Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
My heart raced in anticipation.
“When I am stressed and need solace, it is thoughts of you that I turn to.” He prowled over and then loomed over me. “You are my mental sanctuary.”
I widened my eyes.
“And. . .” He deeply inhaled me and then licked his lips. “I want you to know, I am not a man who gives his heart easily. There is no other woman’s face tattooed on my body.”
I blinked, knowing he was throwing a shot at David and the tattoo of Francesca’s face on the left side of his stomach.
How did Giorgio know about that tattoo?
“Blue, you have made me care for you deeply and that is something I have not done ever.” With a wicked smirk, Giorgio gently grabbed the bottom of my shirt and slowly slipped the pajama shirt over my body. “It is hard for me to admit this, but I do not want to continue my life without you.”
Warm air brushed against my nude body.
Giorgio neatly folded my shirt, left me, and placed the shirt next to his stuff on the rack.
“Of course, there is a hot attraction for your body.” He prowled back over and circled around me with a predatory grace. “And an intense mind-numbing desire to fuck you.”
Holy fuck.
I shivered with need.
“But what is attraction? What is lust? I’ve felt that for many women. This specific feeling for you is completely different.” Then, he stopped two inches in front of me, barely a breath away. This electrical charge seemed to arc between us.
“And when I started feeling this way, I still didn’t know you at all, but I knew I wanted you to be mine, and now, I can’t imagine you with anyone else.” His voice was an erotic rumble, swirling through the rose scented air. “You have that allure that makes me want to love and protect you, and make this world a better place just to see you smile.”
“Giorgio. . .I have tried to. . .deny my feelings for you,” I confessed, unable to keep my emotions bottled up any longer. “But, I cannot anymore. I don’t just want you in my life. I need you. . .I crave you. . .inside of me. . . not just moving with my body, but. . .deep within my heart. . .my soul.”
A low groan left him. His gaze burned with unquenchable passion. He cupped my face with those gloved hands and leaned in.
Our mouths crashed together in a desperate embrace. His tongue explored.
It was a kiss of longing.
A kiss of need.
A kiss of love.
So intense.
So addicting.
Trembling in pleasure, I wrapped my arms around his hard body and I returned the kiss with all the emotion I felt.
A light, dizzying heat stirred within and spread through my veins.
I was falling into his warmth and floating at the same time.
Moaning, I melted into him. Was it odd that with this kiss. . .I could taste the next fifty years of my life? I could see our future together—marriage, a house, kids?
Groaning, Giorgio ran those gloved hands hotly along my body, ravenously squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. His hard cock pulsated against my thigh, throbbing like a hungry beast and probably demanding release.
My pussy throbbed at the thought.
Giorgio broke the kiss for a few seconds. “I will love you forever, Blue.”
Before I could respond, Giorgio’s tongue speared back into my mouth with wild hunger.
Moaning, I sucked hard on it, savoring the promise of what was to come.
Giorgio released my breasts and explored the rest of my torso with his gloved hands.
Meanwhile, our tongues continued to tangle and dance in each other’s mouths.
Groaning, he grabbed a fistful of my ass with one hand, his gloved fingers digging into my flesh. His other hand crept down my thigh and then brushed against my pussy. It was so wet, so ready.
Fuck me.
As if hearing my thoughts, Giorgio stopped kissing me and pulled back, staring into my eyes. His voice dripped with a dominant command. “Get in the shower.”
How could I not obey?
My heart pounded with every step to the shower. Noise sounded behind me. Unable to resist, I slowly twisted my head around and I glanced over my shoulder.
Holy shit.
A gasp escaped me at the sight.
His pants hung loosely from his hips, revealing a powerful silhouette and the hard ridge of his arousal pushing against the silky fabric of his blue boxer briefs.
Watching me, he lowered his pants further.
They fell to his ankles.
I paused within the shower’s opening. I couldn’t walk in, and I damn sure could not look away.
A wicked smirk spread across his face as he yanked down those briefs.
Oh. . .my. . .
I swallowed at the size of him. His cock was on full display. Large, thick, and exquisitely beautiful. The sort of cock that could make the gods weep.