Chapter Nineteen
Ivo trailed his lips along the length of his wife’s spine before biting gently down on her shoulder. “Wake up, sleepyhead.”
Sofia grinned, her eyes still closed. “I’m sleepy.”
Ivo chuckled, pushing her legs apart gently and thrust his diamond-hard c**k into her from behind. Sofia laughed and moaned at the feel of him. “You are insatiable.”
She turned her head so he could kiss her lips. He withdrew and flipped her onto her back. “I want to look at you.”
Sofia wrapped her legs around his waist as he entered her again, kissing his lips, gazing at his gorgeous face. “Feels so good,” she murmured and Ivo thrust harder, laughing at her moan. “God, I love Mr. Zacca.”
“As I love you, Mrs. Zacca.”
They had been on Crete for a week now, a luxurious private villa on the beach
