Page 79 of Third Degree

“Do you… regret it?” I asked, hesitating. I knew what I wanted the answer to be, but I also knew she was important to me. I wanted to make sure she was in the right headspace.

“Never.” She gave me a soft smile. “I’m beyond happy, Elio.” She rolled over, and I leaned in to grab her waist in my hands.

“Can we have one more night here before we have to return to the real world?” she asked, stuffing her face with a butter croissant.

“We can do whatever you want,” I responded, giving her a peck.

I was glad that she hadn’t moved to her room once we got up.

“Can I take you to dinner, though?” I grabbed her hand, and she blushed and quickly nodded in agreement.

“I didn’t bring any nice outfits.” She looked down, frowning, and then I grabbed my phone, quickly calling my assistant to get someone to send us some dresses in a size small up to our room.

Gianna quirked a brow in amusement.

“I forget how important you are sometimes.” She laughed and then proceeded to get up.

I grabbed her arms to hold her down. “Where are you going?”

“Just to have a quick shower,” she replied, and then I laughed.

“I’m coming with you.”

She nodded, and we both walked into the massively large bathroom. The shower was so huge that you could probably fit ten people in there. There was a bamboo bench on one side and white tile everywhere else.

I turned the shower on as Gianna finished brushing her teeth and then pulled my t-shirt over her head.

“I missed you,” I whispered as I leaned down and took her hard nipple into my mouth, rolling my tongue around the bud. She gasped immediately.

“You just had me last night.” She moaned as I did the same to the other one.

“That was far too long to be away from your body.” I started to pull her into me, and my hands began tracing her curves.

As the water kept splashing between us, I tried concentrating on memorizing every dip and curve of her body. It was something I needed to commit to memory.

Within a second, I could feel her wet hands grip the back of my neck as she brought me down into a fevered kiss. There was nothing calm about this. We were two people desperate to re-create what last night had given us. Needy for that moment.

Her nails dug into the nape of my neck, eliciting a brief yelp before a primal hunger took hold of me.

With a darkened gaze, I effortlessly lifted her up, our mouths locked in a feverish kiss. Our tongues and teeth danced in a tantalizing union, fueled by a desperate longing that pulsed through every fiber of my being.

Setting her down, I reluctantly broke away, momentarily captivated by the innocent, doe-eyed look she bestowed upon me. The intensity of my desire surged, wanting to feel her tight pussy around my cock.

I dropped down onto the bench, and she was immediately standing between my legs.

“Please don’t make me beg to feel you inside me.” She stood there with her hands on my thighs, dangerously close to me and her mouth against mine.

“Beg,” I demanded of her, and a glint of neediness rose in her amber-filled orbs.

“Please, Daddy. Show me what your big cock can teach me.” For effect, she licked her lips and then tugged on her bottom lip slightly.

“Fuck,” I growled. Not being able to control anything I did at this point, I grabbed her wrists and held them over her head with one hand. With my other, I grabbed her waist and brought her down onto me slowly. She winced in pain.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“I want to feel all of you,” she begged again, and I let her drop down farther onto my cock as she let out a cry of pleasure.

I grabbed the hands I was holding above her head and guided them so that she was holding the back of my neck. For a moment, the only thing that was moving was the water dripping from the showerhead.

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