Chapter Fifty One

She was on fire, a deep burning lit her core but she had no idea what to do, he looked into her eyes and smiled,

‘Ho aspettato così a lungo per te la mia piccola rosa inglese. Non ti lascerò mai più andare. Tu sei mio.’ [I have waited so long for you my little Bella. I am never going to let you go again. You are mine.]

He was kissing her neck and she was so hot she thought she might self-combust. Ricci was enjoying himself she was responding to his kisses and he could feel her heat and desire, with a sharp tug the top of her dress fell away and he caught her nipple in his mouth. Alcina gasped as he sucked it and then circled it with his tongue. Her mind was telling her to stop him but her body wanted more, he moved from one nipple to the other circling one with his fingers and sucking the other

‘Oh my, oh my’

She moaned running her fingers through his hair,

‘Sei così bella, mia piccola rosa inglese. Ti farò mio, nessun altro uomo potrà toccarti. Noi siciliani siamo molto esigenti come