“You know I have goals, Sergio. I want to become a professional actress, and I think I could be really good at it. But, at the same time, I want you in my life. We are good together.” Caprice paused, wanting to make certain Sergio heard her words. “We can help each other, Sergio. You have the connections to help my career, and I’ll be here for you, with you, as I know you want me to be.”
Sergio listened to Caprice’s words, mulling them over. He was not going to lose Caprice, he needed her too much to risk it. But, he still had his pride – he was an Italian man, after all.
“Okay, Caprice. I will do what I can to help you with your dreams. I will make a few phone calls, get something going for you. But,” Sergio said sharply, his black eyes staring into Caprice, letting her know he meant business, “you better not make a fool out of me. If you do, you will be sorry. Mi capisci?”
“I understand, Sergio,” Caprice replied, solemnly. “Thank you so much.” Caprice rose from her seat, gave him a long, lingering kiss.
“You’re welcome,” Sergio said, after Caprice returned to her seat. “Now, you will need to pack your bag, mia bella. We are going on trip.” Sergio grinned, enjoying the surprised look on Caprice’s face.
“A trip? But we just returned from Capri?” Caprice was anxious for Sergio to start making some phone calls on her behalf. Another trip was the last thing on Caprice’s mind.
“Yes, a trip. I have business to attend to in London. And I want you to come with me.”
Caprice felt she had no choice but to agree to go with him. Sergio had just said he would support her with her career. She wasn’t going to say the wrong thing, and ruin everything before it even got started.
Caprice smiled sweetly. “Of course I’ll come with you, bell’umo.”
Sergio smiled, took another sip of his wine, satisfied that Caprice agreed to join him in London.
“Excellent. We’ll be leaving in three days,” Sergio said, rising from his chair. He held his hand out. Caprice took Sergio’s hand, rising from her own seat.
“Let’s go for a swim,” Sergio whispered in Caprice’s ear. Before she had a chance to respond, he unzipped her dress, his hands all over her body.
Caprice began unbuttoning his shirt, quickly unzipping his trousers. She was hot and ready, turned on by Sergio’s agreement to help launch her career.
They walked into the water together, hand in hand, both going under at the same time. Sergio hoisted himself up out of the water, sitting on the edge of the pool, his legs spread open, his cock rock hard, throbbing, ready for Caprice. Caprice took her cue, swimming in between Sergio’s legs. She greedily took him in her mouth, closing her eyes while she sucked h
im. Sergio groaned, pushing her head farther down on his cock.
Caprice looked up at Sergio, eyes full of lust and desire. “Fuck me,” she commanded. Sergio lifted himself back down into the warm pool, positioning himself behind Caprice. He filled her up with his massive cock, causing Caprice to moan his name.
“That’s it, Sergio, fuck me. Harder!” Caprice was close, ready for her release.
Sergio fucked her from behind as hard as he could, his fingers digging into Caprice’s ass, water splashing all around them, he, too, ready to climax.
They came together, a chorus of moans and groans, their unbridled lust for each other could be heard all around.
Afterwards, they retired to the master bedroom. Caprice lounged on the massive king-size bed, massaging body lotion into her supple skin, her nightly ritual.
“How long will we be in London?” Caprice asked lightly, trying her best to sound casual. She hoped it would be a very quick trip, with a return to Naples as soon as possible. She wanted to contact Maxie Shepard, a very prominent and well-connected agent who was based in Milan. Maxie handled some of the most well-known Italian actors and actresses, and he was a genius at taking unknowns and turning them into stars. He was also a regular at Bellisimo’s.
“Not long. Couple of days,” Sergio responded. He, too, was eager to get to London and get back. Sergio usually conducted business only in Italy, where he felt most comfortable. He would normally have one of his lawyers handle any business matters on his behalf, especially if it was outside of Italy. But, this was not just any business matter – this was personal. Sergio felt it was a matter of honor and duty to his father which required him to handle it himself. At least Caprice would be there, a nice distraction.
Caprice didn’t ask any further questions. Still, she couldn’t shake off a looming feeling of dread about the upcoming trip to London. She didn’t know why she felt this way. Strange, she thought, frowning.
Caprice pushed all of these thoughts out of her mind, determined to make the best of it. She’d go shopping at Harrods while in London, perhaps a visit to Mayfair as well.
Caprice smiled, the thought of shopping always putting a smile on her face. She would make the most out of it – she always did.
Chapter 27
I sat across from Alex, trying my best to concentrate on his words. He was saying something about the hotel. I nodded my head, said a few “uh-huhs,” while staring at his lips. Those sexy lips. I imagined those lips kissing my entire body, ravaging me.
“Katherine?”
“Yes?” I responded, blinking, jerked out of my fantasy.
“Are you okay?” Alex asked. “You seem like you’ve got something on your mind.”