As far as phallic symbols go, the Campanile is pretty much on the nose. It’s a towering brick shaft standing tall over Saint Mark’s Square. On our way up, Nicole and I practically race each other to the top.

I let her overtake me on the stairs and slyly watch her ass wiggle in her dress as we climb higher and higher. By the time we reach the top, the sight of her from below has led to my own tower standing erect in my pants, again.

“Whew,” Nicole says at the top of the stairs. “I’m dizzy.”

Breathing hard, she steadies herself with a hand against my chest, and I place my hand on her hip.

“Those legs of yours are a killer,” I say. “Pretty to look at, and amazingly fast when you’re being chased.”

She lets her laugh ring out loud, and the sound is like bright bells to my ears.

“What are you going to do,” she teases, “now that you’ve got me?”

I grab her by the hand and pull her to the open part of the loggia.

“Dante!” she exclaims.

We’re standing more than three hundred feet above the square, looking down at the busy crowds below. The height and the open air give me a head rush, and I know she feels the same mixture of fright and excitement.

I hold her from behind to comfort her, forgetting about my erection. Too late, though, because she’s noticed what’s poking her in the back and begins grinding her ass into my crotch.

“Mhm, someone’s excited!” she says in a hushed voice. “And so soon again.”

With my palms cupping her breasts, I can feel her heart beating rapidly in her chest. She reaches up behind her, runs her hand through my hair, and feels my fast pulse at my neck.

We stand like this for a moment, stunned by the view, so close and intimate all by ourselves in the gallery.

Our heartbeats are in exact sync, and our passion explodes. I spin her around so we’re facing each other, and instantly, we’re all over each other’s mouths.

“Oh, Dante,” she moans huskily. “Let’s make love again, let’s do it right here!”

Her hard nipples are poking through her dress.

“Nicole,” I breathe hotly. “I want you.”

There’s a flapping of wings above us, and Nicole gasps in surprise. A flock of pigeons is taking flight from under the roof of the gallery.

“You want to fly as well?” I ask.

She nods heavily. “Make me.”

With my next kiss, I push her against the balustrade. I hitch up her dress and slide down her panties. As my hand explores between her legs, I find she’s still very wet.

I rub her clit in slow circles before putting a finger inside of her.

She sighs with lust and softly bites my ear while I move my finger inside of her. She wraps one leg tightly around me, and I grab her ass, half lifting her up as she clings to me.

I tilt my head back to take in her face. Eyes closed, she’s given herself over completely to enjoying the pleasure. She brings up her arms to run her hands through her hair during orgasm, her mouth a perfectly round O, which I seal with kisses to contain her moaning.

She looks at me with a new fire in her eyes, ready for more. I’m about to lower myself to please her with my mouth and tongue, but she stops me.

She pushes me back hard with both hands, away from the railing.

“My turn,” she says with determination.

My back is to the wall now. With quick movements, she opens my belt, jerks down my pants, and frees my rock-hard cock.

All the while she’s looking me straight in the eye with a mischievous sparkle. It’s a completely new side to Nicole that I very much enjoy. The fresh air is tingling as she’s slowly stroking my cock in her hands.

“Nicole,” I say. “You don’t have to...”

“I want to,” she says and slaps my thigh.

She cups my balls and goes down on her knees.

Who am I to stop her?

She wants to begin with everything, kissing the tip of my cock, sliding her tongue up and down my shaft, stroking me with one or two hands while also playing with my balls.

It’s clear she hasn’t done this before, and she’s a little overwhelmed by the size of my dick. But I grow more excited by the second and enjoy her performance. I urge her on by holding her hair back behind her head.

She keeps looking up at me with her beautiful eyes wide open.

She quickly finds her way and rhythm and takes me into her mouth. The ring of her lips is pressed tightly around my cock, and she goes down further and further. She works wonders with her tongue and takes me in deeper and deeper, all the way to the back of her throat.

Her saliva is running down my shaft, and she rubs it all over my balls.

The cold, stone wall pressed against my bare butt, her hot breath all over my crotch, and her wet mouth sliding up and down my cock send waves of excitement walling up in me.

It’s nearly too much for me to take, and I abruptly pull her to her feet.

“What? Aren’t you enjoying it?”

“Nicole,” I kiss her hot, wet mouth. “I need to feel you right now.”

I pop her tits out of her dress. She pushes my faces down against her chest, and I lustily tongue her nipples.

“I want you inside of me!”

It’s my turn to press her back against the wall. I lift her up with my hands on her butt. She wraps both legs around me, and I slowly lower her on my cock.

“Oh, Dante,” her voice comes huskily in my ear. “It’s so big!”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, yes, don’t stop!”

She arches her back away from the wall to press her tits against me. I slide the whole length of my dick in and out of her wet pussy. Soon, she starts moving with me, going faster and faster until it’s a race all over again.

Same as before, she overtakes me, and the sight of it is a thrilling turn-on for me.

Her face is flushed and red hot. Her hair is a mane she tosses back and forth as her eyelids flutter.

“Right there, right there!”

Her tight pussy contracts around my cock, and I can feel the convulsions of her whole body, spreading out from her belly in her climax. She digs her nails sharply into my butt and moans with pleasure. We kiss hard and rough, trying to subdue each other’s tongue.

She releases the lock of her legs around my hip, and I slowly put her down. We’re both panting.

Nicole is definitely transformed. She’s long since abandoned her former shell and dropped all her defenses. I desire her more than ever.

“Nicole,” I stammer. “This is incredible, I’ve never…you make me…”

She turns around and bends down at the waist with her palms pressed flat against the wall.

She looks over her shoulder and tosses her hair to the side.

“Dante,” she says, “we’ve made love. Now it’s time to fuck.”

I stand behind her, stroking my cock. I tease her with my tip, rubbing it over the warm wetness of her pussy.

“Yeah, put it in,” she begs me.

I rhythmically drum my shaft against her pussy until she begins trembling with anticipation, spreading her legs wide. I bounce my dick on her tight ass and slap her with it, but I myself can’t take any more teasing. I ram my cock deep inside of her.

“Oh my god, yes! Just like that!”

I grab her by the hips, pulling her ass towards me. I’m not holding back now, I pound her so that her butt cheeks are smacking loudly against me. She pushes back against the wall to back up on my cock, driving it deep and deeper inside of her.

“Fuck me, Dante, fuck me hard!”

Her juice is running down her legs in streams. I rear my head back, sucking in the fresh air. It feels as if my heart is about to burst from my chest, my cock is throbbing with every heartbeat, and still, I drive it into her.

There’s a rumbling deep in the belfry. The five bells of the Campanile begin to toll, and the deafening sound is shaking both our bodies. I see Nicole open her mouth, but I can’t hear her over the wall of sound.

The whole top of the tower trembles. The rocking and tolling drives us both over the edge and carries us to climax and sweet release at the same time.

As the bells go on droning, her screaming orgasm rings out over the city.

Fuck yeah, let the whole world know: I fucking love this woman.