The Italian

My back arches off the bed, and I open my mouth and cup his balls.

He slides in deep, and with one deep suck, I feel his hot seed roll down my throat.

He tips his head back and moans. He’s so fucking hot, I can’t stand it.

His lip curls, his eyes darken, and I know for certain that only the very tip of his arousal has been tamed.

I’m going to get it tonight, and I’m going to get it good.

He continues to slowly pump me, and I smile around him. “What now?” I whisper.

He bends and takes my face in his hands, dragging me closer to his.

“You’ve been a very bad girl and you need to be punished.” He bites my bottom lip and stretches it out.

“Yes,” I whimper.

He picks me up and throws me onto my hands and knees. He slaps me hard on the ass. “Prepare to be fucked… hard.”

I laugh out loud.

I love this man.

Enrico

Olivia slowly climbs out of bed.

“Where are you going?” I ask, my eyes flickering to the clock. It’s 2:44 a.m.

“I’m just getting a drink. Be back soon.”

“Do you want me to get it?”

“No, I’m already up. Go back to sleep.” She walks away, and I lie for a moment before I get up and go to the bathroom.

The moon is shining through the side of the curtain. I go over to readjust it, and I look out over the ocean. It’s a full moon tonight, and the blazing white light dances off the water.

It’s breathtaking.

I stare at it for a while, and then I see something moving in the back corner of the yard.

I look down and see Maverick the property dog. He’s lying in a funny position on the grass. I stare at him and as my eyes adjust to the moonlight. I can see that he’s covered in blood. I think he’s been shot.

Fuck.

They’ve found us.

34

Enrico

Adrenaline surges through my body. I rush to my bedside drawers to put a pair of jeans on. I take out two guns, and I tuck one in the back of my waistband.

I walk over to the bedroom door and listen. I can’t hear Olivia. She should be coming back up the stairs by now. I hold the gun in front of me and make my way up the hall before I tiptoe down the stairs.

The lights are off. It’s completely dark.

I know for a fact that Olivia would have turned them on. She hates the dark.