He picked up her hand and pressed it to his own chest, where his heart punched against her palm.“You felt it on the backseat of my limo, when you fell apart and simply exploded in my mouth. So, why is this coming as a surprise for you? How could you not understand it’s the same for me, Norah?” Emotion pressed at the backs of her eyes and thickened her throat. He watched her struggle to swallow and cupped his hand under her jaw, palm against her neck, thumb caressing the hollow below her ear.“Tell me you don’t want this and I’ll back off right now,” he whispered. Leone’s mouth was so close that Norah could feel his warm breath against her lips, against her cheek.“Tell me you don’t think about us going a second round… or a third…” He rested his forehead against Norah’s. “Piccola, your eyes are saying yes…” Leone traced her bottom lip with his finger, then nipped at it with his lips.“Your hands are saying yes.” He covered

Hey, Y'all!!!! THANK YOU, guys, so much for all the attention, love, and support you're giving to this story. After a short break (after the elevator scene, my brain stopped functioning well - damn you, Leone Gritti!) I've started working on the following 4 chapters (there will be a lot of sex... hot sex!!!!). I'll update the story once I finish the editing. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE BE PATIENT WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!! In a way, I'm pushing myself with this story, especially with the sex scenes. They are bolder and wilder, so I'm learning as I go. Sometimes the scene comes fast, sometimes, not so much. But I promise you I'm writing them as quickly and as accurately as I possibly can. I'll update as soon as possible!!!!!! Baci & Abbracci, Emma.

Leone could follow what was going on by sound alone. The little rip of the gown’s zipper going down, the silky sound of the soft fabric sliding off. She carefully folded it and placed it next to her.“Panties…” The word came out through what felt like a boulder in his throat.“Leo…”“Piccola… You said whatever my heart desires…” Norah sighed and instants after, Leone heard an even more delightful sound. The small thud of her heels coming off. She lifted slowly and he saw a scrap of white lace flowing down her body. ‘Oh, yes… Almost there…’ Leone felt a drop of sweat falling down his temple and plopping onto his white shirt. Thank God for the air conditioning. The thought of having Norah naked in his car was making him sweat profusely.“Take off the bodice.”“Okay.” He heard her swallow. Norah was trembling but she was also excited. He could smell it. Over the leather of the seats and Norah’s perfume, was the scent of her arou

Her dark hair was spilled across the pillow and her hand was resting on her chest. She was so beautiful, made for him only… It had been two weeks and, if anything, the chemistry between them kept getting stronger and stronger. He never considered himself a weak or needy man. He had no addictions… until Norah… She was a different story. If he was in her presence, Leone craved to touch her. If he touched her, he yearned to have wild sex with her. His life was arranged around this hunger. Leone slipped from the bed and made his way to the shower, mentally and emotionally preparing himself for his day. But once again, thoughts of her, of them crept into his head. Norah was changing him. Or perhaps that was the wrong word. It wasn't a change, so much as a revelation. She had made him realize why so much of his soul had seemed empty for so long. He hadn't even realized what he was missing, what he was searching for, until he saw her in tha

Once she got totally naked, Leone came even closer and pinched her nipple. Pleasure raced through her like a lovely shock.“Have you ever come just from this?” he asked her, gravel in his tone again. “Just from having your nipples played with?”“No… never…” God, she could barely breathe already. Just to have him ask her this!“Let’s give it a try… Spread your sweet thighs for me.” All she could do was groan as he placed himself between her legs so he could use both hands. His naked thighs were strong, muscular, and between them, his cock was a rigid shaft of gorgeous golden flesh. She liked his cock, it was magnificent but she was too distracted by his hands on her breasts. He was caressing the flesh: the undersides, the rise at the tops of her breasts, tracing the outline. Still, he was keeping away from the nipples. They ached with the need to be touched, licked, bitten, sucked, pulled hard… But Leone kept feathering his fingertips e