He’d taught her some that night as they had phone s*x. He’d sighed, genuinely this time, and said quite simply, “Bella, voglio essere dentro di te …I want to be inside you.”
He heard her breath quicken. “Norah, would you slide your hand down to your c******s for me and pretend it’s my hand?”
She gave a moan and he knew she had obeyed him. He fisted his c**k at the root, sliding his hand up and down, closing his eyes, and pretending it was her hand on him. “Can you feel me, Bella? Can you feel me touching you?”
“Giacomo …” her voice was a whisper, a moan that sent blood pulsing through him, the hot rush of it to his c**k making him groan.
“Tell me how much you want me, Bella. Tell me as you think about my fingers rubbing you, caressing you, feeling how wet you are for me.”
“I want you
