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kissed her, and it was sweet, yet hot. Vivienne felt closer to him, and more intimate, if that was possible. The memory of him hot inside her throat lingered. The interlude with Jacob had been intense, and Vivienne knew she’d want to do it again. There seemed to be no end to what they could do together, no boundaries to their passion.
Chapter 7
Later that night, Jacob held Vivienne while she slept, but he was awake long after she drifted off. He wouldn’t soon forget deep-throating, especially the way Vivienne had done it. She had her own way of touching him and making him feel good. She had her own brand of sexuality and eroticism, turning each scene into something amazing. He couldn’t get enough of Vivienne, and now craved her beyond endurance.
The trip to Italy was only days away, and Jacob welcomed it. He would have Vivienne to himself, which was how he preferred it. He looked forward to returning to his villa in Tuscany, where they’d have the beauty of the countryside along with the use of his playroom. It wasn’t as large as the one at the penthouse, but more than adequate.
Tuscany was home to some of Italy’s most notable wine regions, and Jacob had visited often. With each trip he’d become more enchanted with the sheer beauty of Central Italy, so had purchased the villa in the Chianti wine region. He’d stayed there for weeks at a time, immersed in the wine-tasting experience, and developing relationships for Rinaldi Imports.
The day they arrived in Tuscany, the temperatures had dropped from the summer highs, although the weather was still warm and pleasant. Leaving the airport, Jacob noticed the buzz of traffic in Florence. The locals had returned from their annual August holidays, even though there were still quite a few tourists.
The villa was near the town of Greve, about twenty minutes from the airport. When the driver escorted them into the back seat of the car, Jacob said, “September is a great month to visit here. The weather is not too hot, but not cold either. There can be a bit of rain, but otherwise it’s a good time for outdoor activities.”
“It’s still tourist season, isn’t it?” Vivienne said.
“It’s considered the last part of the peak season, but the seaside resorts are less crowded. It should be fine for us.”
The drive to the villa was lovely, and Vivienne watched the scenery out the window. “It’s so pretty,” she said, more than once.
Stretching between Florence and Siena in the heart of Tuscany, the Chianti wine region portrayed romantic Italy. The terra-cotta-roofed towns and patchwork of vineyards adorned the sun-dappled hillsides. There were a lot of hidden gems amid the winding roads and rolling hills.
“There’s a lot I want to show you while we’re here,” Jacob said.
As the villa came into view, above the rolling vista of green and gold hues, Jacob pointed to the building. Situated on a hillside, the estate had a vegetable garden, a row of olive trees, and many lavender bushes. The caretaker stayed in the cottage on the property, tending to it even when Jacob was away.
They drove up the winding gravel driveway, lined with cypress trees, then got out to look at the panoramic views. “Jacob, this is stunning. I can’t wait to see inside.”
The interior was welcoming and felt like home. The walls were a sunny yellow and the high wood-beamed ceilings gave the space an expansive feel. There were huge arched doorways with brick trim connecting all the main rooms. All the floors were tile, the furniture was polished wood, and there was a massive stone fireplace in the adjoining room.
Vivienne strolled around, looking at everything like a wide-eyed child. In the gourmet kitchen, she spun to face him. “All I can say is… wow .”
Jacob smiled and pulled her into his arms for a kiss. “It’s good to have you here with me. And I know you are going to enjoy Tuscany.”
That first day, they didn’t want to go out, so they ate at home.
Chapter 7
Later that night, Jacob held Vivienne while she slept, but he was awake long after she drifted off. He wouldn’t soon forget deep-throating, especially the way Vivienne had done it. She had her own way of touching him and making him feel good. She had her own brand of sexuality and eroticism, turning each scene into something amazing. He couldn’t get enough of Vivienne, and now craved her beyond endurance.
The trip to Italy was only days away, and Jacob welcomed it. He would have Vivienne to himself, which was how he preferred it. He looked forward to returning to his villa in Tuscany, where they’d have the beauty of the countryside along with the use of his playroom. It wasn’t as large as the one at the penthouse, but more than adequate.
Tuscany was home to some of Italy’s most notable wine regions, and Jacob had visited often. With each trip he’d become more enchanted with the sheer beauty of Central Italy, so had purchased the villa in the Chianti wine region. He’d stayed there for weeks at a time, immersed in the wine-tasting experience, and developing relationships for Rinaldi Imports.
The day they arrived in Tuscany, the temperatures had dropped from the summer highs, although the weather was still warm and pleasant. Leaving the airport, Jacob noticed the buzz of traffic in Florence. The locals had returned from their annual August holidays, even though there were still quite a few tourists.
The villa was near the town of Greve, about twenty minutes from the airport. When the driver escorted them into the back seat of the car, Jacob said, “September is a great month to visit here. The weather is not too hot, but not cold either. There can be a bit of rain, but otherwise it’s a good time for outdoor activities.”
“It’s still tourist season, isn’t it?” Vivienne said.
“It’s considered the last part of the peak season, but the seaside resorts are less crowded. It should be fine for us.”
The drive to the villa was lovely, and Vivienne watched the scenery out the window. “It’s so pretty,” she said, more than once.
Stretching between Florence and Siena in the heart of Tuscany, the Chianti wine region portrayed romantic Italy. The terra-cotta-roofed towns and patchwork of vineyards adorned the sun-dappled hillsides. There were a lot of hidden gems amid the winding roads and rolling hills.
“There’s a lot I want to show you while we’re here,” Jacob said.
As the villa came into view, above the rolling vista of green and gold hues, Jacob pointed to the building. Situated on a hillside, the estate had a vegetable garden, a row of olive trees, and many lavender bushes. The caretaker stayed in the cottage on the property, tending to it even when Jacob was away.
They drove up the winding gravel driveway, lined with cypress trees, then got out to look at the panoramic views. “Jacob, this is stunning. I can’t wait to see inside.”
The interior was welcoming and felt like home. The walls were a sunny yellow and the high wood-beamed ceilings gave the space an expansive feel. There were huge arched doorways with brick trim connecting all the main rooms. All the floors were tile, the furniture was polished wood, and there was a massive stone fireplace in the adjoining room.
Vivienne strolled around, looking at everything like a wide-eyed child. In the gourmet kitchen, she spun to face him. “All I can say is… wow .”
Jacob smiled and pulled her into his arms for a kiss. “It’s good to have you here with me. And I know you are going to enjoy Tuscany.”
That first day, they didn’t want to go out, so they ate at home.
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