Emily’s POV
I woke up to warmth on my skin and the sound of waves far.
My body still felt heavy from last night, every muscle loose and satisfied, but Dario’s tongue moved soft between my legs.
His head was between my thighs, right there on the wide terrace bed where we ended up after shower.
The sun was just coming up. He didn’t rush, his tongue slowed, licking me with so much passion.
My breath caught in my chest.
I tried to close my legs on instinct, but his big hands pushed my knees wider, gently.
My hands held his hair and gripped tight, a small whimper slipped out before I knew it.
He looked up, eyes bright and hungry for me, with shiny lips.
“Morning, amore,” he said, voice rough from sucking. Then he went right back, sucking my c**t gently at first, then harder, unt
