demanding than the need for air. She unbuttoned his shirt and slid her hands over his smooth, muscled chest, kissing his neck wantonly as a low growling sound came from deep within his throat. She eased his shirt off his shoulders, revealing strong arms, a perfectly sculpted torso and an abdomen hard as steel.
They tumbled to the floor, sinking in the soft fluffy rug. He pinned her down with his hot body, kissing her ravenously, his lips wandering down her neck, shoulders and breasts. She felt boneless, overwhelmed by sensations too sublime to be described. His hands restlessly removed the thin barrier of her dress, leaving her in nothing but a pair of minuscule lace panties and her black stockings. He pushed himself up to his knees, watching her as he unzipped his pants. The sight of his rigid erection made her breath come fast and shallow, as his was. His eyes were glassy and dark with wanting her. When he lowered himself on top of her again, she felt his heart beating just as fast as her own, the skin of his chest rubbing against her bare breasts.
He trailed kisses down her body and she arched her back, moaning softly as he removed her panties and his own pants. When she felt him full and completely naked against her, his magnificent body pressing her down, she closed her eyes in ecstasy. She opened them wide again, gasping breathlessly when, with a gradual motion of his hips, he made their bodies one entity. She let him fill not only her body, but her heart as well. He whispered fiercely, “Look at me, Sonia. Guardami! ”
She did. She couldn’t take her eyes off him as they moved together, driven by feelings she’d never experienced before. She dug her nails hard into his back when she felt herself fall right among the stars with the speed of lightning. She cried out his name, her body jolting with an incendiary fulfillment. Thousands of shivers ran through her as she felt him let go, as lost in her as she was lost in him.
Chapter Four
The milky morning light revealed their sweaty bodies still entangled on the plush rug, partially covered with a blanket he’d dragged from the sofa. Giovanni stared outside, softly tracing circles on Sonia’s smooth back. She was sprawled on top of him, her regular breathing making him think she had fallen asleep.
It had been an amazing night, the best he had ever spent with a woman. Not only because they had made love for hours, not only because it had been different and increasingly exciting every time, but also because it had been special. He’d had many women in his time—some more experienced than Sonia, some bolder, others more innocent. But none of them had made him feel so wanted, so fulfilled. Her passion and desire had touched and softened his heart in such a strange way he didn’t know what to make of it. He felt completely happy, maybe for the first time in his life.
She stirred, sighing, and then said drowsily, “Giovanni?”
“I thought you were asleep. What is it, cara mia ?”
“This was the most beautiful night in my entire life. I don’t want you to say anything. I just felt the need to say it aloud.”
His heart gave a jolt of emotion as he lifted her chin to gaze deep into her eyes.
“Was it really?”
She nodded, looking at him with those big, brown, expressive eyes of hers.
“You’ve read my mind, you know that? I was just thinking the same thing. And I’m not just saying that. It’s true,” he added when he saw she was about to interrupt him. “It was the most amazing night of my life too, Sonia.”
She kissed his chest and he drew her higher, until their mouths met in an intimate way that never failed to entice him to the point of losing control. He buried his fingers in her hair as she rose above him, moving over him like a goddess of sin, yet as innocent as the purest of angels. She brought him to a state of delirious madness as she ran her hands, lips and tongue over his heated body, damp
They tumbled to the floor, sinking in the soft fluffy rug. He pinned her down with his hot body, kissing her ravenously, his lips wandering down her neck, shoulders and breasts. She felt boneless, overwhelmed by sensations too sublime to be described. His hands restlessly removed the thin barrier of her dress, leaving her in nothing but a pair of minuscule lace panties and her black stockings. He pushed himself up to his knees, watching her as he unzipped his pants. The sight of his rigid erection made her breath come fast and shallow, as his was. His eyes were glassy and dark with wanting her. When he lowered himself on top of her again, she felt his heart beating just as fast as her own, the skin of his chest rubbing against her bare breasts.
He trailed kisses down her body and she arched her back, moaning softly as he removed her panties and his own pants. When she felt him full and completely naked against her, his magnificent body pressing her down, she closed her eyes in ecstasy. She opened them wide again, gasping breathlessly when, with a gradual motion of his hips, he made their bodies one entity. She let him fill not only her body, but her heart as well. He whispered fiercely, “Look at me, Sonia. Guardami! ”
She did. She couldn’t take her eyes off him as they moved together, driven by feelings she’d never experienced before. She dug her nails hard into his back when she felt herself fall right among the stars with the speed of lightning. She cried out his name, her body jolting with an incendiary fulfillment. Thousands of shivers ran through her as she felt him let go, as lost in her as she was lost in him.
Chapter Four
The milky morning light revealed their sweaty bodies still entangled on the plush rug, partially covered with a blanket he’d dragged from the sofa. Giovanni stared outside, softly tracing circles on Sonia’s smooth back. She was sprawled on top of him, her regular breathing making him think she had fallen asleep.
It had been an amazing night, the best he had ever spent with a woman. Not only because they had made love for hours, not only because it had been different and increasingly exciting every time, but also because it had been special. He’d had many women in his time—some more experienced than Sonia, some bolder, others more innocent. But none of them had made him feel so wanted, so fulfilled. Her passion and desire had touched and softened his heart in such a strange way he didn’t know what to make of it. He felt completely happy, maybe for the first time in his life.
She stirred, sighing, and then said drowsily, “Giovanni?”
“I thought you were asleep. What is it, cara mia ?”
“This was the most beautiful night in my entire life. I don’t want you to say anything. I just felt the need to say it aloud.”
His heart gave a jolt of emotion as he lifted her chin to gaze deep into her eyes.
“Was it really?”
She nodded, looking at him with those big, brown, expressive eyes of hers.
“You’ve read my mind, you know that? I was just thinking the same thing. And I’m not just saying that. It’s true,” he added when he saw she was about to interrupt him. “It was the most amazing night of my life too, Sonia.”
She kissed his chest and he drew her higher, until their mouths met in an intimate way that never failed to entice him to the point of losing control. He buried his fingers in her hair as she rose above him, moving over him like a goddess of sin, yet as innocent as the purest of angels. She brought him to a state of delirious madness as she ran her hands, lips and tongue over his heated body, damp
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