Total pages in book: 163
Estimated words: 163540 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 818(@200wpm)___ 654(@250wpm)___ 545(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 163540 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 818(@200wpm)___ 654(@250wpm)___ 545(@300wpm)
Bobby nods with a huge smile. “The kitchen is stocked. The supplies you asked for are in the safe. I will be about two hundred meters away if you need me.” He passes over a card. “Here’s my number. Do you need anything else, sir?”
“No,” Enrico replies.
Bobby gives a polite nod before he leaves us alone.
“This will do,” Enrico says.
“You haven’t been here before?” I ask.
“No. I bought it sight unseen when I took over two years ago. Just in case…”
“Just in case you needed to hide.”
He smirks as his eyes roam over the interior, and he turns his attention back to me. “You. Dinner. Shower. Bed. You’re exhausted.”
I smile as the hot water streams over my face.
I’m relaxed—so relaxed that I’m bordering on falling asleep. We’ve been here for three heavenly days, and I am officially in love with island life.
I turn off the shower, get out, and wrap myself in a towel when I feel lips kiss my shoulder from behind.
Hmm.
Enrico pulls my hair around my neck and kisses me with an open mouth, and then he trails his tongue up to my jawline.
My eyes close at the contact.
We haven’t had sex for a week. It’s the longest we’ve gone without in our time together. With the worry and the travelling, I was so exhausted that I slept for two days straight when we got here. Time has gotten away from us.
Enrico licks up my neck, and then he bites me sharply.
His breathe quivers on the inhale, and I know what he wants.
Me.
His hands float up to my bare breasts, and he cups them in his hands. His open mouth rests on my neck, sending goosebumps scattering down my spine. He puts his lips to my ear. “I need to taste you.”
My eyes close when he bites me again, this time with a little suction. My legs weaken beneath me.
Oh, this man and the way commands my body to obey him. His touch is like nothing I’ve ever felt.
No matter how many times we fuck, no matter how many ways he has me, it’s never enough. It’s never deep enough. He’s like a thirst I just can’t quench.
He leads me out of the bathroom and lies me on the bed. He spreads my legs.
He loves to look at me like this—laid out and wide open for him.
His.
He takes his cock in his hand as his gaze drops to my sex. He slowly begins to stroke himself as I smile up at him.
“Hmm,” he moans. He reaches down to spread my lips open, revealing the soft pink flesh there. His strokes get harder; more urgent.
One of the things Enrico loves about my body is my coloring. With pale skin and fair blonde hair, I’m so very different to him. His jerks take on an almost violent motion.
I smile as I watch him in wonder. I know what he’s doing.
He’s going to make himself come before we have sex so that he isn’t too rough with me.
He leans down and holds my legs wide, and his thick tongue sweeps through my flesh. His eyes close and, unable to help it, he begins to stroke himself again. He really lets me have it. His tongue is lapping and sucking, and the more into it he gets, the harder he strokes himself.
He’s eating me with all of his face as he loses control, and his whiskers are burning me.
Oh God, this is Heaven.
This man is Heaven.
He bites my clitoris, and I jump.
He rises over me with dark eyes and jerks himself over my face.
“Ol-i-vi-a… open your mouth,” he commands.
My back arches off the bed, and I open my mouth and cup his balls.
He slides in deep, and with one deep suck, I feel his hot seed roll down my throat.
He tips his head back and moans. He’s so fucking hot, I can’t stand it.
His lip curls, his eyes darken, and I know for certain that only the very tip of his arousal has been tamed.
I’m going to get it tonight, and I’m going to get it good.
He continues to slowly pump me, and I smile around him. “What now?” I whisper.
He bends and takes my face in his hands, dragging me closer to his.
“You’ve been a very bad girl and you need to be punished.” He bites my bottom lip and stretches it out.
“Yes,” I whimper.
He picks me up and throws me onto my hands and knees. He slaps me hard on the ass. “Prepare to be fucked… hard.”
I laugh out loud.
I love this man.
Enrico
Olivia slowly climbs out of bed.
“Where are you going?” I ask, my eyes flickering to the clock. It’s 2:44 a.m.
“I’m just getting a drink. Be back soon.”
“Do you want me to get it?”
“No, I’m already up. Go back to sleep.” She walks away, and I lie for a moment before I get up and go to the bathroom.