Page 125 of Giovanni

I had read stories about men who became so enraptured with the loves of their lives, never thinking for one instant that I would find myself in the arms of such a man.

He moved his hands toward my body and placed my hands in the water. He washed under my arms and my shoulders before moving to my chest. He put more soap in his hands and leaned me back once more. His hands expertly glided over my breasts, under and around them then, he circled my nipples. Using the cup, he rinsed the soapy areas of my skin then told me to lean forward so that he could wash my back. He took his time and kneaded my muscles using the slick soap as a gliding agent.

I moaned, enjoying myself in the arms of the man I loved.

I didn’t know how long I stayed there in the warm water with Gio washing and exploring my body. All I knew was that I felt like I was in heaven. I’d never been so relaxed before in my life.

I never wanted this to end, but like all good things, I sighed when I felt Giovanni chuckle. “Come onmia Amore. Time to get out.”

“Do we have to?”

“Yes, I have the whole day planned for you.”

“Is there more massaging?”

He kissed my temple and whispered, “Most definitely.”

Sitting up, I stayed in the water as he got out and dried himself off. When he was done, he wrapped a clean towel around him, grabbed another and stood before me. “Come on,Tesoro. Let me dry you off.”

For the rest of the day, Giovanni catered to my every need. I wanted for nothing. I really love this side of him. Being on the island, just the two of us, was magical.

Sitting on the sand with his arms wrapped around me, I sighed.

“What is it,Tesoro?”

“I don’t want to leave.”

“We can stay as long as you like.”

“I know. It’s just peaceful here. There are no worries, no phone calls, no interruptions. It’s just us and the island. Gio?”

“Hmm.”

“I want to get married here,” I whispered as I watched the setting sun. I smiled when his arms tightened around me, and when he whispered in my ear, “Your wish is my command,” I knew as long as I was in his arms, I would be safe and loved…forever because I finally found my home.

In was in his arms where I belong.

THE END


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