Hey, Y'all!!!!
THANK YOU, guys, so much for all the attention, love, and support you're giving to this story. After a short break (after the elevator scene, my brain stopped functioning well - damn you, Leone Gritti!) I've started working on the following 4 chapters (there will be a lot of sex... hot sex!!!!). I'll update the story once I finish the editing.
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE BE PATIENT WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In a way, I'm pushing myself with this story, especially with the sex scenes. They are bolder and wilder, so I'm learning as I go. Sometimes the scene comes fast, sometimes, not so much. But I promise you I'm writing them as quickly and as accurately as I possibly can.
I'll update as soon as possible!!!!!!
Baci & Abbracci,
Emma.
‘Who was the woman in the elevator? Was that me? I never thought I could be so… wild, and shameless, and carefree… But with Leo is impossible for me to be otherwise… I can’t deny him my body… I can’t stop this yearning I feel whenever he’s close… I am his lover, after all… This is why I’m doing this, right?’ Norah was looking at her reflection in the mirror. ‘I’m yours, Leo… For as long as you want me.’ She was still trembling and her legs were still shaking from earlier. She finished cleaning herself up and she was fixing her makeup.“Thank God, they used waterproof makeup, otherwise…” she murmured. “And thank God, I wasn’t alone in the elevator. If it wasn’t for Leo’s help…” Norah recalled Leone’s mouth on her mouth, on her body, on her…“Stop it!” she scolded herself. “You’re not helping yourself in any way. Right now, you need to be at your best game. You’re the girlfriend of a billionaire, for pity’s sake. Act accordingly!”
Leone could follow what was going on by sound alone. The little rip of the gown’s zipper going down, the silky sound of the soft fabric sliding off. She carefully folded it and placed it next to her.“Panties…” The word came out through what felt like a boulder in his throat.“Leo…”“Piccola… You said whatever my heart desires…” Norah sighed and instants after, Leone heard an even more delightful sound. The small thud of her heels coming off. She lifted slowly and he saw a scrap of white lace flowing down her body. ‘Oh, yes… Almost there…’ Leone felt a drop of sweat falling down his temple and plopping onto his white shirt. Thank God for the air conditioning. The thought of having Norah naked in his car was making him sweat profusely.“Take off the bodice.”“Okay.” He heard her swallow. Norah was trembling but she was also excited. He could smell it. Over the leather of the seats and Norah’s perfume, was the scent of her arou
Leone gazed at her like a hungry wolf. He undressed, leaving on only his briefs.“Let’s get you upstairs...” he said then scooped her in his arms and slowly, started climbing the long staircase. ‘Was this the stairway to Leone’s sensual, lustful private paradise?’ They arrived at the top of the staircase, moved down the short hallway, and then, into his bedroom. It was dark, but enough light came in from outside to illuminate the silhouettes of the furniture…his huge bed… Leone put her down extremely gently but his hands stayed stuck like glue on her naked body.“Finally, here…” he whispered. Then he pressed his lips to her forehead as he let his eyes drift closed, allowing himself to enjoy holding her in his arms, feeling her warm and sweet against him.“Thank you, Leo.” He looked perplexed. She saw his expression and smiled.“Interesting… You once told me I’ll never hear these words coming out of your sweet
Her dark hair was spilled across the pillow and her hand was resting on her chest. She was so beautiful, made for him only… It had been two weeks and, if anything, the chemistry between them kept getting stronger and stronger. He never considered himself a weak or needy man. He had no addictions… until Norah… She was a different story. If he was in her presence, Leone craved to touch her. If he touched her, he yearned to have wild sex with her. His life was arranged around this hunger. Leone slipped from the bed and made his way to the shower, mentally and emotionally preparing himself for his day. But once again, thoughts of her, of them crept into his head. Norah was changing him. Or perhaps that was the wrong word. It wasn't a change, so much as a revelation. She had made him realize why so much of his soul had seemed empty for so long. He hadn't even realized what he was missing, what he was searching for, until he saw her in tha
Norah was in a type of shock as they returned to Leone’s house less than a week later, mind still caught up in all that had just been said during the short press conference called and held by Yari Gritti and after it. ‘Be careful what you wish for,’ she thought drearily. She had been anxious to find her path again and… Here it was! Yari’s words were still fresh in her head. ‘I wish to say a special thank you to Miss Norah Wilde for her patience and unwavering integrity during this entire process. Due to the sensitive nature of the investigation, we asked her not to make any public comments during a time that has obviously been very distressing for her and her public and private image.’ The cameras’ lenses had shifted to where she had stood next to Leone, trying to capture her reaction, but she stayed calm. Inside, though, she’d been screaming… This was…‘The End.’ But what Yari said to her in private, away
Once she got totally naked, Leone came even closer and pinched her nipple. Pleasure raced through her like a lovely shock.“Have you ever come just from this?” he asked her, gravel in his tone again. “Just from having your nipples played with?”“No… never…” God, she could barely breathe already. Just to have him ask her this!“Let’s give it a try… Spread your sweet thighs for me.” All she could do was groan as he placed himself between her legs so he could use both hands. His naked thighs were strong, muscular, and between them, his cock was a rigid shaft of gorgeous golden flesh. She liked his cock, it was magnificent but she was too distracted by his hands on her breasts. He was caressing the flesh: the undersides, the rise at the tops of her breasts, tracing the outline. Still, he was keeping away from the nipples. They ached with the need to be touched, licked, bitten, sucked, pulled hard… But Leone kept feathering his fingertips e
“Ciao, ragazzi! (Hi, guys)” Yari exclaimed as he opened the door to his home to them a few nights later. They were there on Gabrielle’s invitation. With Arturo being born and the Weldon affair, the four of them had very few interactions. So, Gabrielle insisted, and… here they were.“Good job on the lawyer, Norah,” Yari added dryly.“Erin Anthony is really nice, isn’t she?” Norah asked him. But she barely paid attention to the conversation, totally astonished by the house she just entered. While driving there, Leone had told her that the house had been in the family for generations.“Nice?” Yari repeated under his breath, then turned to Leone. “Did you have anything to do with her choice?”“No way… Why? Are we about to lose these?” Leone asked plucking at his shirt.“My stepbrother found her for me,” Norah hurried to say. “I’m sorry… I didn’t know who else to ask. Why? Is she awful?”“Well… Depends which side of the table you’re on,” Yari said smoothly. “I have to s
“Finally!” The man who entered the room with her lawyer was wearing a tailored suit and was shaved. That voice… She knew that voice!“Hello!” he said again. “Oh, my God!” she exclaimed. “I almost didn’t recognize you without your… stubble… What are you doing here?” Norah was perplexed seeing Freddie in the same room, but she was also glad. Even if he was just her stepbrother. “Norah!” She almost stepped forward to hug him, but stopped, a grim sensation coming over her. This would’ve been his only reason to come to Italy so unexpectedly. “Is David okay?”“Dad is fine. He’s worried sick about you,” Freddie said, sending a hostile glance around the conference room. “Why haven’t you called him?”“I... didn’t know what to say. You told him I was okay, didn’t you?”“Are you? Really? What is this?” Freddie waved at the conference table where red folders had been set in front of a handful of chairs.“I told you not to sign a single thing