Epilogue
One Year Later
Delfina woke to find fingers searching her body, a hard c**k pressed against her ass and warm lips on her shoulder.
“This better be my man in my bed otherwise someone is really going to get a smackdown when he gets back from Italy.” She mumbled sleepily.
Furio’s warm laugh coated her skin as he pursed his lips against her skin while pushing the spaghetti straps of her short night dress down. “Hi kitten. Miss me?” His lips followed the strap down her bicep over the curve of her belly where her arm rested.
“Yes.” She didn’t even bother to lie. “I thought I was dreaming of you, but I think,” she lifted her leg up and backwards over him, “my panties have been removed while I was dreaming and I’m decidedly wet. I wonder how this happened?”
“Well,” he nudged her ent
