He placed his hand on my shoulder, then ran it down my back and over my hip, before caressing my ass and moving lower.
“Always so fucking wet for me,” he growled.
My eyes fluttered shut and when I heard the vibrator start to whirl, I thought, this isn’t going to take long at all.
“Open ‘em.”
I did as requested, watching his face as he teased my opening, first with his fingers, then with the tip of the vibrator. I parted my legs wider and arched my back, and the savage look in his eyes turned my blood up to boiling.
“Cade,” I moaned, tilting my ass back farther, urging him to fill me up.
“Palm your tit,” he said, leaning down to lick, then bite my shoulder, his gaze intent on my hand as I massaged my breast and pinched the nipple.
When the vibrating wand slid inside of me, it felt like a reward, so I played with my nipple as I ground my ass against his hard cock.
“Cade,” I managed again, my breath coming out in pants as I felt the orgasm get closer. “Rub my clit,” I begged, needing the friction.
“Fuck … I need to taste you,” he said, his lips moving across my skin.
“Be my guest,” I replied, yelping when I was quickly spun and lifted, my ass hitting the cold marble.
Cade thrust the vibrator deeper inside me as he dropped to his knees and sucked my clit between his supple lips. I bucked and writhed, and would have been embarrassed about coming so soon if there weren’t fireworks exploding behind my eyes.
Before I finished riding the wave, the vibrator was gone… a barely registered clink on the floor, and was replaced with Cade’s hot, pulsating cock.
I was lifted again, and this time my back hit the wall as he fucked me in an animalistic frenzy.
“Lila, fuck,” he managed, his hands gripping my hips as he plunged deeper and came with a moan.
His lips worked my neck as we tried to catch our breath.
I caressed his back absently, still euphoric, and asked, “Ready for the tub?”
Cade grunted in agreement and said, “Love you, darlin’.”
“I love you, too, stud muffin.”
He slapped me on the ass and carried me to the tub as I laughed happily in his arms.
Chapter Three
We walked, we ate, we drank, we ate, and we ate again.
Italian food in Italy was leaps and bounds more delicious than any Italian food I’d ever had before, and I liked to think of myself as a connoisseur.
Whether it was the ingredients, the recipes passed down for generations, or simply the locale, I didn’t know. Probably all of the above. But, I’d never tasted gnocchi, carbonara, or cannoli that thrilled my taste buds like the delicious dishes in Venice.
I’d thought Paris was romantic, and yes, of course it was, but there was something about hearing a man singing as we drank wine and looked at the boats on the water that filled me with euphoria and had me gazing at Cade with hearts in my eyes.
“I love you so much,” I’d told him. “I can never repay you for the gift of this trip. It’s the most amazing experience of my life.”
“You repay me every second you allow me to be in your life,” was his response.
I mean … seriously? Was it any wonder I’d voluntarily tied myself to this man for the rest of my life?
Of course, he’d gotten lucky again after a statement like that.
It will be a miracle if I can still walk by the time we make it back home.
Now, we were venturing outside of Venice. Cade was finally getting his day of fun. We’d rented a motorcycle and were going to ride through the countryside until Cade got his fill. Which meant we could be gone for hours … or days.
I held on tight, enjoying the feel of his back against my front, and the smell of leather from his jacket.
I’d fallen in love with this part of Cade first, or maybe it had started as lust, but knowing how being on the open road made him feel … free. And, having him want to share that with me, to have me with him as he acquainted himself with Italy in a visceral way, made me love him all the more.
I watched as we passed lush landscapes and quaint cottages, groves of olives and grapes, and myriad of people going about their daily lives.
The next day we were taking a flight on Ryanair from Venice to Barcelona, which was the last leg of our trip. On one hand, I couldn’t believe it was almost over. Being here with Cade was a dream and I never wanted it to end. On the other, I missed my kids, and my friends. And, I even missed my business.
Plus, when we got back Cade would officially be living with us as my husband and Elin and Elena’s stepfather, and I couldn’t wait to see what our lives were going to be like on a normal, day-to-day basis.
I took a deep breath and told myself to enjoy the ride.
So I did, and before I knew it we were in Belluno, with its impressive mountainous backdrop and charmingly colorful palazzos and villas.
We stopped for lunch in the Piazza dei Martiri and then got back on the road.
By the time we made it back to the loft, which I would miss terribly when we left, we were both exhausted from a day of fresh air, and I was stiff from so much time on the bike. Luckily, we had the hot tub readily available, and I was able to soak some of the pain away.
The next morning we were up early and on our way to the airport after saying goodbye to the beautiful apartment, and to Venice.
The flight was less than two hours, so before long, we were landing in Barcelona, Spain.
“So, what kind of apartment will we be in this time?” I asked as we loaded into a cab.
“Actually, this one is a house. Matt is still signed with the NFL and his wife is from Barcelona, so they spend quite a bit of time here. It just so happened that he’s gearing up for the season, so they’re at their home in Minnesota.”
The sign said Las Ramblas and I noticed we’d once again be within walking distance to everything we may need. There was the La Boqueria market, a few restaurants, and what looked like a rooftop bar.
Cade’s friends knew how to live life right.
“Oh my gosh, Cade, this is insane,” I said as I took in the floor-to-ceiling windows. “Amy May would die for this kitchen.”
Once again there was both indoor and outdoor space, along with clean lines and a fresh open concept.
“I am getting so many ideas,” I told Cade as I walked around touching everything.
“For what?” he asked.
“Our next home?” I suggested.
Cade had a gorgeous cabin in the woods that he used to live in. We’d been planning to keep it for a weekend place, but now it looked like his sister Alani was leaving their family in Hawaii and staying there while she went to school.
Plus, we had my house, which my old boss Moose had left to me when he died, and we’d renovated.
“You thinking about moving?” he asked, surprised.
We’d put a lot of work into it and he knew how much I loved it.
“Maybe,” I said with what I hoped was a casual shrug. “We’re married now and Elin and Lena are only getting bigger. Plus, if we decide to expand our family, we’ll probably need a bigger place.”
Cade dropped his bag on the floor and crossed to me.
“Is that what you want? More kids?” he asked, his hands coming up to cup my face.