Liana had a few days left of her summer vacation before she had to head home and catch up with her family but until then, she planned to lose herself in the erotic enigma that was Antonio Sabbatini.
As they had met under such unusual circumstances, they hadn't spent much time talking about one another but she planned to change that and soon. While the sex was amazing and she knew she was drawn to him in a way that she couldn't deny, Liana knew she knew practically nothing about Antonio and that bothered her. She wanted to know the man she was sharing her body with and he should want to know more about her.
She said as much to him as they lounged on one of the sunbeds beside the pool of his villa. It was a lot like her family home in Tuscany but here, that and her family were a million miles away.
"What would you like to know?" he said as he massaged sun cream into her back.
"Anything, everything. Where were you born; when's your birthday; what do you do for a living?"
"You know very well that I'm a lawyer," Liana rolled her eyes and turned over so she was on her side, resting on her elbow; shades on. Her bikini top that had been loosened for Antonio to apply the cream stayed on the lounger, allowing her pert breasts to be displayed.
"You know what I mean," she said with a smile.
"Do you want me to make love to you again because I will."
"Of course I do," she said silkily. "but not right now."
Antonio groaned as he leant forward to kiss her but she put her finger against his lips,
"Talk to me,"
"Why talk when there are much better things to do..." he said suggestively as he reached out and took one of her breasts in his hand. Liana bit her lower lips but managed to slap his hand away playfully,
"No talk, no sex."
Antonio raised his eyebrows in shock,
"Is that an official threat?"
Liana smiled devilishly and nodded as she turned completely so she was on her back.
Antonio still sat on the side of her lounger where he'd been lotioning her back and she proceeded to untie the strings on her bikini bottoms.
"Liana," she ignored him as she raised her bottom to pull the bottoms away revealing her neat and perfectly waxed vagina. Slowly Liana spread her legs and lounged back,
"Don't want any tan lines," she said casually causing Antonio to let out a pent up breath.
"I was born in Sicily, I grew up in the states; my father owns businesses; my mother is virtually a housewife although she has never done housework in her life. I am the youngest of three brothers, I have two sister in laws and two nephews; one from each brother and I love them all dearly. Is that all?"
Antonio climbed on top of her,
"No, that's not all." Liana said haughtily,
"Too bad," Antonio said before taking his hardened member out of his swimming shorts and driving up into her.
They made love outside on the patio for the rest of the afternoon.
Later that evening, Liana stepped out of the shower and began to get ready for dinner. While there were a few members of his household staff around, they were pretty much left to themselves which was fine with her. She got what she wanted. Uninterrupted Antonio and once she was dressed; she went downstairs to get some more of it.
She heard him before she saw him as she rounded a corner at the bottom of the stairs,
"I said I would be home soon and that's what I meant, soon!"
He didn't sound happy; in fact he sounded angry but, who was he talking to?
"Listen, I have a lot to deal with right now so just be patient and I will be home when I can!"
Not wanting to eavesdrop any more, Liana walked fully into the room so Antonio could see her and when he did, she smiled at him. He smiled back, though rather reserved before he said,
"I'll call you in a few days...that's enough!" He looked over at Liana as his sharp retort escaped him before turning to the phone again,
"I'll be back soon."
Antonio ended the call and threw his mobile onto a short couch that was beside him. Liana walked into his arms and hugged him,
"Something wrong?"
"No, bellissima. Everything is fine,"
"It didn't sound fine," she said quietly, not wanting to pry but desperately wanting to know if everything was okay with him.
"I just have some pressing needs to attend to back in New York,"
"Do you need to leave?" she asked just as quietly but Antonio just kissed the top of her head.
"Not just yet,"
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Antonio held Liana in his arms as his hearth thundered in his chest. She didn't seem to have heard much,
"Who was that anyway?"
Shit!
"My assistant...she worries,"
"Oh," he could tell she didn't really know what to make of that response and so he quickly changed the subject,
"All ready for dinner?"
"Yes, where are we going?"
Antonio led her out of the room and out the house to his waiting car,
"A local restaurant, you'll love it."
"Lead the way," she said with an excited smile as he opened the door for her to enter.
They arrived at the small local establishment in a few minutes and were immediately shown to a table.
Fanucci's was a restaurant close to his heart as the owner was a local man who Antonio had spent a lot of time with. Growing up, his father had been very busy and so Antonio had left the confinements of his parent's home to spend time with the local people. Carlo Fanucci was the local fisherman and Antonio had spent many an hour on his boat fishing with him and preparing the produce for the market. Carlo had instilled in him a strong work ethic that while he would have always had from his father; was solidified by the love behind it.
Sure, his parents loved him and his brothers but there was a lot they could have made up for in the way of actually being around for their children.
They sat down, Antonio pulling out Liana's chair and as she sat down a little girl of about six or seven ran up to him and threw her arms around his legs,
"Tony, Tony!" she squealed as Antonio laughed and bent down to lift her into his arms.
"Ciao Bella!"
"Mi sei mancato!"
"Ive missed you too Bella, remember, English."
"Si...yes," she said with a smile as Antonio kissed her chubby cheek. He turned to Liana then and though he smiled, worry set in;
"Liana, this is my friend Bella. Her grandfather owns this place." Liana stood up and reached out to shake her hand but Bella withdrew herself into Antonio and said,
"Who are you, where's Olivia?"
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If Loving You is Wrong
Roman d'amour*** Vargas Heirs: Book 2*** While on vacation from Harvard University, Liana Vargas meets the man of her dreams and loses herself in a whirlwind affair of passion, temptation and danger. When she returns home and her dream man turns out to be her wo...
