*Olivia*
I stirred into consciousness as a bright light passed over my closed eyelids. I groaned at the sudden intrusion, turning on my side and away from the offending light.
I was dazed for a minute as my brain powered up and mories ca flooding back–Dahlia going missing, Giovani leaving and then coming back... the terrible nightmare that had awoken , and how I’d gone to Giovani, the way I’d broken down on him, and he had held all night until my eyes had closed, and I’d drifted off to sleep.
I sat up in bed in a hurry, my legs twisted up in the blanket as I blinked away the sleep around my eyes. The sun was shining brightly through the window, the curtains pulled away to let it in.
The room was the sa as last night, except for the missing owner of the room.
My eyes trailed to the right of , and I reached out for where I thought Giovani had been. It was still slightly warm, indicating he hadn’t been gone for long.
Where had he gone, though?
I frowned, my eyes gazing around the room. They landed on the digital clock on the nightstand, and my eyes widened in surprise.
It was already past noon. I must’ve slept for a while. It shouldn’t have been much of a surprise considering everything that had happened last night.
I brushed my hand down my face, feeling crusty from the dried tear marks I hadn’t cleaned up. Sha rushed through as I realized how stupid I had been acting.
My tears were never going to bring Dahlia back, and I’d only inconvenienced Giovani further when he was doing everything in his power to find her. I’d acted like a child.
I grimaced at the thought.
But even despite how I acted, he had been so kind and loving toward . He never raised his voice at or left alone.
He was too kind to , sotis more than I could bear. I sighed, pondering if I was ready to get up yet, when I heard the faint sound of water, like rain but deeply muffled.
My eyes traveled to the bathroom door, and I grinned as I realized where Giovani was. I peeled away the blankets from around and shivered as I stepped onto the cold hardwood floors.
I headed straight for the bathroom, tip-toeing across the floor as I gently opened the door. I was glad it was unlocked.
I blushed as soon as I entered. There was a walk-in shower with a simple blurred screen. It did nothing to hide Giovani’s massive, muscular figure behind it as he moved under the water.
The screen barely hid anything, and my eyes traveled automatically to his lower regions, but to my dismay, the steam was filling the room quickly. With the glass fogged up, it was impossible for to sneak a glance like I wanted to.
I stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind . His back was turned to , and I took the chance to shed my hoodie and underwear, throwing them onto the floor.
Once I was naked, I headed straight for the shower. I slid the screen open, smooth as butter with no noise to give away. The heat of the shower hit my body, and goosebumps erupted along my skin.
It felt good as I stepped inside and shut the door behind . Giovani had grabbed the soap, and was rubbing it along his chest, facing toward the shower and away from .
I smiled as I stepped up to him and ran my fingers along his back.
Putting the soap down, he turned around in a hurry, surprise in his eyes as they landed on .
“Decided to join , did you?”
He chuckled, amused as I stepped into his space and under the fall of water. The hot water felt good, almost too hot, which was just the way I liked it.
“Can’t I?” I asked innocently, tilting my head.
“Of course,” he purred, a grin curling around his lips. “I’d never say no.”
“Can you hand the soap?” I asked.
Giovani didn’t even look away from as he reached back and grabbed the bar of soap in one hand. He held it out, and I plucked it from him gently.
I rubbed it through my palms a few tis, letting the water drip over it. The bubbles of the soap foad up, and I gently set my palms on his chest.
He watched with lidded, patient eyes as I rubbed the soap along his chest. The water fell softly around us like rain as the soap was washed away with my every stroke. I didn’t leave a single part of his body untouched as I thoroughly washed him.
His skin was smooth under my fingers, and I glided down to his abs, feeling every muscle twitch as I moved in round circles.
It was calming in a way, therapeutic, as I continued the motions around his sides and waist, and then back up to his arms. He held his arm out for , letting do whatever I wanted as he watched.
When I finally felt content, I sent him an expectant look, and he chuckled, turning his back to . I continued my washing, feeling every inch of him relax from my touch.
I breathed out. Even after all the things we had done together, this felt more intimate than any of that–just breathing in the sll of soap, the gentle water raining down on us.
This was a little world for only the two of us, just and him, and all of our worries poured off it and went down the drain with the dirt and gri.
When I finally finished, I humd in contentnt, and he spun around, his eyes soft when he looked at .
“Did you have fun?” he asked with a lift to his lips.
I nodded, feeling dazed at how content I felt right now, like I was sleepy, but not in a tired way.
“ too?” My words slightly slurred as I felt almost drunk, and I held out the soap to him.
“Of course, carino,” He chuckled, “It would be my pleasure.”
I humd as his large hands wrapped around my waist, slowly and thodically rubbing circles into my skin just as I had done to him. He brushed under my breasts and then over them, giving each one proper attention.
I shut my eyes, leaning my head sleepily against his chest as his hands traveled down the back of my spine. He rubbed all along my body, and I blinked blearily as he stepped back and kneeled onto the floor of the shower.
There was a very thodical look on his face, determined, as he ran down my legs and then my inner thighs. He gently tapped my legs, and I got the hint imdiately as I moved them apart.
He gazed up at as he ran his soaped-up hands along my privates, and I shuddered at his touch. He moved past my pulsing pussy, though, even cleaning the bottoms of my feet.
Once he was absolutely satisfied, he got to his feet and gently flipped the water off.
Going from the hot water to the abrupt halt was startingly, and I shivered from the sudden change in temperature.
“Co on, sleepy kitty,” he chuckled, holding my cheeks in his hands as he pulled my gaze up to et him.
I blinked slowly, still a bit dazed.
He kissed my lips, quick and innocent. We were still dripping with water, soaked in the hot water, and even after he pulled away from , intent on heading out, my body only wanted more.
I grabbed his arm and stood on the very tip of my toes to press my mouth against his. I licked his lips, begging for him to return my kiss, and he did so, happily.
What was at first innocent soon developed into a burning heat. I breathed out, the steam wrapping around us as I dove into his mouth hungrily.
For just this mont, I wanted to forget everything else. It was just and him.
Giovani walked backward into the wall and lifted my leg over his waist as he kissed slowly, taking his sweet ti even as I tried to entice him in my hunger.
I growled, frustrated at his slow pace.
He chuckled as he asked, “Impatient?” between kisses.
“I want you,” I said hurriedly, “so hurry up.”
Giovani grinned, pulling back from our kiss, and I felt his enormous cock as he lined himself up at my entrance, just barely brushing against my sweet spot.
“As my principessa commands,” he purred against my ear and then thrust up against .
I gasped loudly, my nails digging into the skin of his shoulders as I hung on desperately for my life.
He didn’t penetrate , but my cunt continued to rub against his length as he gripped my ass in his hands forcefully. I threw my head back against the wall, my body aching for him to be inside of .
But the orgasm built quickly, and I ca just like that, breathing heavily.
Giovani laughed as I fell bonelessly into his arms, and he fully lifted , letting cling to his front. I could still feel his cock pressing against with every movent, and I groaned.
We were moving quickly, and Giovani grabbed a condom from his nightstand before settling into bed. He sat on top of him, and I watched as he reached between our naked bodies to grasp his dick.
He pulled the condom on and then smirked at . I reached for his arm, but he only brushed away, shaking his head.
I frowned at him, desperate at this point, but he grinned.
“If you want it, take it,” he said, gesturing between us.
Challenged, I firmly glared at him and then stradled him. I lowered myself onto his shaft, gasping out as he finally penetrated . Giovani only threw his arms behind his head, watching as I fully swallowed his cock.
I breathed out, the position unfamiliar to . He was deep like always, and I shifted my hips a few tis, squeezing down on him.
He groaned, shutting his eyes, and I laughed before lifting my hips and thrusting back down. We both gasped at the feeling, the tightness, as I did it again.
My thrusts were sloppy and uneven, but Giovani only watched , the heat growing as I took him for myself.
I whined, not feeling enough contact to truly get off, and I sent him a helpless look. That was the last straw, and his eyes darkened.
His arms snapped around my waist, pulling down harshly, and I scread as he hit my deep. He thrust in ti with , punishing and harsh.
Giovani had no rcy as he fucked like a monster. I threw my head back as he hit every spot I needed him to.
Soon, I was panting and writhing on him, gasping as he pounded upward into . But soon I was coming, and Giovani groaned, following soon behind .
I breathed heavily, and Giovani rolled onto the side, his dick sliding out of with a pop. Our eyes connected, and the rush of endorphins surged through my brain.
But as happy as I was, the guilt still lingered.
“Olivia?” Giovani brushed a tear away from my cheek with a look of concern. “Did I do sothing wrong?”
“No, no,” I sniffled, moving closer to him. “I just feel bad that I’m free to do this with you while Dahlia is still being held captive.”
Giovani sighed and nodded. “I understand, but Dahlia wouldn’t want you to be ha–”
He didn’t get to finish as there was a loud knock on the door.
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