*Caterina*
After Alessandro left, Elio helped me undress and tucked me back into bed before doing the same for himself. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, both lost in thought as we considered what it meant for Alessandro’s men to be tracking Antonio. It felt like our biggest goal was going to finally be realized, and it made me wonder what we would do next.
I woke up the next morning to Elio kissing my cheek softly. I smiled and rolled over lazily, stretching so that my breasts arched out of the covers. Although we had just made love the night before, it was difficult to ever feel truly sated when I was with Elio.
The more I had him, the more I wanted him. He was like a terribly addictive drug.
“Well, good morning,” Elio murmured in my ear before kissing the soft spot behind my ear lobe and sending goosebumps down the back of my neck.
His hand trailed over my waist, clutching me closer to him.
“Good morning.”
