both of us.

“I’m going to fuck you all night, baby,” I promise her.

“God, yes!” she screams. “Do it. Give it to me harder.”

I wake to the feeling of the bed dipping beside me. I snap my eyes open and reach out.

“Just going to the bathroom, baby,” she whispers.

I close my eyes again. Within moments, she slides back into bed and lies half over me. I smile as I kiss her forehead.

“What a night,” she whispers.

I smile with my eyes closed. What a night is right.

Incredible doesn’t even come close to describing it.

“What’s on for you this week?” I ask as I mindlessly run my fingers through her hair.

“Just work.”

“I have to go away today.” I open my eyes.

“What?” She looks up at me. “For how long?”

“Until Friday.”

“Oh.” She lies back down. “Okay.”

I roll her onto her back and drop my lips to her neck. “Let’s go away next weekend when I get back.”

“I am away.”

“I’m not. I need a break. I can be back early Friday, and we can leave as soon as you finish work.”

“Really?” she asks.

“Yes, really.”

She smiles, and I drop my lips to her nipple to give it a hard suck. “I’ll look forward to it.”


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