Quinn
“Buongiorno, amore mio.” Good morning, my love.
Good morning, my love.I wake to Alessandra’s voice whispering in my ear, which brings a smile to my face. My c**k immediately stirs to life.
I turn over to find her curled up next to me, her lips already forming into a pout at the small distance I’ve made between us by rolling over. With a grin, I pull her to me, relishing in the feeling of her skin against my bare chest, the soft movements her body makes when she breathes. I place a kiss on her forehead, and she turns her face to mine. Even now, after everything we’ve been through, after thinking I’d lost her only to find her again, my stomach tightens when she looks at me like that.
You’re one lucky fucker, Kingsley.
You’re one lucky fucker, Kingsley“Buongiorno,” I reply, moving
