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Soon, that familiar pressure started building in me as I gasped out his name, and he broke away before his tongue entered me fully. It swirled around in hard circles, and I could hear him lapping up the liquid pouring out.
My whole body was on fire as I mouthed his name into my arm, rocking back and forth for any bit more I could get of him. Soon, one finger entered me, fitting in right next to his tongue, and I moaned, my core stretching to accommodate.
He pulled back, breathing hard, and I could feel his eyes on me, watching intently as he pumped his finger in and out so slowly. I raised my hips a bit, chasing after that pleasure as I rocked into the friction.
“Gio, please,” I begged, wanting more.
He laughed, and I could hear the pleasure he had from watching me beg him for this, but I was past caring about dignity or who was in control. All I wanted was that release.
Just as my hands snuck back, intent on finishing it myself, Gio lightly pushed them away with an “Oh no. This is all mine, carina.”
“Then fuck me like you mean it,” I snapped, impatiently.
“Such a demanding principessa,” he said lowly. “As you command, amore.”
He thrust three of his fingers straight into me, and I screamed as he set a brutal and fast pace. It was almost too much, and he pumped his fingers faster than I ever could, leaning over me as he placed kisses on the curve of my waist.
There was no way I could’ve lasted long.
“Gio,” I breathed out and then, I came. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as my toes curled and every part of my body trembled.
What was probably only a few seconds seemed to last much longer in my head, and all of me felt so sensitive. Gio rode it out with me, slowing the pace of his fingers until we were both gasping. I rolled over onto my back, still out of breath.
Sneakily, I slid my fingers down his abs, gently pulling at his waist, but he pulled away with a stern look.
“What?” I pouted. “I just wanted to repay the favor.”
“Not tonight, carina.” He smiled, so soft and loving as he kissed my forehead. “But I’ll take a raincheck on that.”
“Fine then,” I giggled. The covers had gotten lost somewhere near my feet, but Gio was quick to grab them and tuck me back in.
I giggled softly, shifting under the burrito he’d wrapped me in to pull my arms out. I threw the blanket over itself, creating a little pocket for him to tuck under right next to me.
He smiled, eyes shining brightly with love as he slipped in next to me. The bed rocked as he moved, and I waited for him to get comfortable before I slithered into his chest, wrapping my arms around his torso.
He hummed, the little sound rumbling in his throat as he tucked my head under his chin and held me back.
“Sorry for leaving without saying anything earlier,” he murmured to me.
“It’s okay,” I reassured him, then asked, a bit hesitant, “Do you have to leave in the morning again?”
His arms tightened around me, and I heard him swallow.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he said, but it was more like a statement than an answer. It took a moment for me to realize that he meant it as one.
“Good,” I sighed, snuggling into him as I tucked my warm feet against his bare, cold legs. He held me tight, and after a while, he began running his fingers through my hair, slowly at first and then with purpose.
I wasn’t sure what he was doing, but it felt good to have his fingers intertwined in my hair, rubbing against my scalp. My eyes closed softly without warning as I relaxed into his chest, feeling safe for the first time in weeks.
*Olivia*
I woke up with a cramp in my neck from sleeping on top of Giovani all night. I turned it slowly from side to side to work it out. Once I was loosened up, I pulled myself off him, and he groaned, “Oh thank goodness you’re getting up. My arm is asleep.”
“You could have woken me!” I shoved my arm against his as he rubbed it dramatically.
“No, I love to watch you sleep. You look so sweet when you’re sleeping.”
“Well, that just sounds creepy. But I love you, so I’ll let you get away with it,” I teased and turned from him so I could get out of bed.
Before I could get up, he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me back for a long kiss. He moved his hands up from my waist to my hair and let his fingers tangle up in it while he caressed my mouth with his.
“I thought your arm fell asleep,” I pulled myself away long enough to say.
“Kisses make everything better,” he murmured before grabbing at me again.
I laughed and let him tangle me back up in the sheets and wrap his arms tightly around me. He was always a little more playful in the morning. I got the feeling that this was a side of Gio that others never got to see, which made it all the more precious to me. The morning light shining in through our window lit up his face and highlighted the golden undertones in his skin. I was struck by how beautiful his face was, especially basked in the morning light. As an art lover, I appreciated art in all forms, and Givoani’s face was exceptionally lovely to me.
I kissed him everywhere that the sun touched, hoping that the memory of my kisses would stay with him throughout the day. I hated how often this playful side of him got beaten down with worries throughout the day until he looked like he was carrying the weight of the world by dinnertime.
Once I was satisfied that every inch of his face had been kissed, I got up.
“I am starving. What do you think is for breakfast today?” I asked as I got up and wrapped my dressing gown over my pajamas. I was looking forward to having a lazy day and had no intentions of getting dressed any time soon. If I was lucky, I could convince Gio to come back up to the room with me after breakfast.
“I’m sure something delicious,” Gio came up behind me and kissed my neck, “but not as delicious as you.”
An incredible shiver of desire made its way from his mouth on my neck down to my stomach. I leaned into his kiss, loving the way his lips felt against the sensitive skin just below my earlobe. He wrapped his hands possessively around me and I melted against him as a new hunger awakened inside me.
“Hmm, maybe breakfast can wait,” I muttered and turned around to face him, pressing my body tightly against his.
He laughed, sending pleasant vibrations through the parts of me that were touching him.
“Not so fast, my love. I know how you are, there’s no way I’m letting you skip breakfast after you just told me you were starving. Don’t worry, I fully plan on bringing you back up here afterward. I don’t have too much on my plate today.” His words sent a thrill through me. I loved it when he didn’t have to rush off to work, especially when he was feeling frisky.
He reached down and squeezed my ass just enough to make me jump, then spun me around toward the door. We walked to breakfast hand in hand, his promise to bring me back to the bedroom the only thing on my mind.
Tallon and Dahlia were already at the table by the time we got there, but they hadn’t started eating yet. It looked like the cooks were in the middle of whipping up a full English breakfast. I still wasn’t so sure about eating baked beans for breakfast, but it was one of Giovani’s favorites.
We sat down next to each other, Gio keeping his hand in mine under the table. Dahlia made eye contact and raised her eyebrows at me. I rolled mine back at her. I don’t know when she developed such a dirty mind, but she loved to tease me. I was just happy that we could be honest with her about our relationship. No matter how long we were together, I would never take that for granted, not after we’d had to do so much sneaking around before.
“Giovani, have you heard anything else from Gabriele?” Dahlia asked.
My mood immediately darkened, and I could see from the way Gio suddenly sat up a bit straighter. That playful Giovani was gone for the day. He was going to go back to carrying far too much stress again. I felt a bit annoyed at Dahlia for bringing it up, but I also understood why she wanted to know. If I was being honest, I also wanted to know.
Gio squeezed my hand gently, then let go, preparing to tell us whatever new information he had. But before he could say a word, Tallon jumped up and yelled, “I have a proclamation!”
“What the fuck, Tallon?” Dahlia asked, rubbing her ear. “You damn near blew out my ear drum.”
“Sorry,” he said, not looking sorry at all. “but I have planned a day trip for us all! I know that everyone could use a day of relaxation, so I wanted to do something special. And our car is going to be on its way to get us in about half an hour, so everyone needs to eat fast and get dressed!”
“Dressed in what?” Dahlia pressed. “You have to give us some kind of hint.”
“No! It’s a surprise! But you don’t need to wear anything fancy.”
I made eye contact with Gio, excitement making my heart flutter. “Are you coming too?”
