Saucy scene!!
Miognette's POV
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I laid on the bed, still feeling high from everything. The whole room was spinning and my body was in heat. Especially my lower half.
"Fuck. I shouldn't have that drink." I cursed and stood up.
I stared at the room. It was a huge room. It had two floors. The first floor consists of the living room, a dining room, a kitchen, a library and an entertainment room. The second floor had the master's bedroom; the master's bathroom; and the balcony. The balcony from downstairs connect to the balcony upstairs.
"Maybe a shower would help this go down."
The trip to the bathroom was crazy difficult. I clung to the wall for support.
After what seemed like hours, I finally reached the bathroom.
The bathroom was big but not as big as the villa. I turned on the water and start to undress.
I also brought the shirt that Gio lent me. Since I didn't bring any clothes well, except the one I'm wearing.
I groggily went into the bathtub and try to relax. A few minutes of relaxing, I thought the heat would go down but unfortunately, it hasn't.
I got out of the tub and changed into the white shirt. I wrapped my hair in a towel and went outside.
On my way to the bedroom, I stumbled upon a mirror and saw a glimpse of my reflection.
I took a few steps back and stared at myself.
The shirt was huge on me. It stopped mid-thigh and my face was flush red. Probably from the drug and not to mention I was still tipsy.
As I was gawking at myself, the heat from my lower half spread through my whole body.
It made me hella horny. The image of Giovanni caressing my body with his large hands. His lips nibbling on my neck, to my breasts, to my nipples; across my stomach; and finally my vagina.
The curiosity was making me crazy. I didn't even realize I was playing with my breasts.
"Fuck. Damnit." I cursed and stopped what I was doing. I brushed my hair in frustration.
Maybe it's best to sleep it off. And so, I walked and laid on the bed. I closed my eyes hoping the heat would disappear.
Giovanni's POV
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I took a sip, from the glass of whiskey I have on my hand.
I was relaxing in the balcony which overlooks the whole city of Florence. The city lights were glistening and something about them was relaxing.
But despite the gorgeous view in front of me; my mind wandered off to the lady across the room.
How she would look like in that dress shirt of mine. Fuck. The image was making me hard.
I closed my eyes and pulled out a cig.
I inhaled the addictive item and exhaled the warm smoke. I opened my eyes and glanced down to my dangerous bulging member.
"Someone's excited." I scoffed and smirked.
The whole thing was making me frustrated.
I mean, I always prided myself for never getting emotionally involved with people; especially women; I always shut people out when they have no use for me anymore or when I had enough of whatever they have to offer, but fuck. Whatever Miognette did, I couldn't seem to get her off my mind; can't seem to get enough of her.
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