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When I say that, his fingers replace his tongue as he moved his mouth up to my clitoris, hardening the tip and using it to stimulate the already excited bundle of nerve endings.
Undulating against his mouth, ecstasy spirals tighter and tighter inside me. Rio reaches up with his free hand and pinched first my right nipple and then my left. Then he goes back to the right one and rolls that hard little bud between his thumb and forefinger, proving there is a direct line between my nipples and the aching depths between my legs.
My climax crashes over me without warning. My body arches up like a bow, my womb clenches and my inner walls contract around his fingers.
He surges up over me, reaching for something.
A foil packet tears.
A condom.
I hope it's extra-large, or that puppy isn't going to last through what's coming.
He rolls it down his engorged sex and it fits, surprising me a little. He's very turned on.
Not allowing my body to settle back to anything like normal after my orgasm, he thrusts inside me, filling me as I have never been filled before.
Unbelievably, that feeling of impeding orgasm coils tight inside me once again as he pistons in and out of me, a litany of praise dropping from his lips to shower over me, giving me nearly as much pleasure as his sex joined to mine.
It's an age old rhythm, but it feels so new. I've never known anything so incredible, never felt so completely connected to another human being.
"Rio!" I can't hold his name inside. "Please, don't stop..."
"Not stopping," he growls. "We were made for this, Tanzi."
"Yes." I believe he means it. I know I do.
This is too special for just sex, too intense to be taken for granted. This is not a last hurrah; it is a glimmer of what I've always craved.
A window into what my parents have, full of profound potential and possibilities.
With a deep, animalistic shout, he comes first, but his thumb pressed against my clitoris pulls me right over with him and my cry joins his.
We make love until the sunlight turns to shadows and then he takes me into the shower and makes love to me again.
Afterward, we manage to wash each other without succumbing to another bout of lovemaking only because my stomach growls and he insists we get dinner.
He makes a call and food that smells like it comes from a Michelin starred restaurant gets delivered. We devour it before devouring each other. Again.
We touch and sleep and touch some more, pushing our bodies to exhaustion, but unable to hold back from the pleasure that exploded between us with the slightest caress.
CHAPTER 5: Tanzi
Just a Spring Break Fling?
The first text comes an hour after I return to my tour group. It's a picture of a conference room filled with men and women I've never seen before. Then a message.
RIO:Miss you.
I send a picture of the interior of our tour bus. It's not nearly as swank and there's not a tailored suit in sight. We're students, after all. Even if some of our parents employ enough people to populate a small country.
TANZI:Me too.
We text each other at least a dozen times a day. Sometimes a dozen times in an hour. He calls at least once a day, but sometimes twice.
He surprises me at the ferry terminal in Civitavecchia and insists on driving me to Rome. This time we don't have chaperones in the car.
That's when I learn he travelsa lotfor his job.
