Guapo En Italiano Novels & Stories

The groom’s family erupted cutting me in, voices overlapping in savage Italian and English, “Troia sporca! You dirty slut, spreading like a street dog!” Jasper’s mother spat, face contorted. “Puttana incinta di un bastardo(pregnant whore with a bastard seed! You think you can disgrace us? We’ll cut it out of you ourselves!)” “Figlia di puttana!” another aunt snarled. (Daughter of a bitch! “You’ve soiled our name, you cum-guzzling tramp! Abort it now, or we’ll drag you to the alley and do it with a knife!”

****** TRANSLATIONS: Mio Prezioso: My Precious sono affamato: I am hungry Avrò tutti i gusti di te: I will have all tastes of you Deliziosa: Delicious Ti mangerò finché non mi pregherai di smettere: I'll eat you until you beg me to stop E indovina un po', non mi fermerò nemmeno allora: And guess what, I won't stop then either non ti muovere: Do Not Move

“How would you say, ‘I want you to scream your name as you fuck me’ in Italian?” I took a deep breath. I could feel myself slowly unraveling in this man’s hands. “Voglio…urlare il tuo nome…mentre fai…sesso con me.” My voice was breathy and quiet. His face lacked any expression except the fiery desire in his eyes. “Tell me, Enora. Are you translating ‘fuck’ as ‘sex’?” I nodded slowly. “Why?” His fingers brushed my lower lip again. Another shiver rippled through me.

Fijii laughed. I sip on the wine. My one year exploration has resulted to a great one. "So what's it called then?" "Vino E Rimpianto" Wine and Regret in italian language. While you are sipping on it, I am also asking myself the what ifs and also did you really love me on that months VJ.

It sent a giddy feeling through my tummy, and I basked under his look. “Thank you.” I smiled, averting my gaze, and I twiddled with my thumbs. “È per questo che ti chiamo coniglietto. Tutto ciò che fai è adorabilmente semplice” He muttered with a small smile on his lips. “Ed è così coinvolgente.” (Translation: 'That’s why I call you a bunny. Everything you do is effortless cute.' 'And it’s so addicting') “Great, another Italian I can’t understand.” I glared at him and scrunched my nose. “And let me guess, you’re not going to tell me, right?”

He held out his hand to help me out and I pulled him in instead, "That's payback!" He swam over to me, caging me in with his arms, "Kiss me." It wasn't really a demand, he spoke softly. I leaned in and brought my lips to his in a soft yet sensual kiss. "Gattina... remember at the hotel? I spoke to you in Italian... Penso che mi sto innamorando di te. Do you remember?" "Yes?" "It means-" "Gianni!" We both turned as Luca came running over, "Gianni, you're," he paused to frown at us, "Uh, you're needed in the, uh... that room?"

My brows furrowed when he started laughing like a maniac. I punched his side, causing his laugh to turn into a groan. “Don't you dare laugh at me.” He sat down and leaned his back against the headboard while crossing his arms over his chest. I hate seeing that smirk on his face. “Cara mia means my dear. Madrina means godmother, the wife of a mafia lord.” My eyes widened as I looked away, and shame slapped me in my face. I need to learn Italian from Belinda starting tomorrow. It's the best way to avoid misunderstanding.

Stop crying Mummy] He was shouting now and shaking Alcina like a rag doll, ‘Smetti di piangere, smetti di piangere’ [Stop crying, stop crying] He dribbled and then his eyes darkened, ‘Sei molto carina, Gio ti vuole come mamma‘ [You are very pretty, Gio wants you like he did Mama] His fleshy paw reached for her breast and he squeezed it making her cry out then his hand moved over her belly, ‘Apri le gambe abbastanza dai a Gio la tua figa o ti farà male come mamma [Open your legs pretty give Gio your pussy or he will hurt you like Mama]

Luca asks. “I guess something childish.” She smirks while Vincenzo groans. “Fanculo a tutti voi.” He moans causing Luca and the rest of us to laugh uncontrollably. (Italian Translation: Fuck all of you) *** I wake up from my slumber due to my phone aggressively vibrating underneath my hand. I look around to see everyone sleeping on the couch. Well, except Luca. He managed to fall asleep on the coffee table which I couldn't help but find that adorable.

I couldn't even look at him as I was literally trembling. "Look at me, Impaurito gattino" (Translation - Impaurito - scared Gattino - kitten ) I looked up immediately although I didn't understand what he said at last but I understood the part where he told me to look at him. As I looked at him, I saw a smirk on his face. I already hate it ! He was looking like a devil who would eat me alive in no time. Our faces were quite closer and what he did next made me kill him right now.