Total pages in book: 163
Estimated words: 163540 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 818(@200wpm)___ 654(@250wpm)___ 545(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 163540 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 818(@200wpm)___ 654(@250wpm)___ 545(@300wpm)
It sends me over the edge. I cry out as an earth-shattering orgasm rips through my body.
“Ah!” he cries as he loses control, he grabs my hipbones with force.
He begins to fuck me hard. The sounds of our skin slapping together echoes around the room.
“Fuck. Fuck, ohh,” he hisses as he holds himself deep.
I feel the jerk of his cock deep inside of me as he fills me with his thick semen.
He continues to slowly pump me as he completely empties himself deep inside of me, and then he leans over me and turns my face to his.
I have nothing left. I am completely spent—wet with perspiration, my morals smashed to pieces.
“I’m going to make you happy.” His lips take mine, and we kiss. I feel the last of my sanity fall away.
“Rici,” I whimper into his mouth.
“I’ve waited all my life for you, Olivia,” he whispers.
My eyes fill with tears. “Thank God you found me.”
He pulls out of my body as his lips hold mine. I wince at the loss of his body. It hurt coming out as much as it did going in.
He leads me into the shower and holds me tightly in his arms as he turns it on. I’m speechless.
I can only cling to him, my emotions raw.
I never expected that, I never expected to want it.
Everything about today is new.
We get in under the water, and he soaps up his hands and takes his time. He washes me as we kiss. It’s not sexual; it’s loving, caring, and everything I thought we would never be.
We don’t speak. Words are irrelevant right now.
He missed me. With all of his heart he missed me. I can feel it with every touch.
For a long time, we stand under the hot water in each other’s arms, and I feel so warm and safe that I’m falling asleep against him. It’s like the torture of the last few weeks without him have come to an exhausted head and I can hardly keep my eyes open.
“Come, my bella. Bedtime, baby.” He helps me out of the shower and dries me carefully with a towel before I get into bed.
He turns off the lights and climbs in behind me. Then he lovingly pulls the blankets up over me. “Sleep, my love.”
I close my eyes, completely exhausted.
“Non ti lascerò mai andare via,” he whispers into my ear. “I’m never going to let you go.” He puts his arms around me from behind and kisses my shoulder.
I smile into my pillow.
I’ve died and gone to Ferrara Heaven.
19
Olivia
The need to go to the bathroom wakes me from my deep sleep, and I roll over in the darkness.
What time is it? It’s pitch-black. I sit up and rise out of bed, feeling my way around the room. I fumble until I find my handbag and take my phone out. It’s nearly 9:00 a.m. Why is it so fucking dark in here?
I put the torch on my phone and go to the bathroom and return to bed as my eyes finally acclimatize.
Rici is lying flat on his back, fast asleep, one hand behind his head and the other safely holding his dick. His black hair is messy against his pillow. His dark eyelashes flutter, and his big red lips part as he inhales. I smile as I watch him.
So peaceful and perfect.
I lie onto my side to face him. My mind goes to last night and the love that we made.
I feel myself blush.
He’s so dirty, and it’s so damn hot.
I’ve never been with anyone even remotely like him.
Never in a million years did I think I would like the things that he does to me. When we have sex, I completely forget who I am.
Because I am his. His to do what he wants with.
My eyes roam down his broad chest and dark hair. Over his rippled abs, too, and then lower to his perfectly kept pubic hair and dick. Even when fast asleep and flaccid, he’s one hell of a man.
His begins to stir, and I have to stop myself from cuddling up to him and waking him up.
Maybe I should go and make breakfast for us?
Yes. I’ll do that. I get up and look for something to put on. Rici’s pale blue shirt from last night is still on the floor. I throw it on, grab my phone, and make my way out into the hallway.
The entire house is pitch black. What the hell? Why is it so dark? I don’t get it. There must be some kickass drapes on the windows. I put my cell’s torch back on and tiptoe toward the stairs. Finally, the sensory lights come on and light my way down the grand staircase.
Once at the bottom, I flick the light on, and I look around in wonder. I’ve never been anywhere like this.