"Can you take me back to the Swan? I think I might just stay in the hotel room tonight," Jaci says languidly.
Vito flicks his eyes towards her, noting the sensuous slightly swollen lips, his handiwork on her lips nevertheless, her lazy satiated sex-filled eyes, and her still exposed bare thighs. She looks so relaxed and sexy that he's tempted to stop the car and fuck her again.
"Why? Wouldn't Raffaele wonder if anything happened?" He asks.
Jaci waves her hands lazily in the air, "I'd find something to tell him." She reaches out and feels Vito's biceps through his shirt sleeves and further says, "Relax, Vito. I won't be the one to give away our little secret."
They bid each other goodnight with a languid, tongue-caressing kiss that leaves Jaci panting like a bitch in heat.
Vito watches Jaci as she climbs up the stairs to enter the hotel's lobby, Jaci knows Vito's watching, so she sashays and swings her hips, making sure her ass jiggles as she walks in. Vito groans out loud, noting the kind of games Jaci is playing and loving her more because of it. He reverses the car and heads home knowing he is going to go to bed with a hard-on. With Jaci, he never has enough. All night with fucking blue balls!
Up in the hotel room, Jaci picks up her phone and texts Raffaele:
'Mom's got a running stomach. Probably something she ate that didn't agree with her. So I've gone to stay with her for the night.
Hope you don't mind.
Love, Jaci.'
Then she promptly undresses and falls into bed where she dreams about herself and Vito lying naked on the white sands of a beautiful beach while Vito mercilessly fucks her brains out. He's got her hands tied with one of her silk handkerchiefs and holds the tied hands above her head such that even when she strains to touch him, he just pins her down the more and this drives her crazy and makes her cum faster.
She wakes with a quickened breath realizing she isn't lying on some beach sand with Vito but in a hotel bed. She groans and rolls over on the bed, lying on her back. She hears the rain sounds and wishes she's got Vito in bed with her, it would have been a beautiful day to start with lovemaking.
Nevertheless, she can get her day started in her way. Smiling, she puts her palm to her naked breast under the sheets and starts caressing them, pinching the nipples at intervals. She moans loudly and giggles. Naughty Jaci, she thinks. Her fingers inch down her belly button and further down into her pussy where she feels her wetness, this is what thinking about Vito makes her feel.
She finds her clit and starts to rub it in circular motions with her finger, imagining they are Vito's fingers. She moans his name and fingers her clit faster, altering the tempo until she hits a climax with a little cry of ecstasy.
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Vito wakes up with a hard-on, having Jaci near without fucking her whenever he wants is going to be a bit difficult. He needs to get under a cold shower fast to cool his blood which is heating up with thoughts of Jaci.
He gets into the shower thinking to drive her thoughts away but they come up as he imagines Jaci's smooth ass in the shower with him. A thousand things he could do with her in here, put her in seventy positions in ten minutes for starters.
He starts imagining her moans in his head and this only succeeds in getting his blood hotter. He runs the shower to the coldest and groans as it hits his skin, running his hands through his hair and thinking whether to jerk off or pass. He'd rather pass but wait for a suitable time that he will take it out on Jaci, she's got to feel this heat she's giving him.
Fuck, what is he even thinking? This is Raffaele's fiance for fuck's sake and Raffaele by extension is like a father. So this is him having fantasies about his father's future wife. Oh hell. He steps out of the shower.
Days he wakes up feeling this way, he dresses to kill. Literally and figuratively. So today he selects a powder-blue shirt that accentuates his penetrative honey brown eyes and hugs his biceps. He wears navy blue trousers that hug his strong thighs and shows a bulging hint of his manhood. He drags his fingers through his hair, letting random locks stray across his forehead while tying up the rest of the hair. He looks reckless and dangerous when he wears his hair this way and he knows it.
If Jaci should run into him today, he will be completely hard to miss.
When he arrives at work, the buzz in the air is hard to miss. Their boss is getting married tomorrow to an exotic younger American woman whose beauty varies greatly depending on who is telling the story.
Vito groans in his head, this is what he has to deal with today. He walks to Raffaele's office to greet the big man and offer his congratulations once more. Cindy swoons when she sees him and seductively outlines her big breasts with her hands while keeping her eyes on Vito.
"You know you can come to get this anytime, sugar. I know you want it, hell, I want it so much too!" Says Cindy sweetly.
Vito chuckles and shakes his head. Good old Cindy, always full of sexual innuendos. He knocks on Raffaele's door and walks in. The big man is full of life, joking and laughing on the phone with his peers.
"Ah, Vicenzo, I am only trying to live life. You only live once, you know," Raffaele says on the phone. He signals Vito to have a seat and then continues, "I hope you can fly down from Paris, my good friend." He chuckles and finally says goodbye as he hangs up.
"Vito, I realized last night I never properly asked you to be my best man. I took it for granted that you will. I hope you don't have more engaging appointments tomorrow," he drops the phone to the table and immediately asks with smiling eyes which are usually hard and calculating.
Vito laughs, "Heck no. I got you tomorrow. I can even be your busboy if you want".
Jaci walks in at this point, her heady scent hits Vito's senses even before he lays eyes on her.