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I have a feeling they re already involved, regardless of how much you keep from them.
Are you done? he asked and moved her hair aside so he could kiss the side of her neck.
She pushed at his chest. This was what he did. He used sex to distract her. Does he really think
he can distract me with oh, that s nice. Gio pushed one strap of her dress aside and slid a hand
inside the neckline, gently cupping her bare breast.
Focus. This is important. You shouldn t shut people out just because things get complicated.
An excited shiver ran down her back as she felt the bulge of his erection begin to throb against
her thighs. He unzipped the back of her dress and lowered it, exposing both her breasts to his eager
mouth. She gave in to the pleasure of it and buried her hands deep in his hair, holding his head as his
mouth teased and worshipped her. We can continue this talk later.
Across the cabin of the plane the attendant coughed nervously, and then Julia heard the sound of
the cockpit door opening. What had she seen? It didn t matter. Nothing mattered as the heat of the
moment enveloped both of them. Theirs was a need that overrode everything else, even modesty.
Gio picked Julia up and turned her so she straddled his lap, claiming her mouth possessively
with his as he did. He pulled at both sides of her gown until the material was bunched around her
waist. His deft fingers pushed the material of her silk panties aside and dove between her lower lips.
I need you. Here. Now.
Julia hastily unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it aside so she could run her hands over his muscular
chest and down his rock-hard abs. Between hot kisses, Julia said, God, yes.
He claimed her mouth, plundering and demanding, all the while working her with his fingers
until she was wet and eager for him. Stand up, he ordered.
She did. She would have done anything for him in that moment.
Take your dress off.
She pushed her dress the rest of the way down and stepped out of it, and her satin panties.
He laid a hand on her stomach. You are so perfect.
He stood and also stripped, then pushed her down in the chair and pulled her forward so only the
edge of her ass stopped her from falling to the floor at his feet. He sat in the chair across from her,
and took his hard cock in his own hand. I want to see you come for me, Julia.
Julia slid a hand into her own wet folds and rubbed her throbbing clit. She rubbed it with an
increasing speed. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. As she did, she watched him stroke himself,
up and down. Growing even larger.
She reached up and kneaded her own breast, imagining that it was his hand. Spread open before
him, she felt his hot gaze on her sex like a caress. Her hand clenched as heat spread through her and
she came to a shuddering orgasm while he watched.
He stood, sheathed himself in a condom then pulled her to her feet and turned her around so she
was facing the chair. With one hand he bent her over. His first thrust was deep and powerful and she
muffled her cries in her hand. He held her hips in place and thrust again. Deeper. Harder. Building
heat and waves of pleasure on what she d brought to herself.
Julia gripped the chair arms as he pounded into her from behind. He slowed and eased himself
out, then thrust back into her, and she cried out again before she thought to muffle the sound. He
repeated the move and she stopped caring who heard her. She wanted it again and again. When she
finally came it was with such volume that she was sure someone would open the cockpit door to make
sure they were still alive.
He joined her in the orgasm. Then withdrew, cleaned himself off, and pulled her into his lap.
She collapsed onto his bare chest, loving how his heart beat loudly in her ear . . . slowing as hers
did when they both came regained their senses.
As sanity returned, so did Julia s questions. He gave his body to her freely, but when it came to
his heart he still closed her out. She stood and put on her dress, adjusting it so it covered her once
again. Gio disposed of the condom and refastened his own clothing. Both rumpled and flushed, they
stood facing each other.
Julia asked, Where are we going?
He sat and pulled her back onto his lap, this time tucking her against his broad chest. Venice.
The idea of visiting one of the few places of her dreams was enough to distract her. She sat up.
Are you serious? Oh, my God, Venice. I forgive you for making me miss the wedding. He didn t
look nearly as happy as she did about the idea. If you were hoping to take someone who wouldn t be
excited about it, you picked the wrong woman. I ve always dreamed of going there. The architecture.
The bridges. The gondolas. I could orgasm again just thinking about it.
He gave her a small smile. My competition is a city?
Julia didn t deny it. Only one. There is something about it that has always called to me.
He studied her face. It called to my father, also. He owned a palazzo on the Grand Canal.
A palace? Right on the main canal? Does your family still own it?
No.
She placed a hand lightly on one of his cheeks. Help me understand, Gio. I m trying to.
He looked out the plane window, collecting his thoughts before answering her. I don t
completely understand it myself. I swore I would never return to Venice, but when I m with you the
past matters to me again. The truth matters. He breathed in deeply, then said, We should be landing
soon. Tonight we ll stay in a hotel north of Venice. Tomorrow we ll take a water taxi into the city.
Julia closed her eyes to a rush of emotions she couldn t contain. She wanted to shake him and
demand that he tell her what had upset him.
But she knew she d lose him if she pushed him.
And she wasn t ready for that.
The next morning, Julia stood beside Gio in the back of the water taxi as it sped across the
lagoon toward Venice. The wind had whipped her long curls around until she d rolled them into a
ponytail and contained them with one hand. The taxi bounced in the waves, jostling her against Gio.
He moved behind her, holding on to the wooden top of the boat with both hands and supporting her
with his body. She smiled at him over her shoulder, and his breath caught in his throat.
She pointed to islands along the way with childlike enthusiasm. What is that island?
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