Page 46 of Under Her Skin
Hero’s hackles went up, and she did what heasked.
“Now, close thedrapes.”
“Done.”
Arturo gave a little laugh. “Now, come to the adjoining door to Gaudio’sroom.”
She did and as she opened her side of the door, the other door opened, and she burst into laughter as Arturo came through the door, grinning ather.
“Gaudio calledme…”
“How did you get in without being seen?” She threw her arms around him and kissed him until they werebreathless.
“I have a friend with theVigili del Fuoco, the fire service. They let me borrow a uniform, so when they were called to the falsealarm…”
Hero laughed. “You’re a genius. And I just so happen have a fire in me, Signore Fireman, and I need you to put itout.”
Arturo grinned. “God, I missedyou.”
“Yeah, yeah, me, too. Fuck me, Bachi, rightnow.”
Arturo swept her up into his arms and took her to bed. “I like this dress, Hero. I’m just sad he got to see itfirst.”
“Rip it off me,” she ordered. “I can get another red dress just foryou.”
Arturo did as she asked, tearing open the zipper and pulling the fabric off her. She was pulling at his sweater, yanking it over his head, desperate for him to be naked. Soon, their clothes were off, and Hero opened her arms to him. He hitched her legs over his shoulders and buried his tongue deep inside her, making hersqueal.
“You must never spend another night away from me,” he ordered, and shelaughed.
“Keep doing that, and I won’t want to, baby.Oh, God, yes, that’s it, right there…oh…”
He went down on her until she was weeping with ecstasy and then drove his engorged and pulsating cock deep into her cunt, reaming it into submission as Hero writhed and moaned below him. His kisses were almost feral in his hunger forher.
“Hero,” he panted, as they both approached their climax. “Marry me, for real, right now,tonight…”
Hero couldn’t answer right away; her breath was taken away by the force of her orgasm, and she cried his name out again and again. Once they had collapsed back on the bed, she grinned at him. “The answer is yes, by the way, but I think we might have trouble finding someone to marry us at…” She glanced at the clock. “Threea.m.”
“Watch me wake people up.” He reached for the phone, but she stoppedhim.
“Don’t. Tomorrow I’m going to Milan to meet with the consulate advisor. Come with me. We can do itthere.”
Arturo smiled, his delight obvious and real. “We’re gettingmarried.”
“Yes, we are. For real.” She kissed him, then sighed. “I have no right to be this happy when Melly is stillmissing.”
“Hey,” he stroked her face. “You deserve your happiness. Melly would want you to be happy. But we’re not giving up on her, I swear to God. Did you get anything fromGaliano?”
Hero shook her head. “Turo, there’s something quite…pathetic…about him. It’s like he’s trying to prove to himself that he’s better than you. I honestly think he hasn’t got a clue about Melly or the threats against me. He simply hasn’t got the darkness for this. He’s spiteful and petty and an utter douchebag. But I don’t think he’s akiller.”
“I hope you’re right.” Arturo shook his head. “God, that leaves Peter…but I can’t bring myself to ask thequestions.”
Hero thought about it. “What if I ask? Not directly, of course, but…did you tell Peter about ourruse?”
“No, he thinks we’ve broken up,too.”
“Gotcha. Then maybe I should reach out to him as your broken-heartedex.”
Arturo’s mouth set in a line. “Putting yourself in the firing lineagain.”
