•Francesca•
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Warning- THIS CHAPTER IS PURE SMUT!
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The smooth ripples of salty ocean water rocked against the huge yacht Vincenzo and I are currently in.

Vibrant stars from above twinkle in the sky providing a little light during the dusky time of day. The moon is out and glowing more than it ever has, at least that's what it seems.

In front of me, a calm and collected Vincenzo takes a bit of his medium-rare steak.

This is like a dream come true!

A date with the hottest man alive. Inside a super expensive yacht. Under the moonlight.

I don't think it can get any better than this.

"This is so delicious! You didn't even tell me you had a whole ass boat!" I grin widely, finishing up my half-eaten mashed potatoes.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, amore." His large hands rests on top of mine. The feeling of his calloused hands are enough to make my arousal build up between my legs.

This little date is the perfect pick-me-up after moping around for weeks. After Dominick died I stuck to myself. I was mentally and physically wounded, but now...I feel resurrected in a way.

I sip my wine as I eye the man in front of me. Vincenzo seems to have changed too. At least he looks like it.

His eyes aren't as dark as they were when we first met. There is a certain twinkle in them. And I hope I'm the main cause to his changed attitude.

After some chit-chat and more than plenty servings of wine, we finish our meal.

"Cheesecake or Cannolis for dessert?" Vincenzo clears his throat bringing me out of my own thoughts.

The moonlight hitting his tan skin gave him a sexy glow. His dark tattoos peaking through his suit sleeves just add to his smoldering looks.

Fuck.

I need him inside me, right this second.

Standing to my feet, I chuckle when I spot confusion morphing his sharp features. I carefully walk to him, swaying my hips.

"Francesca, what are y-!"

I cut him off by straddling his lap and roughly pressing my lips against his.

"Fuck." He groans making me smirk against his lips. I can feel hard-on press against my aching core.

"I need you." I whimper, wiggling my hips to relieve the tension between my legs. My whole body feels obnoxiously hot, waiting for him to just take me.

Vincenzo's rough calloused hand grips my jaw, forcing me to look him in his beautiful stormy grey eyes.

His lustful hard gaze making my knees weak. Thank god, I'm straddling his lap or I would fall.

His lips smash against mine with a passion I've never felt before. This kiss was different. It's not like the others we shared before.

My hands slide into his dark soft hair. I pull him closer to me so our chests were pressed flush against each other.

His tongue fights mine for dominance, needy yet passionate at the same time. With flushed cheeks I open up giving him what he wants.

A moan slips out of my parted lips against his. His hands grip my hips, his thumbs pressing into the flesh of my thighs. By now my dress is hitched up and begging to be torn off.

"Tell me what you want, amore." Vincenzo moves his lips to bite the sensitive skin of my neck.

Throwing my head back, I rock my hips against his thigh like the needy slut I am right now. "You inside me..."

A no-good-smirk makes way onto his face. He pulls away from my neck, pecking a kiss one last time against my swollen lips.

"Who would I be if I denied you, hm?"

Before I can give a smart ass answer, I'm lifted as he stands, my legs wrapped securely around his waist.

He sets me upright on my shaky legs. I turn my head to see we are on the balcony part of the yacht. It's a truly beautiful view. The pretty blue waters illuminated by the few shiny star and full moon cascading in the sky.

Vincenzo pushes the small of my back, encouraging me to clutch the railing. I hear the sound of his belt buckle being undone making me gasp.

"I'm going to bury myself so deep inside you it will leave you feeling empty when I'm gone." His husky voice whispers breathlessly in my ear.

The idea of having Vincenzo Valentino fucking me on a yacht with this gorgeous view sends shivers down my spine.

His hands once again grab my hips angling my body to his liking. Bent over slightly, I can feel him start to pull down the zipper to my tight dress.

I quickly shimmy out the fabric eager to have him stuffed inside me. The cool night air wraps around my skin. My nipples hurt from the lack of attention.

I whimper when I feel Vincenzo's middle finger run up my wet slit. "No panties?"

Shaking my head, I moan as his single finger enters my wet entrance. "Is this what you want, Francesca? Me inside of you?"

My head feels fuzzy from the pleasure he's giving me with a single finger. My body rocks against his finger wanted some type of sweet release.

"Please, Vinnie." I clench around his fingers as another joins the party. His other hand reaches up to tweak my left ample breast. He twists the sensitive bud in between his fingers.

"Shit!" I throw back my head, clenching around his fingers. "I'm so close-!" My stomach tightens and hands clench the railing before me, knuckles practically turning white.

Right as I'm about to release all over his hand, he pulls his thick fingers out of me, chuckling softly. "Not yet, amore. I want to be inside of you when you scream my name."

With one hand still playing with my breasts, I feel his other at my hip. His cock lines up with my entrance making us moan together.

"Fuck, so goddamn wet."

Without warning, he plunges himself inside of me. I scream in pleasure, feeling my walls clench around his massive length. He waits a few seconds for me to adjust before slowly moving.

"God, you feel so fucking good inside me." I moan, my hips now meeting his thrusts. His speed increases as I hear him moan along with me.

"You're so beautiful, amore." He groans in my ear, his fingers pulling roughly on my nipple.

The sounds of our messy pleasure and the ocean in the background is enough to send me over the edge.

His hand leaves my tits to slowly trail down my stomach. I know exactly where his naughty hands are headed and just the thought has me screaming his name.

His thumb circles my clit teasingly. I'm not facing him but I just know he has a smirk on his cocky face.

"Vincenzo!" I scream his name just like he wanted as I come. I shudder against his length still moving inside me. Not too long after Vincenzo groans releasing his cum inside me.

I pant out of breath as he pulls out of me. My cheek is against the cold railing of the balcony helping the heat disappear from my face.

After a while I feel arms life me off my practically dead legs. Holding me like a baby, he brings me into a small bedroom. The bed has clean white sheets that feel soft to the touch.

We sit in silence for a few moments, Vincenzo's fingers playing with my wet hair. He curls the red locks around his pinky before clearing his throat.

"Francesca..."

I look up at the man who looks more than venerable at the moment. His eyes grey swirl with a certain intensity or some sort.

"What is it?" I give him a small encouraging smile, closing my tired eyes I wait a few minutes before I hear him say, "I love you."

Those three little words are the last thing I hear before drifting off to sleep in his warm arm.
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A/N- Hope this was worth the wait!