CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR

ANYA

It had been three days since Vincenzo had returned home from his injuries. Thankfully, he had fully recovered, and our lives had returned to a sense of normalcy, albeit with a heightened sense of passion between us. 

As Vincenzo and I had promised each other, our intimate moments were nearly everywhere - in the bedroom, the bathroom, under the soothing cascade of water, in his office, his car, and even while he was driving. The fire between us seemed unquenchable, and I found myself craving him constantly.

A mischievous smile played on my lips as I recalled our recent encounters. The memories of our encounters in various places sent a rush of heat through my body. Our connection was electrifying, and he knew exactly how to make me tremble with pleasure.

This morning had been a particularly memorable one. I had woken up to a delicious sensation, Vincenzo under the covers, pleasuring me with an intensity that left me breathless. H