Rosamanti by Clark Noelle

Author:Clark, Noelle [Clark, Noelle]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: contemporary romance
ISBN: 9781940223711
Publisher: Etopia Press
Published: 2013-11-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Sarah stirred, half opened one eye, and squinted at the pale light coming in through the wooden shutters. Needing more sleep, she tried to roll over, but she couldn’t move. At first, in her sleepy daze, she thought it was one of Nonna’s cats who normally slept with her. She smiled as she realized it was Pietro. She felt his weight against her and his heavy arms surrounding her, their bodies touching from their faces all the way down to their toes.

Through the haze of sleep she sighed, contentment dripping from every pore. She had no idea what she’d done to deserve this second chance at happiness, but the state of blissful joy in which she now found herself was a gift to be treasured. She recalled how they’d gone to bed early and held each other as they fell asleep.

She yawned and rolled onto her side, foggy clouds drifting across her thoughts as she teetered on the edge of again falling asleep.

Soft fingers drew lines up and down her back, breaking into her doze. When she felt the sensation tracing the outline of her lips, she jerked, opening her eyes slightly to see two black ones staring at her. Even in the semi-darkness, she saw them smoldering like hot coals. Then she noticed something prodding her—something hard.

“Cara mia, I’m not tired anymore.” He whispered into her ear. She closed her eyes again, wanting more sleep. Small, soft kisses rained down all over her face. She tried to push him away.

“Soon, Pietro. Later.” She rolled over, her back to him, and tried to drift back into her slumber.

“OK, I’ll wait until you wake.”

Within thirty seconds, he started teasing her again, running his lips up her arm, trying his very best to be persuasive. Frustrated, she rolled onto her back.

“I’m too tired.” She kicked off the clammy bed covers, noticing the air feeling hot and humid.

“Si, bella.” Something in his tone made her open one eye. Pietro, his head cradled in his hand, was gazing at her tenderly. She sighed and smiled. He leaned forward and brushed his moist, soft lips lightly across hers.

“Good morning.”

She stretched, then wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer. He kissed her again, then slid his lips down her neck to her breasts. Her nipples hardened instantly, and a warm feeling melted slowly through her. The prodding she’d felt earlier returned and he shifted, found her legs with his, and squeezed between them. Trying to elicit some enthusiasm in her, he playfully nuzzled her with his erection.

“See? I’m wide awake now, bella.”

Oh, she could see all right. He was definitely not tired.

He rolled, now lying over her, resting on his elbows, his face close to hers. “I’m so happy to see you are also awake.” He smiled a sweet, smug, victory grin.

She gave a small laugh, acknowledging his persistence.

He bent his head and kissed her passionately. “Voglio baciarti!” His voice was barely recognizable, distorted with desire and passion. “I want to kiss you forever.

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