Page 28 of Giovanni
“That was incredible.”
My hands loosen as she pushes onto her hands and then upright onto her knees with a groan, not from pleasure but from achiness. They sound familiar to me with all my training clients. The action forces me out of her glorious body, and I deposit a kiss on her shoulder before catching her at the waist.
“You’re incredible.”
Our lips connect in the sweetest of kisses before her hand attempts to tame her unruly curls.
“Get comfortable, and I’ll get you a warm towel.”
I want to take care of her, to make her feel as comfortable and pampered as possible. Not waiting for a reply, I quickly click on the ceiling fan to cool down the room, then head into the bathroom. Grabbing a hand towel and tossing it into the sink to heat under the hot water, I take a moment to look at myself in the mirror. The reflection staring back at me is one of a man on the brink of something new and exciting, and I couldn’t be happier about it.
As I head back to her, I’m filled with anticipation. Tonight has been about more than just physical attraction. It’s been about connection, understanding, and acceptance. All things I want far more of with her. I return to see her nestled under the covers, her wild hair spread across my pillows, looking adorable if it weren’t for the memory of what I just did to her sexy body. I gently lift the covers off her and lay the hot towel over her swollen lips. She sighs and closes her eyes briefly, a smile tugging at her lips.
“You’re so sexy.”
My cock attempts to rise but fails with how hard I come. It will only be a matter of minutes before I’m ready and hoping she wants another round, with her riding me this time.
I collapse on the bed beside her, forgoing the covers and relishing the swirl of the ceiling fan against my hot skin. Her eyes open from the movement, the towel remains where I put it, and a smile glides upon my face. If Kacie only knew the lengths I’d go to have her fully responsive and available to me, she might run right out that door. Then again, maybe I’m just what she needs to relieve the stress from her demanding career, both physically and mentally.
“Come here.”
I slide my arm under her pillow to gather her toward me. She uses the towel for a quick clean-up and looks unsure what to do with it. I toss it on the floor without hesitation while she rolls on her side to snuggle against me. Her thigh rests against mine as our legs intertwine, and I stroke the goose-bumped flesh with my palm.
“If you’re cold, then we can cover up.”
My offer goes unanswered when she adjusts her head on my chest to gaze up at me.
“I’m not cold.”
Her lips pucker for a chasten kiss, which I grant a couple of times before we both resume our positions.
“I’ll say this, Giovanni. I’m thoroughly conquered.”
I bark out a laugh, one that has me gazing from her to the ceiling and back as the soft music lost during sex now fills the room. Her smile is bright like her wit, and I couldn’t be prouder that I shot my shot. When I offer her my fist to bump, she laughs and hits it with her.
“I’ll conquer you every day if you’ll let me. Just walk over from your office, and I’ll be here waiting,” I offer, and then Iknow I made a mistake when she frowns. “Sorry, I just meant that?—”
“No, don’t apologize. I don’t want to think about work tomorrow. Not yet.” Her finger traces my abdominal muscles, the touch almost ticklish with how light it is. “I want to stay in the cocoon that is this place.”
As we lay there, basking in the aftermath of our passionate encounter, I can’t help but feel lucky that she wants to stay in the sanctuary that I created for myself. That statement speaks to the safety she feels with me, and I know she won’t race out of here now if I show her more of what I want with her.
“Just to clarify, I wasn’t too hard or rough with you. The whole conquering thing and all?”
Her fingertips stop when she turns to me, her eyes filled with a new contentment.
“That was the best part.”
“How so?”
She lifts off my chest, inching closer to me.
“I want to ensure you see us as equals, which I think you do.”
“Of course I do. If anything, you’re better than me. . .” I stop when she pats my chest with a deep frown.
“Not better, Giovanni. Equal. It’s important that you view us as being on the same level.”
She licks her lips, a hint of worry in her expression, until I run a soothing hand down her back and squeeze her ass. That playful action chases away that face when she smiles.
