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His eyes widen, and he scurries out of the room.

I turn back to Caterina. “You didn’t lock the door?”

She shrugs. “I forgot.”

And then I start laughing. The sensation hits me without me even expecting it. I can’t remember the last time I’ve ever truly just … laughed.

Caterina stares at me for a moment before laughing with me. We’re laughing so hard we have to lean against the counter.

After a moment, our laughter slowly subsides.

“Thank you,” she says. “For defending my honor.”

“Of course. You’re my wife. I always will.” I pause. “But that’s what you get for sucking me off in a public restroom.”

She gasps and smiles and swats at my arm. “You’re …”

“I’m what?”

She looks me up and down. “I like this more playful side to you. I want to see it more.”

“Keep giving me blowjobs like that, and you will.”

She swats my arm again. “You’ve never gone down on me. Tit for tat, Emilio.”

I walk over to the door and lock it. Then I walk back to Caterina and lift her onto the counter before shoving her dress up and ripping her panties down.

She moans softly and arches her hips. Kneeling, I rest her legs over my shoulders before I put my mouth on her pussy. The cry that escapes her is so loud, I’m worried someone will hear. But my worry doesn’t last long as I go down on her.

I run my tongue along her clit and folds. Her wetness is covering my lips. She tastes so fucking good. I could do this forever.

Caterina leans back on her hands and bucks her hips up closer to my mouth. She keeps moaning and moaning. It’s a powerful feeling that I’m the one doing this to her. That I’m the one making her feel this good.

As my tongue licks circles around her clit, her breath comes out ragged. Her cheeks are flushed. Her eyes are shut. And her lips are parted in pleasure.

She’s never looked more beautiful.

“Oh! Oh!” she repeats. Her hands grip the back of my head, pressing my face even closer to her pussy. I eat her out like a man who’s never had food before.

My hands grip her thighs and keep her in place.

And then, with one more lick of my tongue along her clit, she comes, moaning loudly.

I continue to kiss her pussy while she trembles and shakes, and then when she’s done, I pull back and stand up.

She stays on the counter, staring up at me. “I think we might be able to make this relationship work after all.”

I can only smile.

CHAPTER 14

Caterina

It’s the end of our honeymoon.

I’m disappointed, but I’m not going to tell Emilio. He would either tease me about it or act indifferent. I can tell he’s getting antsy about getting back to work. I’m just worried the little bit of progress we made will just go down the drain the minute we’re back in New York. Although Emilio and I aren’t in a great place, we’re in a good place. We still bicker all the time, but it’s less biting and more playful. I don’t want to lose that.

“How do you feel about going home?” I ask Emilio on the plane.