FRANCESCA's POV
There is no way he is about to do what I think he is about to do, I thought to myself as my eyes followed him of their own accord.
His fiancee laid on the bed with her legs wide apart and as she fondled her breasts, I could not help but remember how he and I had been the night we had s*x.
He wanted me to watch him sleep f**k her and I pretty much did not have any choice and so I watched him touch her tentatively, stroking the insides of her thighs with his eyes on me.
Those dark green eyes branding me as his fingers continued trailing her thighs before he touched her, flicking her juices with relish into wickedly curved lips.
I felt the breath leave my lungs and the vivid image of him muttering in Italian about how utterly wet and sweet I tasted.
I closed my eyes and
