Chapter 36
Giorgio
Emilia shocked the hell out of me when she kissed me –
But it was the best surprise of my life.
And it was just the start of the best night of my life.
We stumbled to her apartment building’s front door, our bodies intertwined. We laughed as we stopped kissing just long enough for her to pull her keys out of her purse and let us in.
Then she grabbed my hand and raced up the stairs to the third floor, pulling me along behind her.
We went down the hallway to her apartment. She hurriedly unlocked her door and giggled as I kissed her neck from behind.
As soon as we were inside, she slammed the door and locked it –
And I spun her around and kissed her again.
“My bedroom,” she mumbled into my mouth.
I didn’t want to let go of her, so I reached down, grabbed her ass, and hoisted her up.
She wrapped her legs around my body, and we kissed as I stumbled through her dark apartment.
I bumped into a small table and cursed into her mouth – “Mrmph!”
She laughed. “Let me turn on a light!”
“No, just tell me where to go.”
“Go left – I mean, right – my left, your right – ”
She guided me through the darkness to her bedroom. I could see a little from the moonlight shining through the window and open curtains, but not much.
But I could smell it. There was a faint hint of the perfume she wore mingled with the smell of fresh laundry.
When I set her down, I tugged at the hem of her sweater and pulled it over her head. Static electricity popped as it came off, and strands of her golden hair stood out as I tossed the sweater on the bed.
Between kisses, I unbuttoned her white cotton blouse. As I pulled back her blouse, I took in the sight of her breasts – medium-sized and shapely, perfectly cradled in her white lace bra.
I stared at them, momentarily dumbstruck with desire.
She shucked off her blouse and stood there in her bra and jeans in the moonlight. Her body was gorgeous.
I softly traced my fingertip from the swell at the top of her breasts, down into her cleavage.
She shivered with pleasure and moaned.
I took that as an invitation. I reached around and unhooked her bra, then peeled it off her body.
Her breasts were beautiful. The areolas were dark in the moonlight, and her nipples stood up hard and firm.
I was salivating as I bent down and took one nipple between my lips, sucking and running my tongue over the firm little tip. I ran my hands over her back, feeling her silky skin and the softness of her long hair.
She moaned louder and caressed my hair as I sucked at her tit. Then I moved over to the other nipple and licked it, too.
Suddenly I felt her hands on my belt buckle.
“I want to see you,” she whispered.
I grinned as I stood up and pulled off my jacket.