*Giovani*
I practically ran across the villa to my private offices, slamming the door behind me. The strength it had taken to pull myself away from Olivia was more than I ever would have imagined I possessed. She was naked, pressed against me, moaning as I touched her.
The memory of her skin burned in my brain, her young flesh eager against mine. I could still hear the way her breath caught and the sound of her pleasure.
And then she’d frozen on me.
I looked down at the tent I was still pitching and groaned in frustration. It had been a long time since I’d been with anyone, and maybe it was foolish to go after a woman so much younger. It would make more sense to go to a club and bring someone home to release my frustration.
Yet, I was bound to this girl, unable to think of anyone else but her. How had my life changed so drastically in just a matter of a few days? I craved her flesh, ached for it, even though she was too young and immature for me.