Chapter 7-
That night I couldn't sleep. I don't know if it was a mix of anxiety from work or if it was the excitement to go back to Italy. I tossed around and around in my bed, put the two pillows together, threw the blanket on the floor as I was getting hot, watched the numbers move up on my alarm clock, turned it off as the light was distracting, put some music on, turned it off. I couldn't find anything to calm me down and put me to sleep.
I tried to do some work on my laptop, but I kept getting distracted by thinking about Italy. I don't know what it was about Italy, I don't know if it was the city...something about Rome was so antic and it had its charm, or maybe the thought of seeing Maneskin again after I failed them the first time.
I tossed a few times in my bed but I had enough, I was restless. I decided to work out for a couple of minutes. Did it work? It made me sweaty, but tired... I wasn't tired. I was restless.
Enough was enough. I grabbed my vibrator from my bedside table.
I put some music on so the neighbours couldn't hear my moans. Then I let my imagination run wild.
I started slowly stroking my inner thighs, taking off my shorts kicking them on the floor. I squeezed some lube over my clit and I turned the vibrator on the minimum setting to get my mood going. I gasped at how it felt, it's been so long. I bit my lip holding down my moan and grabbed my tit massaging it and squeezing it lightly. My pelvis started rocking slowly begging for more, so I increased the setting. I couldn't hold back my moan by this point, I wanted more. I increased the setting again until I got a perfect speed. My body twisted, my hair was everywhere. My hand was holding on to the mattress firmly was I felt my inside clutching tightly. I reached my climax letting all loose, my body, my moan and my inside cumming as long as it needed to be.
Loro non sanno di che parlo
Voi siete sporchi, fra', di fango
Giallo di siga fra le dita
Io con la siga camminando
Scusami, ma ci credo tanto
Che posso fare questo salto
E anche se la strada è in salita
Per questo ora mi sto allenando
« Fuck » I gasped and panted heavily turning on the light looking at the mess of the bed. « Oh fuck » my eyes narrowed as I realized what was playing when I was cumming. I turned off my Spotify, I looked at the setting it was on shuffle. I blushed and laughed « Oh damn it,» I thought to myself, Maneskin is everywhere. I threw my body on the bed watching the ceiling. I sighed heavily feeling my eyes closing.
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