After her third orgasm from his deep finger fucking, she is losing touch with reality.
Jaci knows she still wants more and she can tell he does too. The tent in his underwear makes her aware of his cock that she still hasn't seen. With a lot of effort and energy, she stops his fingers from going inside her again.
"W–"
She shakes her head, cutting him off. "How much more orgasms before you actually fuck me?"
Vito pauses, his brows reaching his forehead in obvious surprise. He has been so caught up in milking her pleasure and watching her cum that he has forgotten about everything else. Her question suddenly makes him aware of his almost painful cock that he still has tucked in his underwear. He can see that she wants more. He will give her as much as she wants. The thought runs deep through his body and he groans, pulling off his underwear and wincing slightly as his cock bobs out.
"Should I get a condom?" He asks.
Jaci looks 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 replies, his cock throbbing with desire as it increases even more in size and shape.
Jaci's eyes widen, and she unconsciously tries to shut her thighs. She is staring hard at him, gulping at his girth and length, while Vito struggles to wait. He wants to get to feel her too, to commit his body to memory and keep their night together as special as it is to him. He doesn't know why he wants her so badly, he has never wanted anyone this badly since his ex left him for another dude.
Shutting his thoughts away, he leans forward, kissing her lips softly and lining his cock against her slit with his hand. As he slips into her, she digs her nails into his back, just like he had fantasized about her doing.
He thrusts deep into her, enjoying how her pussy clamps down on him and how she meets him by aching her body downwards. Vito has never seen a woman as fascinating as she is and as he fucks her, he realizes she knows that, too.
Jaci moans his name right into his ear, making him groan and struggle to keep himself from busting a nut before he even starts. He leans towards her, mumbling dirty things into her ears. Vito can tell she likes it, as she moans her yes, and aches further against him.
The slapping sounds of their bodies echo in the dark room and as Jaci comes undone again, Vito finally allows himself to cum, finishing inside her.
His cock hardens again inside her before he gets the chance to pull out of her.
"I never said we were done, Vito." Jaci moans, flipping them over until she is on top and moving her waist against him better than she had on the dance floor.
•
The bright morning light shakes Vito awake, and he shuts his eyes slightly from the sun that had snuck into his room. He stretches his hand above his head, hearing the knots in his muscles loosening and sighing.
Once he is awake, the events of the night before flood into his mind and he sits up, staring at the space beside him.
Vito looks around his hotel room searching for her but comes up with nothing. A sigh escapes his lips, and he badly wishes she didn't run away without saying goodbye.
His worst fears are confirmed when he sees a note on his nightstand. There is 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 sighs at the content of her note and his heart clenches against his chest, burning as if it is on fire. It just feels like years ago when his ex left him, he feels so heartbroken.
But why does he feel that way? He can't even think of a word to explain what he is feeling right now. It's not like they were dating, he already knew that something like this would happen so why is he so hurt that it did? Has he already fallen for her? Fuck!
He wonders if it will be too early to call her and demand an explanation but as quick as the thought comes into his mind he decides against it.
She felt the heat too, and that is the most important part of their meeting. He is certain he will surely get to see her again, and then he would know why she felt what they had should never happen again. Till then, he will wait.
Slowly, he comes down from his high bed and picks up his phone, realizing how late he is for work, and hurries into the bathroom.
Vito finishes dressing up and looking proper for the day and hurries to get to his daily routine. The work at the restaurant is rounding up and he hopes that it won't take too much of his time. The day goes by slowly with him busy in the office and considering the expenses that have to be covered.
He needs to make sure everything is in place. Knowing his cuisines and how expensive food items are, he ensures he takes 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 has been done for the day, Vito checks his time and wonders if it is too late to reach out to Jaci.
The nagging thought in his head pleads with him to. There is a need to hear her voice again and get all this sorted out.
Vito dials her number, but just before he hears the dial tone, an email pops up on his laptop, marked as urgent.
He instantly hangs up and goes back to work, correcting the errors that could have cost them the entire company being set up in the U.S.
Frustration nibs at his soul for the second time that day. It is the second time his job is getting in his way. Slowly he shakes the thought off his head and reminds himself that the family's business comes first.
By the time he finishes, time has gone by, and it feels somewhat too late to call Jaci.
'Jaci.' He sighs bitterly as he remembers that they are worlds apart.
What happened between them could be termed a one-night stand, he reminds himself, even though it is hard admitting the truth.
The day after tomorrow, he will be in Italy doing what he loves doing best, and within days, Jaci will only be a fond memory that will forever live in his mind. Although it hurts to admit, it is nothing but the truth.Startive in his mind. Although it hurts to admit, it is nothing but the truth.