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“Oh? And how do you know Shannon?” I asked, playing into this game of ours. I wasn’t about to have it start up again, but I liked teasing Gianni about it.
“My friend Jonathan told me about her.”
“Told you what?”
“Everything,”he said, pronouncing each syllable separately. “She’s one confident lady, and he’s devastated that their relationship ended. If someone like her ever came into my life, I’d fight with everything in me to convince her that he’d fallen in love with her and was so sorry about what happened. It was all his fault.”
“Well, Shannon told me that she wants him to know that she’s forgiven him, and that part of it was her own fault. She doesn’t want to go back to the way things were, but she’s willing to start over… if you’ll have me, Gianni.”
My eyes watered as I spoke. It was then that I realized just how much I cared about him and didn’t want our relationship to end, after all.
“Starting over sounds perfect… but can we fast forward from the kissing stage?”
“Yes, please,” she said. In the next moment, not only were we kissing across the small table, but we were looking for the waiter to pay our bill and get the hell out of there.
BY THE TIME we arrived in our room, I was so hot for him, and my heart pounded so fast and so hard, I felt certain it would jump out of my chest. We’d played at this sex game and had done so many naughty things over the phone, that a big part of me was scared I wouldn’t live up to our sexting sessions.
“Nice room,” I said, trying my best to act cool and calm as I placed our dinner on the antique dresser and looked around.
A massive antique canopy bed, dressed in billows of white and steel gray dominated the room. A deep-red sofa ran against a wall with white beadboard on the bottom, and sky-blue walls encircled us. A big white club chair sat next to the sofa, and several colorful cloth ottomans were scattered around the seating area. A small gray round table and two chairs had been placed in front of the bank of windows, and an extra-large bouquet of fresh mixed flowers adorned the table. There was also a whole host of New Year’s Eve swag, including hats, crowns, a bag of golden confetti, horns, and of course, a bottle of frosty Prosecco with two wine glasses, all sitting on that small table. I didn’t know if Gianni had arranged this, or the inn had provided it. Either way, I made the right decision to spend the night. I could only imagine the cost of all this, and the time it took to plan. Standing him up would’ve been a terrible move on my part.
“I’m glad you like it,” Gianni said, slowly walking towards me. He’d carried his overnight bag in and had placed it just inside the door. I didn’t have one since I wasn’t going to stay. Still, I’d stuffed a few things into my large tote bag, including extra panties, leggings, an oversized tee, and a few other essentials, just in case.
“I love it. Thank you for all of this,” I told him, trying my best to restrain myself. I didn’t want to seem too eager or too desperate. After all, this was new to both of us, and we should probably take it slow.
He shrugged out of his suitcoat. He hadn’t been wearing a tie, so already he looked more comfortable. The baby blue of his shirt brought out his dark-blue eyes, making them look almost black.
Who the hell was I kidding? I’d never wanted to go home tonight, but I couldn’t admit that… even to myself. Now that I was here, in this room, I could admit it. Heaven help me, but I wanted to jump his bones. I didn’t want a preamble… I just wanted sex, down and dirty sex that would cause me to cry afterwards from the power of it. That had never ever happened to me, and I had a strong feeling it could happen with Gianni.
“Should we open the first bottle now or wait until midnight?” he asked, holding it up. There were also chocolate-covered strawberries and a few other goodies I couldn’t make out from where I stood near the sofa.
“The first bottle?”
“I ordered two. The other one is in the mini fridge, hidden behind a fake bank of drawers on the dresser.”
“In that case, why wait?” I asked, then I sat on the sofa and tried my best to compose my thoughts and my needs. That inner Shannon was in full bloom and despite wanting to stifle her, she’d already been released, and there was nothing I could do about it!
The cork popped out. “Bravo! Happy New Year!”
“We still have about another hour.”
“How about we get a head start? So, what are your resolutions?” I asked, knowing one big one… his new restaurant.
He came over and handed me a filled glass and a monster chocolate-covered strawberry wrapped in a napkin. Then he leaned over and kissed me, and my entire body sighed.
“Happy New Year, Dani,” he whispered, staring into my eyes, a grin pulling on his lips, those beautiful lips that had pressed against mine, sending ribbons of pulsating heat dancing over all the naked parts of my body.
“Happy New Year, Gianni,” I told him, craving to kiss him again, harder this time. I wanted to feel his arms around me, my breasts crushed against his strong chest, my legs wrapped around his waist. I wanted to feel his hard cock tucked inside his pants, aching to be free.
Instead, I took a bite of the strawberry and savored the rich flavors of the dark chocolate as it mingled with the tart sweetness of the strawberry.
“Umm, wow, these are delicious,” I told him, as he sat at the other end of the sofa.
“I’m glad you like them. I’m thinking of offering them in my restaurant as a dessert.”
“Your restaurant… that sounds so damn good.”
“What are we doing?” he asked after a moment.
