"You were very vehement when it came to not having sex anymore," Dario said at one point. His chest still rising and falling violently.
My heart had also not yet returned to its normal rhythm, and the pulsating between my legs would not subside.
"Well, I changed my mind. Especially when I saw you screwing that girl."
"Who was no match to you," he murmured, as if this realization would plague and occupy him for longer afterwards.
"Well, I don't know how it is for you, but usually you always have better sex with people you already know." I shrugged my shoulders as much as I could.
A yawn escaped me. I would have loved to pull a blanket up to my chin right now and follow the calm of the moment to fall asleep, and float a little longer on the cloud of sexual fulfillment.
Only I was afraid that would give Dario the wrong impression.
"There are reasons why I never sleep with the same woman twice," he said out of nowhere.
"Mhm." What should I say to that? "And what are those?"
"The dangers that my life brings. Women don't have it easy in our ranks anyway, and as soon as word gets out that one of us de Archard brothers has a woman by his side " Dario cleared his throat. "My brother's wife was brutally murdered a few years ago. He hasn't found happiness since."
I didn't even want to think about how that sounded. In the end, it was none of my business for what reasons he insisted on one-night stands.
"I'm game if you want to do this on a regular basis. I think by now I can't deny that I "
"That you have a certain fondness for my cock? Yes. You can never deny that again." Dario laughed. And I joined in.
13
Dario
TheTychewas a luxurious place but it had one feature that made it special. I rarely shared it with anyone, because it was one of those phenomena that also liked to attract tourists and made sure that places were crowded. From the roof of the club you could see both the sea and the city of Naples– and every morning, a magnificent sunrise stretching across the entire sky. It captured you, as the sun bathed not only the sky in glowing orange and pink but also the entire surrounding area. One thing I disliked was sharing, and yet I made an exception this morning.
The noise and smell of the city was also a nonissue out here and at this time of day the club had long since been swept empty, the parking lot deserted and the employees at home, so that one was neither disturbed nor heard the music in the background. So you could enjoy and absorb the moment without being disturbed.
I enjoyed spending time up here in the silence as much as I did down in the club, surrounded by bass and sweaty bodies.
With the rising of the sun, the unexpected night with Gia was also coming to an end. I had my arms folded in front of my chest as I watched her on the edge of the roof. She had sat there; her legs dangling in the air, and all that kept her from plummeting was the parapet. The thrill attracted her and I could understand that better with every second we spent together.
It was chill, and yet she looked perfectly content in her dress from last night. I remembered well how I had taken it off her in our second round and explored every inch of her body, only to send her into pure ecstasy again. A sight I could well get used to. Not to mention that she looked like a wild goddess when she sat on me and rode me like there was no tomorrow.
"What brought you here last night, Gia?" I asked. I didn't want to believe it had just been about a boisterous night of partying. There were hundreds of nightclubs. Why did she choosethe Tyche,of all places, when she knew it was my establishment?
"I don't know what you expect to hear, Dario."
"I see. You don't tell strangers your little secrets." I pointed out the statement on purpose.
"You had your dick in my ass. I don't think we should call ourselves strangers anymore," she replied, a flirtatious undertone in her voice. I remembered that, too.
"Then why are you avoiding me,micina?"
"Because I can't imagine it matters. This is your shtick, isn't it? Pick up women at the club, screw them, play the nice guy for a bit when you're not busy fucking someone to the brink of death, and as soon as we say goodbye to each other, you forget everything that was said and go find the next woman so it can start all over again. That's about the same way you explained it to me, isn't it? And it's just uncomfortable for you to fuck a woman twice or more. You just don't want to admit it because then you can't pretend this is the first time."
I stared at her in disbelief. What kind of game was she playing? Usually I was the one pulling the strings, but in her case I wasn't so sure anymore. Because everything she was saying, every glimpse I got into her true personality, made me more curious. Pulled me a little closer to her only for her to push me far away again after. Gia was superb at that.
But I would not get involved in this game. I made a noise to let her know how little I thought of her statement. I still wouldn't argue with her about it and force hersecretsout of her she wasn't worth the trouble. At least that's what I told myself.
"Fine. Then you don't want to be taken home?"
"I'll pass," she replied without thanking me for the offer. A few days ago, she had been grateful.