settled, but Sarah felt the happiness increase.
“Bella, I missed you.” His whisper was barely audible, his black eyes burning with fervor.
Their lips met hungrily. Passion-fuelled kisses blazed like a fire between them. Pietro’s strong arms held her so tightly she thought she wouldn’t be able to breathe, but she didn’t want to stop. He dipped his tongue into her mouth, seeking hers. She touched hers to his, her head feeling dizzy at the sheer pleasure. He cupped her ass with firm hands. They slid upward to her waist, then underneath her T-shirt. Effortlessly, he undid her bra strap, and his hands slipped around and inside her bra, releasing her breasts. She let out a small yelp of pleasure as he rubbed her nipples with his thumbs. She swore she could see smoke coming from his dark eyes. Reaching down, she grabbed the hem of her T-shirt, pulling it quickly over her head. She slipped her bra off both arms and threw it. He fondled her breasts, caressed them.
She kissed him enthusiastically, enjoying the feel of his hands on her breasts. She ran her hands through his thick hair, then kissed his neck. Grabbing the collar of his shirt with both hands, she tugged, popping the buttons—one by one—in her quest to get to his chest. Ripping it open, she revealed his muscular torso and ran her hands through the soft, silky, black hair covering his chest. She moaned as his mouth found her breasts, sucking her nipples, his hardness throbbing beneath her as she sat on his lap.
Like a drug, desire flowed through her veins, rushing through her system with an injection of urgency. Sitting up, she undid her jeans. In the confined space, she had trouble getting them off, her hands shaking with the effort. Silently, Pietro grabbed the waistband and lowered her jeans. She knelt as he drew them lower, revealing her briefs. His hand slid between her legs, feeling her through her knickers. She moaned and arched her back. Her breath coming in gasps, she reached down and flicked off both her sandals, then quickly stood up, one foot either side of him. She pushed her jeans off and kicked them from her legs. In a flash, she removed her underwear. Then, with tightening pulsating within her, she sat down on him and unzipped his jeans. Feeling inside, she had no trouble locating him.
He reached into his back pocket and took out his wallet, fumbling inside it awkwardly with trembling hands. With a soft groan, he pulled her down to him and kissed passionately, his arms encircling her, caressing her back, then her breasts. Electricity shot through her. She reached down to touch his erection.
“Here, cara mia.” She took the little packet and ripped it open with her teeth. The condom rolled on easily. She sat down on him, gasping as he slid into her. Bright lights exploded in front of her eyes as she rocked gently back and forward on him, conscious of his hands on her breasts. She bent down and kissed him, still maintaining her momentum. Their tongues brushed together with the rhythm of her movement. His breathing was coming in ragged gasps, getting faster and faster. He slid his hands down her body and cupped her buttocks, drawing her down tighter and tighter.
Sarah felt the pulse within her quickening, making her moan.
“ Vengo! ” He pulled her tightly to him, his body stiffening.
“Oh God!” She felt the rush of the oncoming orgasm. It exploded within her. They held each other, letting their bodies jerk and writhe together in the exquisite pain. She held her breath. Pietro’s tense torso was as hard as a rock.
Eventually the spasms within her faded. She let out the breath she had been holding, whooshing it out with the release of tension. She lifted her head from Pietro’s neck and looked at him. His face was shiny with sweat, his eyes still smoldering and his lips parted in a smile, revealing his white teeth. Tenderness welled within her. Her heart flooded with love, she smiled back at him.
“ Mia tesoro. Mia amore .” His
“Bella, I missed you.” His whisper was barely audible, his black eyes burning with fervor.
Their lips met hungrily. Passion-fuelled kisses blazed like a fire between them. Pietro’s strong arms held her so tightly she thought she wouldn’t be able to breathe, but she didn’t want to stop. He dipped his tongue into her mouth, seeking hers. She touched hers to his, her head feeling dizzy at the sheer pleasure. He cupped her ass with firm hands. They slid upward to her waist, then underneath her T-shirt. Effortlessly, he undid her bra strap, and his hands slipped around and inside her bra, releasing her breasts. She let out a small yelp of pleasure as he rubbed her nipples with his thumbs. She swore she could see smoke coming from his dark eyes. Reaching down, she grabbed the hem of her T-shirt, pulling it quickly over her head. She slipped her bra off both arms and threw it. He fondled her breasts, caressed them.
She kissed him enthusiastically, enjoying the feel of his hands on her breasts. She ran her hands through his thick hair, then kissed his neck. Grabbing the collar of his shirt with both hands, she tugged, popping the buttons—one by one—in her quest to get to his chest. Ripping it open, she revealed his muscular torso and ran her hands through the soft, silky, black hair covering his chest. She moaned as his mouth found her breasts, sucking her nipples, his hardness throbbing beneath her as she sat on his lap.
Like a drug, desire flowed through her veins, rushing through her system with an injection of urgency. Sitting up, she undid her jeans. In the confined space, she had trouble getting them off, her hands shaking with the effort. Silently, Pietro grabbed the waistband and lowered her jeans. She knelt as he drew them lower, revealing her briefs. His hand slid between her legs, feeling her through her knickers. She moaned and arched her back. Her breath coming in gasps, she reached down and flicked off both her sandals, then quickly stood up, one foot either side of him. She pushed her jeans off and kicked them from her legs. In a flash, she removed her underwear. Then, with tightening pulsating within her, she sat down on him and unzipped his jeans. Feeling inside, she had no trouble locating him.
He reached into his back pocket and took out his wallet, fumbling inside it awkwardly with trembling hands. With a soft groan, he pulled her down to him and kissed passionately, his arms encircling her, caressing her back, then her breasts. Electricity shot through her. She reached down to touch his erection.
“Here, cara mia.” She took the little packet and ripped it open with her teeth. The condom rolled on easily. She sat down on him, gasping as he slid into her. Bright lights exploded in front of her eyes as she rocked gently back and forward on him, conscious of his hands on her breasts. She bent down and kissed him, still maintaining her momentum. Their tongues brushed together with the rhythm of her movement. His breathing was coming in ragged gasps, getting faster and faster. He slid his hands down her body and cupped her buttocks, drawing her down tighter and tighter.
Sarah felt the pulse within her quickening, making her moan.
“ Vengo! ” He pulled her tightly to him, his body stiffening.
“Oh God!” She felt the rush of the oncoming orgasm. It exploded within her. They held each other, letting their bodies jerk and writhe together in the exquisite pain. She held her breath. Pietro’s tense torso was as hard as a rock.
Eventually the spasms within her faded. She let out the breath she had been holding, whooshing it out with the release of tension. She lifted her head from Pietro’s neck and looked at him. His face was shiny with sweat, his eyes still smoldering and his lips parted in a smile, revealing his white teeth. Tenderness welled within her. Her heart flooded with love, she smiled back at him.
“ Mia tesoro. Mia amore .” His
Similar Books
