SIN; LUST & LOVE

SO MESSED UP WITHIN

After her third orgasm from his deep finger fucking, Jaci was losing touch with reality.

She knew she still wanted more and she could tell he did too. The tent in his underwear made her aware of his cock that she still hadn't seen.

She bit down on her lips sensually and with a lot of effort and energy, stopped his fingers from going inside her again.

“W–”

She shook her head, cutting him off. “How much more orgasms before you actually fuck me?” her voice was hoarse and laced with so much hunger and thirst for him.

Vito paused, his brows reaching his forehead in obvious surprise.

He had been so caught up in milking her pleasure and watching her cum that he had forgotten about everything else.

Her question suddenly made him aware of his almost painful cock that he still had tucked in his underwear.

He could see that she wanted more. He would give her as much as she wanted. The thought ran deep through his body and he groaned, pulling off his underwear and wincing slightly as his cock bobbed out.

“Should I get a condom?” He asked.

Jaci looked up into his eyes for a spare second before turning her attention back to his cock. “I got myself checked recently. I’m clean and I’m on the pill. Are you?”

“Yeah. I also did some tests recently.” He replied, his cock throbbing with desire as it increased even more in size and shape.

Jaci's eyes widened, and she unconsciously tried to shut her thighs. She was staring hard at him, gulping at his girth and length, while Vito struggled to wait.

He wanted to get to feel her too, to commit his body to memory and keep their night together as special as it was to him. He didn't know why he wanted her so badly, he had never wanted anyone this badly since his ex left him for another dude.

Shutting his thoughts away, he leaned forward, kissing her lips softly and lining his cock against her slit with his hand.

She was so wet and ready. He couldn't keep her waiting any longer.

Slowly, he nudged her opening, seemingly as if to alert her of his upcoming mission, and as gentlemanly as ever slipped into her.

"Mmm," Jaci tilted her head and moaned, digging her nails into his back in the context, just like he had fantasized about her doing.

He thrust deep into her, enjoying how her pussy clamped down on him and how she met him by aching her body downward.

Vito had never seen a woman as fascinating as she was and as he fucked her, he realized she knew that too.

"Oh, Vito," Jaci moaned his name right into his ear, making him groan and struggle to keep himself from busting a nut before he even started.

He leaned toward her, mumbling dirty things into her ears.

Vito can tell she liked it, as she moaned her yes, and ached further against him.

The slapping sounds of their bodies echoed in the dark room and as Jaci came undone again, Vito finally allowed himself to cum, finishing inside her. But before he could even get the chance to pull out of her, his cock hardened back inside her

"I guess the little man isn't satisfied yet, we should give him more, what do you think?" Jaci moaned against his lips with so much lust in her eyes, flipping them over until she was on top and moving her waist against him better than she had on the dance floor.

•

The bright morning light shook Vito awake, and he shut his eyes slightly from the sun that had snuck into his room. He stretched his hand above his head, hearing the knots in his muscles loosening and sighing.

Once he was awake, the events of the night before flooded into his mind and he sat up, staring at his side for her, but meeting an empty space. His gaze instantly swept around the hotel room frantically, a sigh escaping his lips as he badly wished it wasn't what he was thinking and she didn't run away without saying goodbye.

But his worst fear was confirmed when he saw a note on his nightstand. There was neat handwriting sprawled across the paper, the letters mash-up slightly as though she had been rushing when she wrote the note.

'Hey, Vito. Morning. The thing is, I would have loved to stay cuddled up in bed with you–PS. You look better than many male models while sleeping–but I have an early shoot this morning. I’m sorry for leaving like this. I enjoyed your company last night, Vito even though I wish I never did.

'Don't get me wrong, I'm not regretting whatever happened before us, I loved it but I just want you to know that it was a one-time thing that should have never happened but since it already did, should never happen again. Thank you. And goodbye.'

Vito sighed at the content of her note and his heart clenched tightly against his chest, burning as if it was on fire.

It just felt like years ago when his ex left him, he felt so heartbroken.

But why did he feel that way? He couldn't even think of a word to explain what he was feeling. It was not like they were dating, he already knew that something like this would happen so why was he so hurt that it did? Had he already fallen for her? Fuck!

He wondered if it would be too early to call her and demand an explanation but as quick as the thought came into his mind he decided against it.

She felt the heat too, and that was the most important part of their meeting.

He was certain he would surely get to see her again, and then he would know why she felt what they had should never happen again. Till then, he would wait.

Slowly, he came down from his high bed and picked up his phone, realizing how late he was for work, and hurried into the bathroom...

Vito finished dressing up and looking proper for the day and hurried to get to his daily routine. The work at the restaurant was rounding up and he hoped that it wouldn't take too much of his time.

The day went by slowly with him busy in the office and considering the expenses that have to be covered.

He needed to make sure everything was in place. Knowing his cuisines and how expensive food items were, he ensured he took that into account relatively well.

The main reason Raffaele tasked him with this was that he knew the boy trusted his instincts. He got a good nose so he could sniff out the wrong in his business while also pointing it in the right direction.

After work had been done for the day, Vito checked his time and wondered if it was too late to reach out to Jaci.

The nagging thought in his head pleaded with him to. There was a need to hear her voice again and get all this sorted out.

And not being able to curb that intense need, he dialed her number, but just before he heard the dial tone, an email popped up on his laptop, marked as urgent.

He instantly hung up and went back to work, correcting the errors that could have cost them the entire company being set up in the U.S.

Frustration nibbed at his soul for the second time that day. It was the second time his job was getting in his way. Slowly, he shook the thought off his head and reminded himself that the family's business came first.

By the time he finished, time had gone by, and it felt somewhat too late to call Jaci.

'Jaci.' He sighed bitterly as he remembered that they were worlds apart.

What happened between them could be termed a one-night stand, he reminded himself, even though it was hard admitting the truth.

The day after tomorrow, he would be in Italy doing what he loved doing best, and within days, Jaci would only be a fond memory that will forever live in his mind. Although it hurt to admit, it was nothing but the truth.

And for the first time in his life, he hated that his thoughts were true!

Gosh, he was so messed up within!