Page 103 of La Dolce Vita

Mirabella smiled. "Come home to Virginia with me, Gio. No more delaying this trip. Let me show you who I was before we met. Where I come from. The kids need to meet my family, too."

He helped her pull her sundress over her head. "What about the doctor? And the nightmares? I know you still suffer from the nightmares. Just yesterday you saw Kei in the bathroom."

Mirabella reached behind her and unlatched her half bra. She covered her breasts with her hands and sat in nothing but her panties. "Let me meet the doctor and then we decide on my therapy. Have her come here to the vineyard and meet us both."

"I don't want her here."

"Why not? If I see a therapist, you are inviting her into our lives. Let's do it together. Decide together. Bring her here, okay?"

“Take off your panties,” he said.

She faked shock at his request. Inviting strangers into their lives was risky. However, that argument was for another time. Right now he wanted his wife.

“Hai un guanto,” she said.

“What did you say?”

“Hai un guanto,”She crossed her arms and gave him a look of defiance.

“You’re asking me if I have apreservativo?” he chuckled.

“Yes. Do you have a condom? Aren’t we waiting on making a baby? This looks like some baby making stuff out here to me.”

"Come here!" he grabbed her, and she screamed. She fell back on the pillows and laughed as he grabbed her foot and tickled the bottom of her feet. Laughter exploded from her. She kicked and twisted and fought to get free.

"No! No! No! Please, Gio! No!"

He had a good grip on her foot so she couldn’t escape.

"You've got secrets,Bella?" he asked.

"No, no, no secrets,” she laughed and cried. She flopped around trying to get free.

“You sure? You keeping secrets from me in America?”

“Nooooo! Gio, stop!” she screamed.

He let her foot go. She rolled over to her tummy and continued to giggle and kick her feet. He smacked her ass. The upside down heart shaped swell of her butt cheeks that dropped out of her panties jiggled. He loved the svelte curve of hips. He loved fucking her from behind. Giovanni removed his belt. And then pushed down his pants. He was going to be in her within seconds, and he wasn’t going to wear a fucking condom.

“That wasn’t fair!” she said. She wiped her tears and looked back at her.

"You think I don't know you?" he asked and reached for her panties. He must have been rough because the elastic waist snapped back and she howled.

"I think there is more to learn," she said and rubbed the sting. She whirled around and sat up. She took her panties off for him.

"Maybe," he said and crawled over her. He dragged his nose from her ear across her cheek, and inhaled her. He could care less about mistakes she made before him. She was absolved of all of them when she became his wife. He knew his woman. He knew the deepest and the best part of her. He knew all he needed to know. The horses stirred. He straightened and pushed up with his hands to look over the top of the wagon at the animals.

"Something wrong?" she asked with a quiver of fear in her voice.

"Don't move," he said. He hated to leave her. The moment he pulled away she reached for her panties and her dress. "Don't move!"

The fear in her eyes remained, but she nodded and relaxed against the pillows. He took another look at her body and smiled. He had to hurry. Giovanni backed off the wagon and walked around to his horses naked. His dick was erect and pointed. He didn’t care. However, the animals seemed a bit uneasy over his naked appearance. It felt tribal. He imagined it must have been the way his ancestors would appear in the middle of the night from their caves while their mate waited for them inside. He took the horses’ reins and walked them over to the dead tree. They were trained farm horses that were used to staying put. But the air didn't smell right. A storm moved in. It could spook the animals. Giovanni tied the leather strap to the dead tree and checked to make sure the animals were secure. Off in the distance the lights of a farm truck flashed and then switched off. It was a signal that the area was secure.

“Gio? What’s wrong?”

“Niente è sbagliato--nothing is wrong,” he said to her. No one would get within two miles of him and his Bella for the night. They were in Ndrangheta territory, and he had to always be on his guard. Finished with his tasks he approached the wagon. He climbed on and crawled toward her.

"Everything okay?" she asked again.

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