Chapter 42
I wake to Gio’s gentle caress and a kiss on my forehead. I know it’s him before I even open my eyes based on his scent. “You’re back,” I say softly with a smile. It’s then that I open my eyes to find him sitting on the edge of the bed.
“I am,” Gio whispers. “And I’m sorry my meeting took so long.
One turned into two. It was a bit of an ordeal.
” The room is so dark it’s hard to make out Gio’s features.
But there’s something about him that seems tired, although, I’m not sure if it’s a physical exhaustion or emotional.
Before dosing off for a nap, I noted he’d been gone for at least two hours.
And he hasn’t slept since before we left New Orleans. Perhaps it is physical fatigue.
“Is everything okay?” I ask, moving my hand to his thigh.
“Yes, my love. Everything is just fine and even better now that I get to hold you.” Gio kicks off his shoes and shrugs out of his suit jacket.
Pulling back the covers, he snuggles in beside me.
I giggle and wrap my arms around him. He returns my embrace.
“And kiss you.” He brings his lips to mine. “And tell you how much I love you.”
With each sentence, he deepens our kiss. The intensity of it pulls me from the grogginess of sleep and makes me realize he may not be so tired after all. He promised me a special evening. But what could he possibly have planned at this hour? Breaking our kiss, he asks, “Have you eaten?”
“Yes. The chef prepared a full dinner for me at seven. I thought I should wait for you, but then I figured you were the one who asked her to cook it.”
“Good. I wanted you well fed, so you’d have plenty of energy for our evening.”
“Energy? Energy for what? And have you eaten?”
“I had a bite. But now, I’m hungry for something else.
” Gio’s grip on me tightens as he caresses my ass.
Once more, he kisses me. This time, the kiss is slow and steamy as he slips his tongue into my mouth.
The invasion makes me crave a different kind of insertion.
I let my hands wander his body until they find their favorite spot in his hair.
Gio does the same, kneading the flesh of my ass with one palm and massaging my breast with the other.
It isn’t long before we’re both grinding against each other with heavy breaths. “Come with me,” he says.
As Gio and I reach the end of the stone steps leading down from his villa to the oceanfront, a cabana draped with flowing white linens comes into view.
Gio gives my hand a gentle squeeze and leads me toward it with a mischievous smile.
It’s chilly given it’s December and after dark.
The salty breeze flowing off the crashing waves nips at my bare arms. The nightgown I’m wearing is pearly white and made of satin.
Needless to say, it doesn’t offer much coverage or protection from the elements.
Though, as Gio pulls back the linens offering the cabana a subtle amount of privacy, I find he, as always, is prepared.
The cabana is adorned with plenty of pillows and cozy, faux-fur blankets. Candles flicker on small tables on either side of the bed while a bottle of chilled wine and a charcuterie platter are the perfect finishing touch. “Gio, this is amazing!” I say, giving him a soft peck on the cheek.
“Not as amazing as the things I’m about to do to you.” Gio scoops me up and tosses me on the bed, tying the linens closed behind him. I smile and arch my back as Gio’s dark gaze traipses over the curves of my body.
“So, this is a sexy surprise instead of a sweet one.” As Gio undoes the buttons of his white dress shirt, I spread my legs, digging my toes into the sand to brace myself. Just the thought of having him inside me makes me wet.
“Aren’t they all? I mean, you’re sweet and sexy and looking way too good in that dress.
” Gio tosses his shirt to the side and quickly removes his pants as well.
His dick already erect, he brings his hands to my ankles.
Keeping his eyes locked on mine, he tips me back until my back rests against the blankets and my ankles rest on his shoulders.
Ooo, we’ve never tried this position before.
The newness of it has me unable to answer his question, which he doesn’t seem to mind.
Gio begins his conquest of my body by kissing my calves.
His lips travel up my thighs. The higher he goes, the tighter he grips the fabric of my nightgown.
It strains against my rock-hard nipples.
I moan as Gio’s breath warms my slick center.
And Gio responds by ripping my gown from my body—literally.
Without remorse, Gio tears the slippery fabric from my skin, leaving me naked beneath him.
“I thought you liked that dress?” I ask.
“It served its purpose. Wrappings are meant to be discarded.”
Without hesitation, Gio pushes my legs open and pulls my pelvis toward him.
Spread-eagle beneath him, he practically growls as his face hovers over my glistening pussy.
I can’t take my eyes off him. Partly because it’s so arousing seeing him so hungry, so desperate for my body.
His dark, animalistic gaze makes me feel wanted, makes me feel confident.
And, yet this is also the first time he’s eaten me in this way.
From the back, yes. And we’ve had sex plenty.
But never like this. Perhaps he’s been saving it for this very moment.
He wanted it to be special. And that thought has me even more ready.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this, baby. How many nights I’ve dreamed of you. How many times I’ve touched myself to the thought of you.”
With those words, Gio licks me from bottom to top and I instantly see the reason for all the anticipation. His tongue slithers in and out of my vagina, teasing me just so. As he redirects his attention to my clit, I gasp, not even realizing how sensitive I am.
He works magic with his tongue before sucking my tender bud.
The harder he sucks, the more my hips buck.
It’s then that he slips two fingers inside me as he continues wrecking sweet havoc on my clit.
As he fingers me, he presses his palm on my pelvic area so that the pressure is even more intense.
I cry out, ready for a release. But, to my surprise, Gio doesn’t grant it.
“Why? Why did you stop?” I pant as Gio slides his hands up my abdomen to my breasts. He flicks my nipples as he kisses my stomach. Again, I moan as my body quivers. I’m so malleable in his hands, so completely and entirely his.
Crawling up my torso so that the tip of his dick enters me, he says, “Don’t worry, darling. I just have another little surprise for you.”
“I wouldn’t say little,” I remark as he continues to tease me with his tip. Gio smirks.
“That’s not exactly what I had in mind. But if you insist.” Gio slams into me, giving me just what I crave.
His thrusts are hard, fast, and unrelenting.
I scream in pleasure as the pressure inside me builds.
Gio’s rhythm is so perfect, somehow controlled despite the speed.
I don’t know how he does it, how he doesn’t blackout because I can’t even keep my eyes open.
My body arches and bends to his will as my eyes pinch closed.
I’m so caught up in the feel of him I don’t even realize the surprise he has planned for me until the electric sensation grazes my nipple.
“Ah!” I cry. My eyes flash open as Gio continues to fuck me raw.
I glance down to see him holding a small, buzzing gadget to my nipple.
It has a round head that vibrates and turns in a circular motion all at once.
The arousal in my breast becomes so strong I feel it all the way through, pulsing deep within me. “What? What is that?”
“It’s a toy, one that I will use responsibly to make you feel amazing things—if you allow me.
” Considering my legs are already shaking and my core is tight with a building orgasm, I nod and watch as Gio moves the device between my nipples.
They’ve never been harder and the sensation I feel throughout my breast reminds me of when I was breastfeeding.
God, something like this would’ve made the milk shoot out.
If I had milk in me now, no doubt I’d be squirting, and that thought makes me wonder if I’ll squirt anywhere else.
Somewhere, in the middle of Gio’s delicious torment, he pulled himself from me.
I only notice as he trails the device from my chest down my abdomen to my— I cry out as it reaches my clit.
There is no comparison to Gio’s tongue. I love the feel of him on my flesh.
I feel so close to him, so connected to him when he eats me.
But this… The head of the device surrounds my clit, zapping it from all sides at once.
It’s undeniably different and the cry that rips from my body as I cum is undeniably earth-shattering.
My body shakes as Gio turns off the device, leaving us with nothing but the sound of our breathes and crashing waves.
I feel raw, tender to the touch. I sure hope that was all Gio had planned because I don’t think I can take anything else.
It’s then that Gio repositions my body and covers me with plenty of blankets.
Despite the chill I experienced earlier, my skin is now hot to the touch.
Still, I welcome Gio’s warmth, and he settles in beside me and wraps his arms around me.
He kisses my forehead and brushes my no doubt reckless-looking hair from my face.
“How do you feel, my love?” he asks. I can hardly speak. My throat is raw from all the yelling I did. So, I just nod my head to say good and kiss him softly on the lips.