Alfonsina's Bedroom

He looked at her skeptically and took a few paces forward, holding onto her foot gently,"Is this a game?"

While Cesare was touching her foot , she smiled.

"This is a game of want and wanting."

She said seductively. Then she smiled again.

"The toes are uneven. God has made better feet , I am sure.."

"Not that I have found,"he replied indulgently.

She giggled. She wanted not to end this moment inside her.

"Yes... you are the expert of feet."

"I have found none better,"he replied and stole a glance to her naked leg.

She smiled a little bit again then stopped. She was looking at his eyes again.

"My calf? Is it elegant? Is it smooth?"

She said the last word with a seductive emphasis.

He caught his breath on the last word, his hand travelling slowly and gently up her leg. How easily he could allow his desires to overcome him...

He stopped and took a step back,"What is this game, sis?"

She sighed deeply and pulled her leg back.

"I haven't bedded with someone for ages. Nobody has touched me. I feel like a virgin."

Cesare glanced down and reluctantly replied,"You have the means to change that history I'm sure,"he couldn't bear the thought of her with another...

She looked at him silently for a while. Her desire for him was burning inside her.

"Are you sure?"

After she said there was another silent moment between them. Cesare was wearing a white top. Alfonsina leaned and held his shirt and pulled Cesare to herself , to the bed.

"That this body has enough charms?"

Their faces came close as she pulled him to her. He was weak when she was like this, she held a power over him and so he came onto the bed with no struggle.

He kept quiet for a second and then deeply replied,"I'm certain."

She started to touch his jaw and her hand was moving on it. She was looking his lips directly. Then she moved her hand to his cheek and then his hair. After she had touched his hair , she moved her hand to his jaw again. She wrapped her finger around his jaw and looked at him directly.

"I am a Garcia.. I feel very unloved."

His breathing was short, he could feel his heart beat faster and a desire eat him alive.

"Positively foolish,"he replied as a whisper and glanced at her smooth honey waist.

Her looks went down and she sighed.Her hand was still on his jaw.

"You look but don't touch.."

Then Alfonsina pull him to herself. She was breathing heavily. Their lips were so close.

He could feel her breath, the warmth of her lips. He could feel her move closer and finally moved to kiss her however there was a knock at the door and he abruptly broke away from her.

Their lips touched each other for a very short time. She felt his warmness then suddenly someone knocked the door.

"My lady?"

She lay down and smiled.

"That must be the dressmaker who will fix my dress."

Cesare was standing with a shock still. Alfonsina looked at him and smiled while playing with her hair.

"You should leave us , brother."

Cesare glanced around him, feeling numb, unsure what to say or do. He backed to the door,"Yeah...of course."

He finally shut the door behind him and paused for a moment to catch his breath before leaving.

She was smiling but she was dying inside. Why did they have to come right that moment? After Cesare left she invited the dressmaker to her room. But she promised herself that it would continue.