He smiled warmly, then cut his eyes to Shaun, who slumbered behind me. “It means safe travels,bellissima.And tell Shaun I give him my best also. He’s welcome back too, eh.” Biagio’s smile turned devilish, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.
“I’m not sure he can hack the pace,” I snickered quietly.
He dropped one last kiss on my cheek. “The pace was perfect.Ciao, bellissima.”
“Ciao, Biagio.”
The soft click of the door closing hung in the air after he saw himself out, and I relaxed back into the pillow with a satisfied sigh. My first time in Italy sure didn’t disappoint. Claire and Ty got married last night and as part of the surprise, Claire flew Ty to Villa Boccacino Romalo, Tuscany, to tie the knot. With the shit he’d put her through, he would have had ten bitch-ass women taking turns at torturing him worse than when he’d been captured while in Ailinia if he’d stood her up or turned her down.
Men.I scoffed. As far as I was concerned, men were only good for one thing and that was to relieve tension via sexual pleasure. Last night was a case in point. It would have been rude to come all the way to Italy without sampling what the beautiful country had on offer—in terms of fine men.
My hum, then sleep-roughened snicker, roused Shaun enough for him to reach for me beneath the sheets. His hand, rough compared to Biagio’s, smoothed its way across my bare stomach and rounded the side of my ribcage.
He pulled me close and tucked me against the length of his body where his warmth immediately heated my skin.
“He’s gone?” Shaun murmured grittily into my hair, then planted a kiss deep within my wayward locks.
“Just left,” I whispered.
Turning within his relaxed arms, I slung a leg over his hip and tucked into his chest.
“Lie still,” he murmured, stroking my hair away from his face where it had snagged in his morning stubble.
“Your chest hair is tickling my nose,” I whispered.
A sleepy rumble reverberated within his chest. He hummed as he ran a hand down my back and gave my ass a good squeeze. “Best fucking thing I’ve squeezed in a long time, Hallie. Last night was insane. I’ve never fucked like that before, let alone that many times in one night. Is that how you usually roll? With two guys?”
I felt his sleepy gaze studying me from above. “Not often two, but you know, when in Rome and all that shit.”
Another throaty chuckle sounded. “Better amend that to when in Tuscany, because it’s gonna take a lot to top that experience.”
“Biagio was an added bonus, huh?”
“Jesus, it feels fucking wrong agreeing with you, but yeah, he was.”
An obvious stirring brushed between my legs and Shaun thrust forward a little. “So good that you know I’m not gonna let you get dressed until we have to, right? To hell with the consequences.”
“The consequences went out the window as soon as you finger fucked me in the corridor knowing Biagio was watching,” I drawled.
Said fingers dipped further between my ass cheeks and slid across my sensitive flesh, satisfyingly tender from having two men take me at once.
“I’mma need you to spread your legs for me, Hells.”
I complied instantly, propping my knees wide and grinning as Shaun slowly rolled onto an elbow. His hungry gaze traveled down my chest and settled on my pussy. He bit down on his lower lip while running a single finger through my slit.
I hissed at the sensation.
“Sore?” he murmured.
“Yeah, but good. Don’t stop.”
Shaun hummed, watching his fingers dip inside me and slowly withdraw. “Wasn’t going to. I’m not going to be able to fly the jet straight knowing what I’ve done to you. You’re fucking dirty, Hells, and there’s no way I won’t be thinking about this each time I look at you from today onward.”
“One man’s dirty is another man’s clean,” I breathed out, beginning to succumb to the pleasure Shaun leisurely coaxed to life.
“You were licking ass while being fucked in yours. That’s no man’s clean, Hallie.”
I threw my head back and laughed, feeling his own laughter-filled breath tickle across my bare breasts.