“It
would be my pleasure if you allowed me to show you around Milan , Mia
Turner.” His voice dropped deeper.
“I
thought you were working,” Mia replied.
“Yes,
but since I’m the boss, I can take some time. Besides, working hard
should be tempered with play.”
The way he
said it gave her all kinds of ideas. Mia studied this sensually tempting man who seemed to have
captured all of her senses. He was compelling, and his presence was
commanding. She wanted to get to know him better, even if it was a
delicious dream.
“Yes,
Remy Wilde. I’d like to explore Milan with you.” She said it like a
sultry invitation.
Remy’s eyes darkened with a decadent promise she wanted to explore. He
came closer, his movement innately sensual. Her pussy flooded with
moisture. Maybe with him, she could learn many pleasurable ways to
relax.
“Good. We can meet in the lobby tomorrow morning,” Remy said.
Mia
blinked, surprised at his response. Since it was her dream, she
expected him to at least make a move.
“Sounds good. See you in the morning. Until then.” Mia reached for him
and pulled him to her.
His
heated body touched hers, making her shudder. A moan spilled from her
lips. A sensual laugh rumbled from him. Standing on tiptoe, she kissed
him, sliding her hand into his hair. His hands steadied her, curling
around her waist. As her eyes closed, she whimpered at the hunger in
his gaze. She explored his mouth with her tongue. Licking softly along
the roof of his mouth, he hummed as she tangled her tongue with his.
Gently, he suckled her tongue, then took over the kiss. He moved
against her lips as if she were his. She
melted into his body and let him take her. He
nipped her lips gently. At her gasp, he delved deeper with his tongue,
moving with a sensual precision that made her shift restlessly against
him. With a firm stroke, he licked along the side of her tongue, and
then hummed. Her nipples pebbled, while wetness drenched her aching
slit.
A
weakness filled her, making her knees buckle. His arms held her up for
his taking. With another flick of his tongue, he licked along the roof
of her mouth. Fire raced along its path, then
down her throat and straight to her clit. Wild moans bubbled from her.
He swallowed them as he continued to master her with his kiss. Mia
slowly withdrew from him. She kissed him one last time, softly, then
pulled away. Mustering all her strength, she turned and walked to the
door, adding more sway to her walk. A little way from him, she stopped
and glanced over her shoulder. He was watching her ass. Smiling
flirtatiously, she waited until his eyes met hers.
“Have
dinner with me tonight?” she asked.
“Yes,” he replied without hesitation.
“Seven o’clock in the hotel restaurant. I’m sure since you own the
hotel, you can get us a good table,” she said.
She
looked forward and continued across the roof, through the door, and
down the hall. Pressing the button for the elevator, she stepped in
when it arrived. Pushing the button for her floor, she collapsed
against the wall.
“Oh,
my God. He’s real. This isn’t a dream.” She shivered, then grinned,
straightening. “Hell yeah. He’s real, all right, and I am so going to
enjoy relaxing with him. Maybe this vacation was a good idea after
all.” |
