But…there’s no going back now. I’m here and I’m ready to take the chance.
Because he’s worth it, that I know for sure.
I lie back and look up at the sky, I’m in Italy. Maybe for forever this time.
A warm and fuzzy feeling filters through my bloodstream.
It’s good to be home.
Giuliano
I glance at the time on the top of my computer screen, I’m on the countdown until I can leave work. After Francesca’s text to tell me she’s here over two hours ago, I’m like a cat on a hot tin roof. I just want to get out of here, playing it cool is not as easy as I thought it was going to be.
I’m always the last to leave and I’m not acting any different, I can’t risk anything being picked up.
Lorenzo knocks twice on the door. “I’m going home.”
“Okay. Have a good night.”
He lingers, causing me to glance up at him.
“I hear you went to Paris earlier in the week…you visited Francesca.”
I sit back in my chair, annoyed. “Keeping tabs on me now, are you?”
“Not at all, just….” He hesitates.
“Just what?”
“It does make me wonder why you would take the trouble to go to another country to see her.”
Fuck off already.
“I picked up a computer from France from a new contact, I wanted to meet him in person and seeing I was already there I called in to visit Francesca for ten minutes at her office. I hadn’t seen her since my mother’s funeral and I wanted to thank her for coming. This may come as a surprise, Lorenzo, but I don’t run everything by you.”
His eyes hold mine.
“Is that all?” I snap.
We stare at each other; an unspoken warning runs between us.
Stay out of my fucking way.
He nods once, clearly annoyed. “Have a nice night.”
“You too.”
He disappears down the hall and I sit back in my chair and exhale heavily, and so it begins.
An hour later I pull my Ferrari into the underground parking lot, the two cars pull in behind me and park, I get out and walk toward the guards’ cars. “I’m not leaving tonight so you can retire.”
“How long will you be staying here, Mr. Ferrara?”
I shrug. “As long as the renovations on my other place take,” I reply casually.
I had to speed-plan a whole remodel of my other apartment so that it doesn’t look suspicious that I’m suddenly staying here. “This building is safe, you can leave.”
“The cars will be out the front if you need us.”
“Thank you.” I take the lift up with my heart beating hard in my chest, with every floor that I rise it brings me closer to her.
I get to my apartment and throw my briefcase down and race to the bathroom, I undress at lightning speed and get into the shower.
My heart is racing as I anticipate the night I’m about to have.
She’s here.
I let the hot water run over my head as I put my head into my hands to try to calm myself down. Don’t fuck this up.
She’s here.
Fifteen minutes later I walk out of my apartment and enter the fire stairs, I can’t risk someone seeing the light on the elevator go from my apartment up to hers. I take the stairs two at a time and arrive at her floor, I open the door slightly and peer out. I don’t know why I’m doing this, I already know that nobody can get up to her floor. With my heart in my throat, I press her doorbell and I hear it echo inside. My palms are sweating, my heart is hammering and damn it, why does she affect me so much.
The door opens in a rush and there stands my beautiful angel. Her long dark hair is out and her big welcoming smile instantly dissipates all my fears.
Calm falls over me and I take her into my arms, her body melts against mine and we hold each other close.
“Thank God you’re here,” she whispers into my neck, I hug her tighter.
Damn it, it’s been too long.
We kiss, and it’s as if the entire earth spins on its axis. This is all that matters, me and her. As long as we’re together is all that matters.
We kiss again and again, the urgency building between us. She goes to drop to her knees and I hold her up to keep her close. “I need to kiss you.”
She smiles against my lips. “Are you knocking me back?”
I chuckle. “For the moment.” I lead her into the apartment and sit down on the couch and pull her down onto my lap.
I’m lost, lost in a sea of perfect kisses, to the power this woman has over me.
“I love you,” she whispers as her eyes search mine.
Emotion overwhelms me, the erection tents my pants and she spreads her legs over mine, searching for a deeper connection. For a long time, we kiss, tender and loving and my hands are on her hips guiding her body over mine.
She shudders and I know she’s close, damn it…not yet, I want to kiss her like this forever.
I need to be inside her, I slide her panties off and pull my cock out, she goes up onto her knees and I guide myself into her. I swipe the tip of my cock through her wet lips, she’s dripping wet and I’m rock hard.
The ultimate combination.
We stare at each other as I slowly slide into the hilt, we both moan in pleasure.
Fuck.
A perfect intimacy runs between us as she slowly rocks on my cock. Her tight body rippling around mine.
Finally.
“I love you.” I whisper up at her in awe. “So, so much.”
Francesca
The light peeks through the sides of the drapes and I inhale deeply with a stretch, I’m relaxed and so sleepy. What time is it? I drag my eyes open and am met by big brown ones. Giuliano is lying on his side, propped up on his elbow watching me, he reaches over and pushes my hair back from my forehead with a soft smile. “Hi.
I smile shyly and lean over and kiss his big beautiful lips. “Hi.” He puts his arm around me and pulls me to his chest and we lie sated in each other’s arms.
“What a night.” I feel him smile above me.
I giggle as his lips rest on my temple and it’s the weirdest thing, it’s like we’re sharing the one body. Nothing between us, our hearts beating as one. We made love all night, whispered sweet nothings under the covers until the wee hours.
Intoxicated by the sheer happiness of being together. And this is it, the epitome of love. How it should be.
I’ve never felt so close to anyone and I know I never will, he’s the one.
The man I was born to love.
“What are we doing today?” I beam over at my handsome man.
“We….” His eyebrows flick up as if surprised. “There’s a word I….” His voice trails off.
“You haven’t heard before?”
He smiles above me. “I kind of like it.”
I sit up to look at him as I fake horror. “Well, you better.”
He chuckles and rolls me over onto my back and holds my hands over my head. “Or what?”
“Or you’re going to get it,” I tease. “That’s what.”
“And you’re going to give it to me?” He widens his eyes in jest as he spreads my legs with his knee. “Go on then, tough guy.” He kisses me. “Do it now.”