Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
I’m looking forward to our mothers meeting each other tomorrow. I think they’ll get along well.
As for the townspeople, Giovanni was right. We got a few raised eyebrows early on, but the restaurant didn’t suffer. If anything, it’s busier than ever.
Like most nights, the dining room and terrace – even now that the restaurant has been expanded – are both packed, and Elenora has come with her family, which is even better. They live close enough to visit several times a year.
We spend most of our evenings here, sometimes helping out, other times just enjoying the delicious food and the company of the restaurant’s guests. The evening speeds by in a perfect blend of laughter, song, and conversation. Sometimes, when I remember how shy I used to be, it feels like another lifetime.
Despite the late hour when we get home, Fiero says he has an idea that he wants to get down, and he disappears into his studio. Matteo heads into the home office, saying he needs to do a quick check of his work email.
Giovanni, on the other hand, picks me up, throws me over his shoulder, and starts upstairs, somehow slipping off both my skirt and panties as he goes. He playfully sinks his teeth into my bare bottom before tossing me onto our giant bed, and climbing on after me.
“I had dinner at the restaurant, but I didn’t have time for dessert.” He licks a path up my inner thigh, making me squirm and squeal. “I need something sweet, dolcezza. Sweet and juicy, like a peach.” He spreads my legs apart, pushes his hands under my thighs to grab my ass cheeks in both hands, and buries his face in my pussy.
I continue to squirm, his licks almost tickling at first, but soon I’m sighing with contentment and then moaning with pleasure, as his tongue delights my clit, circling around it, flicking over it, and eventually sucking it between his lips.
“Oh, Gio! Oh, god, just like that!” My hips thrash, I grab a handful of blanket and a handful of his shirt, and I cry out as I start to come.
He licks faster, faster, and then gives my clit a little nibble, and I’m giddy with ecstasy, losing my mind as he takes me higher and higher.
Hands quickly unbutton my blouse and tug the cups of my bra down, and a mouth covers my breast, teeth grazing my nipple. Matteo has joined us. His mouth, combined with the fingers Giovanni has pushed into me, keep me going and going, and I come again, and again.
When I’m on the verge of losing my mind from an overload of intense sensation, I cry out for mercy. “Please stop. I can’t take any more.” My breath is ragged, my heart is pounding, and my pussy is nearly numb from being lavished with so much attention.
“You need a rest?” Giovanni rakes his fingers over my thigh.
“Only part of me needs a rest,” I say, panting. “My hands and mouth are fine.” I grin at them, and that’s all it takes for them to start taking off their pants.
When they’re naked, the men stand beside the bed, their cocks hard and proud, so mouth-wateringly inviting. I wrap my hand around one and my mouth around the other, and alternate, back and forth, until I get them both off, taking them each in my mouth as they come.
The three of us curl together on the bed and rest for a while, until Fiero comes up to join us. It’s hard to believe I was ever a loser at love, when now, every day, it’s like I won the lottery.
When Matteo and Giovanni rouse, and we all start the dance again, I’m so thankful that I found the courage to let go of an old dream to embrace a new and better one. My heart is full, and I know that I’m right where I belong.