….My arms instinctively went to wrap around his neck and I tugged him even closer than he already was. And he spread my legs wider. His rough hand glided up and down my thigh, pushing up the transparent red baby doll nightdress that barely hid my body from his gaze as he devoured my mouth with his. I could feel the urgency and need in his touch as his already hard d**k pressed against my waiting entrance. The only thing that kept us apart now were the laced panties I had on a pair of black loose fitted sweatpants that hung low around his waist. “Vince…” a soft moan left my lips as I rocked my hips against him, desperately seeking friction. Thankfully I didn’t have to wait long for that to come. Vincenzo pulled back and held my leg up with one hand, while his free hand tugged at the band of my underwear before he began to strip me of the flimsy garment and discarded it somewhere on the bed. A low hum of approval left his lips when his gaze met my exposed p***y. “I’m pleased to see that you want me as much as I want you.” he hummed. “Of course I want you.” I admitted. My own voice heavy with desire as I looked up at him with my hand rested against my chest. I could feel my heart thumping beneath my fingertips. “Oh? And how much do you want me?” he smirked as he draped my left leg over his shoulder. My body shivered and arched with need when his finger brushed over my sensitive entrance. “So bad…” I jerked my hip forward, silently begging him to touch me. “I love watching you wither underneath me, Cara.” his smile turned sadistic as he pressed his thumb over my clit and then he began his slow torture. My fingers dug into the sheets until my knuckles turned white. Then he plunged two fingers into me and I gasped. “You know it’s still early and it’s probably cold outside…” “Y-yeah?” I couldn’t hear anything over the heat raising within me as he plunged his fingers deeper into me. I could already feel myself approaching my peak as he continued his repeated assault. My eyes quite literally rolled back In my head when his fingers curled just enough to hit that sweat spot causing my body to shiver and convulse from pleasure. “Yeah,” Vincenzo growled, low and smug as he watched me unravel beneath him. “Which means I have to keep my wife warm, don’t I?” “Vince…” I whimpered, legs trembling as his fingers twisted inside me again. “Please…” He withdrew them slowly, deliberately, leaving me empty. I opened my mouth to protest, but before I could speak, he was sliding off his sweatpants, eyes dark and focused solely on me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. “You're so perfect like this,” he murmured as he leaned forward, positioning himself between my legs. “You don’t even know what you do to me, Lena.” He didn’t give me time to respond before he pushed into me, burying himself deep in one long, agonizingly slow stroke that left us both gasping. My nails scraped down his back, and he groaned into my neck, the weight of his body pressing me deliciously into the mattress. I clung to him like he was air and I was drowning. “Still want to go sightseeing, dolcezza?” he whispered against my skin, a teasing lilt in his voice as he rocked his hips gently, making my breath hitch. “I… I…” My sentence dissolved into a moan as he began to move in earnest, the slow, powerful grind of his hips sending jolts of pleasure through every inch of me. “Y-you’re not playing fair…” “All’s fair in love and war,” he murmured against my lips before capturing them in another kiss—hot, hungry, claiming. The sounds of our bodies tangled in sheets, skin against skin, filled the room as the sun climbed higher outside, the golden light spilling across our bed like a spotlight from the gods themselves. With each thrust, I felt my body call out to vincenzo as I wrapped my legs around his waist, keeping him locked in place while his d**k throbbed and slid in and out of me. Right now, the only thing I could focus on was him—the way he moved inside me, the way he whispered Italian into my ear like a spell, the way he said my name like it was the only thing he wanted to say for the rest of his life.