34: Bad transaction

Pov: Bianca

When I roused awake, it felt like deja vu all over again. I was alone in a bed, an unfamiliar one with the softest pillows and silkiest sheets and unlike the last time when late afternoon sun was sifting through my familiar curtains, it was pitch black in a strange room.

I sat up with a start, my heart pounding in my chest when cold wind tickled my bare skin, drawing to my attention that I was naked under the sheets.

The memories came rushing back the moment I let them.

Tesoro. Vita mia. Take all of me. Take every inch of me. I'm yours. I'm all yours.

Kisses across my collarbone, on my lips, up my neck, in places no lips have known on my body. His hands on me, squeezing, kneading, caressing, conjuring up a fire from within me until I was panting and desperate for him.

It didn't mean anything if he had left me on my own again.

The ache in my chest... Now THAT'S familiar. His lingering touches and sweet kisses would be impossible to forget if he decides to stay away from me