Chapter Three

The beautiful English girl longed for the boy in front of her to magically turn into his cousin, she remained polite and charming to Giovanni but her mind thought only of Carlos, it was easy to get him to talk about his friend so she probed him to learn more. When they walked back up to the campsite he tried three times to pull her behind a tree so he could kiss her. She was able to dodge him by making a game of it and he played along thinking he would capture her before they reached the camp, he underestimated her as all men did. They arrived at the site before he even knew it and she slipped through the gate before he could stop her,                                                                                                                                                         ‘Can I see you again?’                                                                                                                                      He asked softly and she gave him a shrug,                                                                                              ‘Maybe, maybe not. Tomorrow is another day.’                                                                                           Then she disappeared into the night and he did not see her the next day in the fields, she had volunteered to go to the markets for the day and it was dark when she returned. She knew it was wrong to avoid him she was not normally a coward but she could not bring herself to hurt him instinct told her he cared for her but she felt nothing for him. He irritated her she wished he would be called back to his family so she would be left alone with Carlos        

Unfortunately for Giovanni Angelina had fallen for Carlos the way he had fallen for her, his blue/black hair was longer that summer falling down his back in defiance of his father's order to have it cut. His brilliant blue eyes had met hers and he had known without question that he would marry this beautiful English girl. Although they had gone out many times as a threesome the two men joking with each other that they would both marry her, She would always persuade Carlos to be alone with her at some point, young though she was she made it very clear it was him she wanted to be with. Away from Giovanni, he would steal kisses from her and their passion grew quickly, Carlos was a red-blooded Italian male and at the age of twenty, he had plenty of knowledge of a woman’s body. Like Giovanni, he was rich and the heir to a powerful Don, women had been throwing their willing bodies at him since he was fourteen. It had been one of his female teachers who had seduced him, she was a young student teacher but still ten years older than him. He had been a very willing pupil, she had taken him into the store cupboard and undone his pants then got on her knees to suck his already impressively sized cock. It had been the most amazing experience and she had repeated it almost every day for a week before telling him he could do whatever he liked to her. He had asked her to strip and at the sight of her naked body he had got so hard it had amused her but she soon realised he knew what to do with it. His BDSM tendencies developed quickly as these older women lived out their own fantasies. It was Carlos who took their relationship to the next level, kissing her was not enough he could feel her hot sexy body responding to his gentle stroking and he wanted more. Giovanni was called home because his Grandmother became ill and they were worried she would pass away, he was loathe to leave the other two, but every instinct told him not to trust his best friend with the woman he was falling in love with. His instincts were right, that very night Carlos decided he had waited long enough, he took her to the same restaurant Giovanni had taken her to that first night. Angelina did not drink, she was only seventeen, but when Carlos encouraged her to try the locally produced wine she had done so. She told him that she had seen even the youngest Sicilian children being included in wine tasting so if they could drink it then so could she and Carlos had kept refilling her glass. By the time they were ready to return to the campsite, Angelina was very merry, giggling delightfully when she stumbled and almost fell only his strong arms catching her and preventing her from falling flat on her face. It had not taken much persuasion on his part to get her to join him in the large barn next to the site. She had followed him up into the hayloft willingly, let him lay her down on the picnic rug he had laid over the bristly straw and even helped him remove her clothes. The hungry possessive look he had given her as his eyes roamed over her naked body had sent desire snaking to her very core. He had been very gentle with her, she was such an innocent virgin she had never even seen a man’s cock before and dear God she had been so tight, so deliciously tight, it had been an incredible experience for both of them. Giovanni was away for a week and in that time Carlos loved her in every place he could, her tent, his bedroom, a storeroom in the local wine shop, against a tree, on the beach and even in the pool. Angelina discovered she liked sex, particularly sex with Carlos he only had to give her that sexy look and her panties were wet and it was hard for them to hide the change in their relationship. They snuck away to the barn whenever he turned his back unable to keep their hands off each other and it was inevitable Giovanni would find them.   

He stood in the shadows watching them, he had arrived back from his family a day early wanting to surprise Angelina and spend a day with her without Carlos. Now bile rose in his throat as he gazed at her gorgeous naked body, his cock was so hard he thought it would burst from his pants, she sat astride Carlos, who had his hands gripping her hips as she rode his cock.