Chapter 20
Paolo kissed his way down Natalie's throat and between her pert breasts. She writhed beneath him as her head rolled from side to side. "You're killing me here, Paolo," she panted.
He chuckled and slid one hand over a breast and squeezed. "That's the idea."
"Oh yes, yes!"
His mouth closed over the other nipple. She ran her hands into his hair to hold him there. After a few moments, he worked his way down her flat abdomen and lower, pushing her legs apart and teasing her with light kisses.
"Hurry, Paolo!"
His head came up, a wicked grin on his face. "Not yet, cara." He kissed and licked his way back up to her mouth. He grabbed her hands and pinned them on either side of her head. Then his mouth crashed down on hers. His tongue plunged in and mated with hers. Natalie's back arched and she wrapped her legs around his waist in an attempt to get closer. Her taut nipples rubbed against his broad chest.
Paolo broke the kiss briefly. Natalie wriggled one hand free, reached down and boldly wrapped it around Paolo's rock-hard penis. He moaned and his eyes closed in a moment of ecstasy.
"Ah, Natalie . . . "
"You like that?"
He was speechless as she massaged him. Then she pushed at his shoulders and forced him to roll onto his back. She straddled him and bestowed hot kisses all over his abdomen and chest. He reached up and palmed her breasts. She threw her head back and sighed.
While he was riveted by her flushed expression, she opened her eyes and smiled.
"Now!"
Again, she grabbed him and began to guide him into her feminine depths. Paolo seized her around the waist, flipped her over, and plunged in all the way as Natalie's eyes widened in surprise.
In and out, in and out, slowly at first, he set the pace. "Paolo. . . oh, Paolo!" Then he increased the speed until she cried out his name. A split-second later, he reached the pinnacle and with one final thrust, collapsed on Natalie.
For several minutes, neither spoke. Their sweat-slicked bodies lay joined amid the tangle of sheets and pillows as they tried to slow their breathing.
Finally, Paolo raised his head and trailed his finger gently over Natalie's face. "Il mio amore," he whispered as he kissed her softly.
Natalie sighed and closed her eyes. Paolo turned her on her side and slid his arms around her. Her last sensation was of her back pressing against Paolo's chest.
Natalie sank into a deep sleep immediately, but Paolo lay awake for some time. He listened to her slow, even breathing and idly caressed her arms. Even after this mind-blowing experience, his brain would not turn off.
All manner of complications would probabloy ensue because of this. His job was important to him, but he had no regrets. Jernigan did not deserve Natalie and now Paolo had claimed her for himself. To hell with complications; he would face whatever happened head-on.
He dropped a kiss on Natalie's shoulder and closed his eyes.
**
Hours later, a faint buzzing sound penetrated Paolo's consciousness. He ease his arms from around Natalie and sat up. She sighed softly and rolled onto her stomach.
Cell phone. Paolo glanced around the dimly-lit room and saw his pants at the foot of the bed. He retrieved the offending device and went into the living room.
"Sabbatini."
He listened for a couple minutes. "You can't be serious." The person on the other end was quite adamant and Paolo had to hold the phone away from his ear.
"Understood," he finally said and closed the phone.
"Is something wrong?" He turned and saw Natalie in the doorway, naked and leaning against the jamb."I heard voices."
He longed to take her back to bed and repeat the magic they had experienced earlier. The complications were here sooner than he'd expected.
"Jernigan escaped."
Natalie gasped in shock. "What? How? He was in shackles!"
"When they let him go to the bathroom, he grabbed the guard's weapon and overpowered him. Then he used him as a human shield and got out. Shot the guy in the leg."
"Oh my God."
"Get dressed. We're outta here."
Paolo kissed his way down Natalie's throat and between her pert breasts. She writhed beneath him as her head rolled from side to side. "You're killing me here, Paolo," she panted.
He chuckled and slid one hand over a breast and squeezed. "That's the idea."
"Oh yes, yes!"
His mouth closed over the other nipple. She ran her hands into his hair to hold him there. After a few moments, he worked his way down her flat abdomen and lower, pushing her legs apart and teasing her with light kisses.
"Hurry, Paolo!"
His head came up, a wicked grin on his face. "Not yet, cara." He kissed and licked his way back up to her mouth. He grabbed her hands and pinned them on either side of her head. Then his mouth crashed down on hers. His tongue plunged in and mated with hers. Natalie's back arched and she wrapped her legs around his waist in an attempt to get closer. Her taut nipples rubbed against his broad chest.
Paolo broke the kiss briefly. Natalie wriggled one hand free, reached down and boldly wrapped it around Paolo's rock-hard penis. He moaned and his eyes closed in a moment of ecstasy.
"Ah, Natalie . . . "
"You like that?"
He was speechless as she massaged him. Then she pushed at his shoulders and forced him to roll onto his back. She straddled him and bestowed hot kisses all over his abdomen and chest. He reached up and palmed her breasts. She threw her head back and sighed.
While he was riveted by her flushed expression, she opened her eyes and smiled.
"Now!"
Again, she grabbed him and began to guide him into her feminine depths. Paolo seized her around the waist, flipped her over, and plunged in all the way as Natalie's eyes widened in surprise.
In and out, in and out, slowly at first, he set the pace. "Paolo. . . oh, Paolo!" Then he increased the speed until she cried out his name. A split-second later, he reached the pinnacle and with one final thrust, collapsed on Natalie.
For several minutes, neither spoke. Their sweat-slicked bodies lay joined amid the tangle of sheets and pillows as they tried to slow their breathing.
Finally, Paolo raised his head and trailed his finger gently over Natalie's face. "Il mio amore," he whispered as he kissed her softly.
Natalie sighed and closed her eyes. Paolo turned her on her side and slid his arms around her. Her last sensation was of her back pressing against Paolo's chest.
Natalie sank into a deep sleep immediately, but Paolo lay awake for some time. He listened to her slow, even breathing and idly caressed her arms. Even after this mind-blowing experience, his brain would not turn off.
All manner of complications would probabloy ensue because of this. His job was important to him, but he had no regrets. Jernigan did not deserve Natalie and now Paolo had claimed her for himself. To hell with complications; he would face whatever happened head-on.
He dropped a kiss on Natalie's shoulder and closed his eyes.
**
Hours later, a faint buzzing sound penetrated Paolo's consciousness. He ease his arms from around Natalie and sat up. She sighed softly and rolled onto her stomach.
Cell phone. Paolo glanced around the dimly-lit room and saw his pants at the foot of the bed. He retrieved the offending device and went into the living room.
"Sabbatini."
He listened for a couple minutes. "You can't be serious." The person on the other end was quite adamant and Paolo had to hold the phone away from his ear.
"Understood," he finally said and closed the phone.
"Is something wrong?" He turned and saw Natalie in the doorway, naked and leaning against the jamb."I heard voices."
He longed to take her back to bed and repeat the magic they had experienced earlier. The complications were here sooner than he'd expected.
"Jernigan escaped."
Natalie gasped in shock. "What? How? He was in shackles!"
"When they let him go to the bathroom, he grabbed the guard's weapon and overpowered him. Then he used him as a human shield and got out. Shot the guy in the leg."
"Oh my God."
"Get dressed. We're outta here."
