HE WAS SCRUMPTIOUS!
Valenna was particular with oral hygiene. This guy visited the dentist a lot and she was so glad. Bonus points for him. She could kiss him forever!
Her arms looped around his neck as she returned his kisses with fervor, her own tongue rising to spar with his.
He groaned, slanting his mouth and deepened the kiss, aggressive now.
There was a badasstic party going on inside her mouth and his tongue was the special guest. He could kiss! Better than Kerion! Thank God! She needed to erase Kerion’s kisses from her memory.
Bracketing her hips with his hands, he lifted her from the chair to straddle him. He guided her to grind against his lap.
Oh my god!
Hot. She felt so hot she might combust any moment! Okay, so this was dry-humping. All her exes wanted this in lieu of intercourse. But she never gave in. She never felt the strongest urge to dry-hump any of them.
But this was good. This man knew the right moves. And she wanted to move, move, move!
Unable to help herself, she rode his lap, rotating her hips, trying to relieve the throbbing in her core. He gripped her bottom cheeks and thrust up between her legs.
She could feel him at the juncture of her thighs, that part of him poking at her. Hard. Very hard. And she was throbbing down there, as fast as her heartbeat, aching, her kitty having this swollen sensation. It was uncomfortable, yet she loved the feeling.
He pulled back his lips from hers.
“Dio, piccola!” He expelled a harsh breath.
She blinked, disoriented, lost in the fog of passion. “What...? What’s wrong?”
He was breathing hard and then he grinned. “If we carry on with this, I might pop you in a few minutes, with both our clothes on. This is hardly the right time.”
She flushed in embarrassment.
“I want your first time to be memorable and pleasurable for you.”
By this time, her confidence was back in full force. She was enjoying this immensely. Every fiber in her body knew it was going to be great between them.
She was so hot. And wet! Soaked. Despite not having experienced orgasm before, she knew it was a prelude to a mind-blowing one. She couldn’t wait to experience that. With this man.
“Thank you. I want you to have a good time, too. Will you teach me how to make you feel good, too? I’d really want you to get your 50 million dollars’ worth.”
Frosh, was that really her talking?
He smiled and touched her lips gently with his thumb. “We’ll teach each other, piccola. Tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow,” she whispered.
He gently helped her on her feet as he stood up from the floor.
“You should rest now.”
She nodded.
They walked hand in hand back to the living room.
“What time do we see each other tomorrow?” he asked.
“Probably midnight.”
“Won’t you be too tired?”
“After a show, my adrenaline’s up till the wee hours. Like now.”
He smiled. “Then we have something in common.”
They reached the door.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, cara mia.”
He kissed her lips again, a quick one, and opened the door.
Baba and Nusha were there, laughing with another man. The trio shut up when they saw them at the door.
Giane clapped Baba’s shoulder. “You take care of your treasure, as she’s mine, too, now.”
Giane winked atValenna and turned around. “Let’s go, Titus.”
Nusha exchanged a long look with Titus. “Goodnight, Ty.”
Titus grinned and gave them a collective salute as he followed Giane down the hallway.
Nusha was giving her a knowing look. “Don’t say anything,” Valenna snapped at her and went back to her bedroom and locked the door.
She jumped on the bed, put a pillow on her face and screamed. She rolled on the sheets like a feline, kicking her legs in the air, giggling like a teenager.
“Giane.”
His name melted like syrup on her lips. She would gladly, willingly take him as her first lover.
Even for free!
Giane could scarcely walk straight.
He practically ran to the elevator, afraid he might intercept some hotel guests in the hallway with a tent in his pants big enough to house ten dicks.
He kept his back to Titus in the elevator. Not even a minute and he was back in his suite.
“Night, Titus,” he said and slammed the door on his bodyguard’s face. Titus shared a two-bedroom villa with Damon one floor down.
He sighed deeply and went straight to the shower else he’d be tempted to relieve himself via his hands. Not the way he wanted to end the night.
This erection must die. He didn’t want to come tonight. He would wait tomorrow night and he would have it inside Valenna Jone’s virgin pussy.
Stripping his clothes off, he stepped into the shower cubicle and turned the tap to full blast. Cold water cascaded over him, drenching his entire body in seconds. Merda, he felt so hot he could almost see steam rising from his skin.
He looked down, fascinated by this particular erection of his. His cock was so hard, standing almost parallel to his belly. It really hurt. He’d definitely have blue balls if he didn’t kill this.
It took a while for the cool water to neutralize his body temperature. His lust dissipated and his pole finally bowed down. He stayed in the shower for a good thirty minutes.
He dried himself up, went straight to the bar and poured himself a glass of full-bodied wine, a product of his vineyard in Tuscany. He always brought a few bottles with him in his travels. Wine always made him sleepy. He needed to sleep right away or he’d start thinking of her sweet lips again and how he’d go about popping her cherry and he’d get hard again and...
He was getting hard again.
He shook his head in disbelief. What kind of spell did that woman cast on him that she could arouse him so easily? He drank straight from the bottle. No, he won’t jack off.
Sleep. He needed to sleep.
Fortunately, when he was halfway with the bottle, his eyes started to droop.
He hit the sack. Sighing deeply, he closed his eyes.
Valenna, you’re mine.
Tomorrow…
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