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“You’re so fucking pretty, Cat,” he murmured. “I want to feel what it’s like to be inside you.”
I couldn’t do anything but nod breathlessly at the thought. His words turned me on just as much as his touch did, and I found that I wanted nothing more than to feel him moving inside me.
He quickly freed his cock from his pants, then pulled a condom out from somewhere and slid it on. He leaned over me, bracketing my head with his hands so that all I could see were his eyes.
With a swift movement, he was pressing inside me.
I moaned at the stretch of him, the pleasure riding just on the edge of pain in a way that had me writhing against him. As he moved against me, he held my face in his hands so tenderly I almost felt like I could cry.
He was a man who truly knew me, every part of me, even the ugly parts. And he cared about me anyway. It was a powerful feeling.
Before long, he dropped his head to my shoulder as his movements became faster and more erratic. I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts, loving the way he got a little rougher as he got closer to his own release.
I could feel his belt buckle pressing against the inside of my thigh, the cool metal providing an interesting contrast with the heat of his skin. He bit my shoulder as he came, moaning loudly against me. It was a wonderful feeling to see a man who was normally so composed fall apart completely in my arms.
He kissed my shoulder gently where I was sure he’d left a little mark, then moved his mouth back to mine.
“That was amazing,” he whispered against my lips.
I kissed him back instead of responding. It was amazing, too amazing for words. If I thought too much about what had just happened between us, I was afraid I would start panicking. So instead, I let my heart take over and wrapped my arms around Elio.
I decided it would be okay to let my heart win out, just this once.
*Caterina*
It had been two days since Elio and I had slept together. The feel of his rough, calloused hands and the hot, wet sweep of his tongue left me shivering with every recurring thought. My mind proceeded to play the entire event on constant rewind, making it near to impossible to think about anything else.
Maybe that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing….
All the visions of seeing him work between my legs, the overwhelming pleasure that ran up my spine—it felt like my mind was shattered.
He was the best I’d ever had. No man before him, and probably after him, would ever surpass the euphoric sensation that he spread throughout my body.
Elio made me feel special, needed, ‘wanted.’ I felt desired on a level that most women would kill for. He didn’t even give much thought to his own needs or desires. It was as if I was the only one that mattered in that moment.
It left me shocked beyond words.
And it certainly got me thinking about the moments after our love making sure enough. Lying there, on the fluffy rug on his office floor with our arms draped around each other, we spoke intimately. The crazy, rousing haze gradually faded and the shocking reality started to set in with full force.
Holy shit… I just had sex with Elio, I had thought. My heart jumped into my throat and my nerves were instantly coiling.
Elio must have sensed my growing anxiety because I felt his arms tighten around me in assurance.
“Cat, please.” He placed a single kiss to the side of my head. “I don’t want you to rush out of here, freaking out and possibly… regretting that this ever happened.”
I had taken several long, deep breaths and tried to center my focus. I tilted my head upward to get a better look at him. His features were so soft, so handsome in the dimly lit room it made my stomach flutter. My cheeks blushed a deep shade of pink, suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious of our physical situation.
“Believe me, I’ve no intention of running out here… I won’t run the risk of someone else seeing me naked,” I told him jokingly.
Elio’s chest had rumbled with laughter that warmed me to my very core.
We had stayed in that same position for what felt like several hours. Sometime in those moments, we came to the easy agreement that we would keep the relationship secret from our families, at least for the time being.
Between his work and my finishing up classes for the semester, we figured it would be better to keep things strictly between us.
But as the days went on, I found myself needing to talk to someone about it all. My mind was becoming a jumbled mess and with finals coming up, there was no way I was going to be able to focus.
I quickly grabbed my phone and messaged Anna, asking her to come by the house. Within the hour, the two of us were sitting around the kitchen counter with a bottle of wine between us. I had a strong feeling that the moment I’d spill my gut about what happened with Elio, the girl was going to pounce and demand to know every detail imaginable.
“Okay, girl, spill it,” Anna insisted. “Your message was ridiculously ambiguous but has captured my interest, nonetheless.”
I giggled at her dry sarcasm and proceeded to pour us both a glass of wine. After handing her glass over, I took a lengthy sip from my own and allowed the bitter, sweet liquid to coat my mouth.
“Alright, alright,” I hummed. “I won’t leave you in such hair-raising suspense any longer.”
Anna leaned in, practically sitting on the edge of her seat with her glass in hand. I took a deep breath in and let my mouth rattle off.
“Elio and I had sex about two days ago on the floor at his place. We haven’t said much about it since, but we’ve decided to give whatever the hell this thing is between us a go. Oh, and we’re not telling anyone about it as of right now.”
Anna’s bottom lip hung open in wordless shock. Her expression was a mixture of pure astonishment and admirable pride. The corners of her mouth slowly started to curve upward into a dazzling smile.
She squeaked in utter delight, nearly knocking herself off the stool she was sitting on. “Oh, Cat! That’s great! Wait—did you say the floor?”
My eyes widened as the wine in my mouth proceeded to roll down the back of my throat, causing me to lurch forward into a total coughing fit. My chest seized up from the striking burn of the alcohol and the roaring laughter that soon filled my throat.
Together, the two of us fell into a fit of giggles and small spurts of coughing. Once my throat was clear and I wiped the tears from my eyes, I took in a few good breaths.
“Yes, Anna. Elio and I fucked on the rug in his home office,” I stated.
She raised a brow in question. “Well, was there something wrong with the literal furniture in the room?”
I let out another indignant snort and took a long sip from my glass.
“As a matter of fact, yes. The new furniture he has in his office looks and feels like you’re sitting on a literal rock.”
Anna playfully rolled her eyes and chuckled. “Point taken. So, the rug was clearly the only ideal option to take,” she said.
“Obviously,” I added with a smirk.
“Well, in all seriousness… I’m happy for you.”
I bit the inside of my cheek and carefully set my wine glass down on the counter. “Really?”
Anna nodded her head. “Absolutely. Whether you care to agree with this idea or not, you deserve to be happy, Cat,” she told me softly. “I know that you and Elio didn’t particularly get along when you were younger. Based on what you’ve told me, it always seemed that there was some kind of disconnect between you both.”
I let out a sigh. “Yeah, you’re not wrong. Elio has always been a tad bit overbearing. Truthfully, not much of that has really changed,” I mused. “But I think that he’s genuinely trying to not act as controlling as he usually would lately.”
“Do you think that these feelings have been kind of simmering beneath the surface for a while? I know that you haven’t been back home for long, but… is there a possibility that perhaps you two always had a soft spot for one another?”
My eyes narrowed in tremendous doubt.
“Yeah, no. I don’t think so. Elio has always been that constant annoying voice in the back of my head that constantly hounded me to do better. And me? Hell, I’m sure I was nothing more than a gigantic pain in the ass that he felt he needed to watch over.”
I poured us both another glass and took a large gulp.