Page 181 of Mafia Kings: Valentino

Valentino

It was a wildmorning.

Andafternoon.

We would fuck like bunnies for an hour…

Take a rest, sipping on champagne and munching on snacks from the mini bar…

Then go at it again.

Over the course of six hours, I came five times.

Caterina lost count after her 20th… and that was pretty early in the day.

Finally she stopped me.

“I… I can’t anymore,” she gasped. “The muscles in my stomach feel like I’ve done a couple thousand sit-ups.”

“Just from orgasms?”

“Just from orgasms.”

“They oughta have a gym where women can work out like that.”

She laughed. “That would be a gigantic hit.”

To be honest, it was probably for the best that we stopped. It was getting close to the time when Paolo wanted me to finish.

He’d been respectful, so I didn’t want to be a dick just to be a dick.

“I need to go soon,” I said, getting up from the bed.

“No,” Cat pleaded, holding onto my arm with both hands.

“You’ll see me again tomorrow morning.”

“But I want to see you tonight,” she whimpered.

“Tomorrow morning,” I said gently, then hauled her up to a sitting position. “Come on, take a shower with me.”

We went behind the glass partition and I turned on the water.

It was amazing – the rocky wall on two sides, and the single glass pane on the other. The fourth side was completely open, and the water drained into a small trough in the marble floor.

We didn’t say much…

Just kissed each other…

Soaped up each other’s bodies…

Touched each other tenderly…

And washed each other’s hair.

It felt very close… very intimate.

When we were finally done, we toweled each other off.

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