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‘Would you have phoned if you’d had my number?’ she prompted in a reckless rush

‘I don’t know,’ Vito responded quietly ‘Certainly I would’ve been te that tempts me’

His honesty cut through her Even if he had found the note, he wouldn’t have phoned her, she decided painfully He would have written off their night of passion as a once-in-a-lifetime experience and left it behind That hurt, but there was nothing she could do about it She wanted to knoho else had since shared his bed but it wasn’t a question to be asked on their wedding night even though her heart cried out for reassurance It would be an unfair question when he had not owed her loyalty Of course there had been other women in the months they had been apart That was yet another pain she had to bear

‘I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want you,’ Vito told her thickly

He flung a handful of condoms down by the bed and stripped naked without inhibition while she watched

Pink washed Holly’s face because he was fully aroused and ready

‘I couldn’t get enough of you that night and that unnerved me,’ he framed abruptly ‘You were a very unexpected discovery’

He reached for her again, deftly ski his hips ahen she tried to touch hier afterover the full curves of her breasts, lingering over her pink pointed nipples to tug and tease until little sounds she couldn’t silence broke from between her lips

Vito flung back the sheet and settled her beneath hilorious swell of her breasts

‘Months of abstinence?’ Holly encouraged helplessly, her breath tripping in her throat as he sucked on a protruding bud while long, skilled fingers stroked her thigh

‘I’m not an easy lay,’ he told her ‘I’m very, very fussy’

‘Nothing wrong with that,’ Holly fraly centred between her thighs where she was scarily desperate for him to touch her

And then he did and she gasped and her eyes closed and the fire at the heart of her grew hotter still, hips shifting up and fro and thruh every skin cell Vito shifted down the bed and parted her thighs He knew exactly what he was doing She had discovered that the night Angelo was conceived

He teased her with the tip of his tongue, slow and then quicker until she could no longer stay silent and whier stroked through her wet folds and she quivered, every nerve ending juher

At the height of her climax she cried out his name, lost in the convulsive spasms of erotic pleasure She was so lost in that pleasure that she struggled to remember what day it was and even where she was Her lashes flickered when she heard him tear open a condom As he returned to her she wrapped both arms round him possessively, her body temporarily sated