Capello Brothers 3 Train My Heart by J'aimee Brooker

bags and exhausted from a day
of sightseeing, shopping, and snacking, Imogen pulled out the map
Luca had given her.
    Spreading the
map out on the floor of the loungeroom, Imogen knelt before it,
“How long are we staying Luca?”
    “In Verona, or
Italy?” he replied, walking out from the bedroom.
    Imogen couldn’t
help but smile, “Italy?” she asked.
    “Do we need to
put a time on it, Im? Let’s just enjoy ourselves, figure out the
details later”, he offered, peeling his shirt off and settling
behind her on the floor. “Come here” he whispered, pulling her back
onto his lap, “I’m glad you’re here; you make everything
right”.
    “I love you,
Luca” she replied, resting her head against his chest and closing
her eyes.
     
     
     
    When they woke,
on the loungeroom floor still curled around the outspread map,
hours later it was dark. The evening had already settled in; music
was serenading from the streets below and the smells of traditional
Italian foods reached their room with ease.
     
    “Im, wake up”
Luca roused gently, “do you want to go get some dinner?”
    “Noooo!” she
moaned exaggeratedly, “I’m too tired! I don’t care about eating, I
just want to sleep…”
    “Too bad missy”
he replied, hoisting her over his shoulder and striding to the
bathroom.
    “No, Luca. I
want to sleep” she complained, as he made quick work of stripping
her naked.
    As he reached
in to turn on the shower, Imogen made a playful run for the door
but barely made it a step away before Luca’s firm hands found her
waist and pulled her back to him. With one hand wrapped tightly
around her breasts and his other sliding tantalizingly slowly down
her body, Imogen gave in to his touch and relaxed back into
him.
    “Shower, food,
then bed” he commanded, lifting her into the shower before
stripping and joining her.
    As she stood
under the stream of water and slowly began to wake up, she asked,
“How about we head off tomorrow? I was thinking we could train
across to Venice?”
    “Is that what
you want?” he asked suggestively, reaching behind her for the
bodywash and gently running his soapy hands across her body;
feeling her melt into his touch.
    “I want you,
now, Luca” she replied breathlessly, his fingertips trailing from
her breasts down the line of her waist before landing firmly on her
hips.
    “Now?” he
teased, sliding one arm under her ass and hoisting her gently
against the shower wall taking her mouth in his as she moaned for
release.
    Lowering her
gently downward and onto his length, Luca gave over to her hastened
speed and need, her rhythm gaining momentum and quickly bringing
them both to climax.
    “So, Venice
tomorrow?” he asked, as their breathing slowly returned to
normal.
    “Is that
ok?”
    “Oh, Im, you’ve
just given me a new appreciation for water—Venice sounds perfect”
he smiled.

CHAPTER
TWENTY-TWO

    “You ok, Luca?”
Imogen asked, feeling slightly concerned at Luca’s stand-offish
behavior. Every since they’d decided to head to Venice, he’d seemed
distant.
    “Yep, not too
much longer to go”
    “You seem a
bit… distant”
    “No” he
replied, pulling her in close, “I think I’m just a bit over train
travel. I’ve done more in the past two weeks than in my entire
life” he exaggerated, rolling his eyes for effect and lightening
the mood between them. “What do you want to do when we get there?”
he asked.
    “Everything—a
gondola ride, we could trip out to the islands and do some shop—ah
I meant exploring, I’d love to do a trip down the Grande Canal…”
she trailed off, “What do you want to do?”
    “I’d be lying
if I said I was impressed with the thought of more shopping—“ he
laughed, “but, I’m happy to follow your lead; as long as you keep
me well-fed and satisfied” he winked.
    “I thought you
were satisfied, Luca? God knows, I’m exhausted from keeping up with
your ‘satisfaction’” she whispered back, suddenly conscious of