Chapter 63
JOSIE
I stand in front of the Colosseum and open my mouth in awe at the view. I used to love reading up about history when I was a little girl and imagining what a wonder like this was like close and personal, but this ancient building is even more incredible than even my childhood fantasy could even envision, especially when I’m standing right in front of it. The Colosseum towers over me, even bigger than I was expecting when I set off to find it today. Standing in front of its stone, I feel like I’m traveling back in time to the glory days of Ancient Rome... gladiators and emperors and senators and markets and armies marching through splendid victory arches. It’s incredible this piece of architecture is still standing.
It’s incredible I’m here in Rome. I never would have thought I could do this ever in my life.
There are so many details in this old city - so much of an enduring legacy that stretches back thousands of years when you wander its streets. It truly boggles the mind, especially that of an uncultured small town American.
I’ve managed to escape Victor and the movie set and travel down here for a few days. I’ve really wanted to go sightseeing in Rome, and Victor thought it’d be a good idea for me to get away for a couple of days, so off I went. And now I get to wander around this beautiful city and take in the history and the culture.
I take a lick of the melting gelato in my hand and smile.
Yeah, this is incredible.
I can’t believe I’m here. I would’ve once thought that visiting Rome would’ve been a pipe dream - that it would be way too expensive for someone working their butt off as a minimum wage barista, but now I am standing in front of one of the great wonders of the world, and it’s all because of one man.
My phone buzzes in my pocket. I know who it’ll be. It’ll be the man who made this all happen...
Victor.
Hello, beautiful.
Oh, I have to answer back.
Hello, handsome.
Having fun in Rome?
Are you missing me? Is that why you’re messaging me?
Yes, I am.
Tell me… how much do you miss me?
There’s a long pause.
A lot.
That’s cute.
What are you currently doing?
Eating gelato.
Sexy.
You think that’s sexy?
Have you been thinking of me today?
You sound clingy. I’ve been too busy being a tourist to even think about you, Victor.
Tell me the truth. Have you been thinking of me?
Yes.
What have you been thinking about?
Things that are too unmentionable in a message.
Good. That’s what I need to know.
What are you doing?
Thinking of you.
What are you thinking about?
A lot of things about you, Josie. Your skin. The way you smell when you get hot and sweaty. The taste of your lips.
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The way you look at me when I fuck you. The sounds you make when I fuck you. The way your body reacts to me when I fuck you.
That’s naughty, Victor. Those are very naughty things to send via message.
I don’t give a damn. I’m thinking about you, and nothing can stop me. You’re mine, Josie.
Oh, I am? I’m in Rome. I’m very much not yours.
I want you to be here.
Where are you?
At the hotel. I’ve just been swimming. I’m wet. I’m naked. And I’m hungry for you.
What would you do if I were there?
I wouldn’t even speak to you. I would fuck you against the wall the moment you get back here. I want you so bad that I am already hard.
You’re hard?
Yes. Right now.
Is that because of me?
Yes.
Go on, then. Keep telling me what you’d do if I were standing there with your hard dick.
I would get you wet with the water on me, and I wouldn’t give a shit. I would fuck you hard until you came.
You would make me cum?
Over and over, Josie. That’s all I want. That’s what I would do to you right now. I can’t think about anything else.
You want me that bad?
I want you here. Right now.
Now?
Yes. Get here now, Josie. I can’t bear this any longer.
If you don’t understand, I’m in Rome. I can’t magically appear next to you. Even distance is a barrier to the rich, charming Victor Penmayne.
I want you here now, Josie.
Do you want me to turn around and head back just so you can fuck me?
Yes.
I stop licking my gelato and instantly start doing what the man commands.