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“I love you so much,” I responded, nuzzling my face once more against her neck.
At Il Tridente, I had rented out the entire restaurant so that we would get the royal treatment and total privacy. We sat at a table near the edge of the roof that had the perfect view of the sparkling city as well as the moonlit ocean. Natalia kept staring out at all of it, but I couldn’t stop staring at her.
“I never thought this would be my life,” she sighed as we dug into our first course. “I still keep pinching myself, thinking it’s going to turn out that I’m back at my mom’s and this has all been an elaborate dream.”
“You deserve this and so much more. I feel so lucky that I get to be the one to give it to you,” I said fiercely.
I hated the way her family had convinced her that she wasn’t worth a life like this. I knew she still had a few deep-rooted insecurities left over from them.
“I’m just glad you found me… or I guess I technically found you,” she said with a laugh.
I laughed too, then held up my glass. “To the most beautiful spy whom I’ve ever met. Thank God they sent you and not your uncle.”
She threw her head back and gave a deep belly laugh, the kind that she so rarely let out. It made me so proud to make her laugh like that. Natalia had always been a person who guarded her heart. That she had let me in would never cease to amaze me.
She raised her glass and added, “To the most forgiving person who has ever been spied upon.”
I smiled as we clinked our glasses, and we both took a sip. I wasn’t sure if I was the most forgiving person, or if I just knew that she hadn’t truly done anything that needed my forgiveness.
“No matter what fate throws at us next, I’m sure that we can overcome it. I will always know how lucky I am to have a woman like you at my side,” I told her.
I knew it was true. She was the strongest person I knew, and thanks to her, I could handle anything.
“Thank you, I hope I can be the woman you think that I am,” she said quietly.
I reached out and took her hand in mine. “I know you are.”
*Natalia*
“As you can see, the owner was heavily influenced by classic Italian art.” Our tour guide pointed at one of the busts in the Villa San Michele.
I was grateful for the other people on the tour, who seemed far more interested in what we were doing than I was.
It was an absolutely gorgeous museum, but this tour alone had lasted over an hour, and it was our third one of the day. I was beginning to suspect that Tallon had jam-packed our day just in case our trip was cut short again.
I loved seeing so much of the Isle of Capri, but I found myself continuously ignoring the beautiful views in favor of staring at my husband. We had ended the night before with a sweet round of lovemaking, but it hadn’t even begun to satiate my hunger for him.
Tallon felt my gaze and turned to make eye contact, smiling at me absently and reaching out to entangle his fingers with mine. He turned back to the tour guide but pulled my hand up to his mouth for a gentle kiss.
Fuck, that shouldn’t have turned me on nearly as much as it did. The press of his mouth on my skin gave me a flashback to the other places his mouth had been and sent a little shiver of desire straight to my heart.
He moved as if he was going to drop my hand, but I clung to him and stepped closer so that our sides were pressed together. I couldn’t get nearly enough contact.
“Please follow me as we head toward the private garden, one of Italy’s most beautiful private parks,” the tour guide said.
We exited the villa through a gigantic archway and found ourselves in paradise. I gasped in awe at the stone pathway surrounded by lush plants that led all around the villa. It was like a fairy book page come to life with the way the plants grew over an intricate pagoda that had been built over the pathway. Everywhere I looked was filled with green.
Tallon tugged at my hand gently to pull me away from our tour group. We walked in silence for a few moments, taking in the peace and tranquility of the garden. In spite of all the tourists, there was a hush that had fallen over everyone who walked through the pathway, as though the garden was far too beautiful for pointless chatter.
“I’m so happy you brought me here,” I whispered, reluctant to break the silence.
“I’m so happy to be here with you,” Tallon whispered back before quickly pulling me into a hidden corner, blocked on three sides by pillars and hidden from view of anyone walking the path.
He pushed me against the pillar and crowded over me, his hands firmly planted on my waist. I tilted my chin up as he leaned down and caught my mouth in a kiss that was almost harsh with passion.
He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and bit me slightly, pulling a gasp out of me as he licked at the small hurt and immediately bit again. He kept one hand on my waist but moved the other to cup the back of my neck, ensuring that I wouldn’t pull away until he was ready for me to… not that I had any desire to end this. It was exactly what I had been desperate to do with him all day.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he growled low in his throat, quietly enough that anyone walking by on the pathway wouldn’t be able to hear him.
“I’m yours,” I moaned into his mouth as he moved his hand from my waist to my breast and teased at my nipple with his thumb.
He pulled away for a moment and let go of my neck so that he could tuck his thumb under my chin, ensuring that I wouldn’t look away.
“Bringing you here… it reminds me of the last time,” he murmured, “when you weren’t really mine, not yet.”
I gazed into his eyes, trying to read him. I could see there was real tension there and hurt. My heart dropped as I saw how desperately he needed me to reassure him that what we had was real and destined to last.
“Tallon, I am yours until the end of time. Nobody comes between you and me, not ever,” I said firmly, reaching up to cup his cheeks in my hands.
He turned his face to kiss my palm, then leaned down for a sweeter kiss than before. The passion was still there, but the slightly desperate feeling had subsided. We kissed lazily for a few more moments, but jumped awkwardly apart as we heard someone walk by too close for comfort.
“I want to go back to the villa now,” I whispered.
He smiled at me knowingly and nodded. We managed to make it to the car before we started kissing again, and by the time we got back to the villa, I was practically panting, I was so desperate for him.
The second the door was shut, Tallon picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took the both of us to the bedroom, our mouths locked the entire time.
“I have no idea what you have planned for the rest of the day, but you need to cancel it,” I demanded as he sat me down on the bed.
He chuckled at my tone. “Don’t worry, nobody will care if we miss it.”
He stared down at me on the bed as he tugged his tie free and threw it on the floor. He didn’t break his gaze even as he unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows. I bit my lip as I stared up at him, desperate for whatever was going to happen next.
“Do you want to show me who you belong to right now?” he asked softly, his voice unbearably sexy.
“Yes,” I sighed, just waiting to submit myself to him. It was rare that he let this possessive, domineering side of himself out to play, but I loved it every single time. I felt that it was a sign of immense trust between the two of us that he was willing to show me a side of him that few people ever got to see.
“Take your panties off, but keep the dress on,” he commanded.
I rushed to obey him, standing up to quickly shimmy out of my underwear and letting it drop to my feet before quickly sitting back down on the bed. My dress was a soft, silky material that felt deliciously sensual against my skin. I hadn’t worn a bra with it, and I could see Tallon’s gaze move quickly down to my nipples as they hardened against the silvery fabric.
He dropped to his knees in front of me and leaned forward to place his mouth on my nipple over my dress. I gasped at the sudden sensation as he gently bit down just enough to send a shot of pleasure right to my core.
He pulled away and moved to my other breast, giving it the same treatment. The wet spot he’d left on my dress quickly chilled in the air, leaving a reminder of where his mouth had been. He stood back up so that he could look down at his handiwork, visibly pleased at the way the wetness from his mouth had given the dress a more translucent quality so that my nipples were nearly visible but still just hidden enough to tease.
He reached up and unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way. My eyes followed his strong hands as they worked to reveal his chiseled chest and abs. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it into the corner before turning back to me.
I could practically feel my mouth watering at the sight of him. I let out a small whine from the back of my throat, something between a whimper and moan as I was overwhelmed with the desire to put my mouth on him.
“What do you want, sweetheart?” he asked. “You know you can ask me for anything.” There was a wonderfully wicked gleam in his eye as he looked down at me, waiting for whatever dirty thing would come out of my mouth.
“I want to taste you,” I admitted, biting my lip as I looked up at him.
“Fuck, I love it when you say that,” he groaned. “But I don’t think I’m going to let you have me just yet. You’re going to have to earn it.”
