I don't even know how much time passed, but I know I woke up lying on my husband's living room couch, with his jacket draped over my legs. After he finished me off in the best way possible, with hot, delicious sex, I fell asleep right there.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Alessandro sitting at his desk, working as if nothing had happened, with a more than professional demeanor and ready to conquer the world. He looked very sexy, sitting with a finger on his face, absorbed in a note. He was beautifully dressed in a white shirt and a charcoal gray vest. I sat quietly watching him; he was so handsome.

Alessandro looked up and smiled at me. His smile was dazzling and made me melt, sighing for him. He put his pen down on the table and stood up, walking toward me slowly.

"How are you, my angel?" he asked in that husky voice that made my knees weak.

"I'm doing wonderfully!"

"Oh really?" He gave a short laugh. "And may I ask why you're feeling so good?"

"Oh, it's just that I was really well-fuc