Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
I was happy.
A few minutes later, her eyes fluttered open. She looked right at me, the same smile coming over her lips. “Just like it used to be…”
I usually woke up first, and I spent my morning staring at her until she was ready to wake up. My body wanted to roll her to her back and thrust between her legs, but my heart was content just being like this. “But better.”
She ran her hand up my chest, her eyes still sleepy. She released a sigh of contentment, enjoying my presence as much as I enjoyed hers.
I was so glad I got on that plane.
“I forgot to thank you for dinner.”
“You showed your appreciation, Bellissima.” My hand brought hers to my mouth. I kissed her small fingers gently before I returned them to my chest.
“Sex gets me food?” she teased.
“It can get you whatever you want.”
Her alarm went off on her nightstand, and she sighed before she turned over and switched it off. Her bare back was exposed, smooth skin with the exception of a few scars. “I have class.”
I forgot about the real world whenever we were together. “Are you going to go?”
She shook her head before she came back to me. “I doubt I’ll ever get out of this bed.”
“Because I’m in it?” I moved underneath the sheets until I was on top of her. My legs parted hers until I was nestled perfectly between her thighs. My hands sank into the mattress on either side of her tits. With a quick tilt of my hips, I pressed my cock against her entrance.
Her arms circled my neck, and she locked her ankles against my lower back. “I miss morning sex…”
I slid the rest of the way inside her until I was buried to the hilt. I closed my eyes as I treasured the feel of her wet tightness. I used to do this every single day of my life. I’d never take it for granted again. There was nowhere I’d rather be than right here. “I miss this pussy.”
“She missed you too.”
I thrust into her gradually, making love a lot slower than we did last night. My eyes were locked on hers, and she looked stunning in the morning light. Her skin was glowing from a great night of sleep, and her eyes sparkled in a special way. Her nails teased me gently as her feet dragged me back toward her. “Bellissima…”
“I miss hearing you call me that.”
I sealed my mouth over hers and kissed her as I continued to rock deeply inside her. I pushed myself as far as I could go without hurting her then pulled out again. Her mattress was soft like a cloud, and her pussy was like a slice of heaven.
I couldn’t think straight. All I could do was feel—feel all of her.
She came quicker than usual, squeezing my dick and digging her nails into my muscles.
I wanted to keep going, but after her little performance, I wouldn’t be able to sustain this passion without needing a release. I came shortly after she did, filling her pussy with all of the seed I could fit inside.
I stayed on top of her because I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stay right there, between her legs where I belonged. No amount of hunger could get me into the kitchen. I’d rather just eat her.
The sleepiness was gone from her eyes. A small smile was on her lips, just for me.
We still hadn’t said anything of substance to one another. The second I was back in her life, it was exactly what it used to be before. The house wasn’t the same, the town was foreign, and her world was nothing like mine.
But that didn’t change us.
Her nails dragged down my arms as her hands moved to the mattress. “Why are you here?”
My hand slid into her hair, and I cradled her head in my palm. “You know why.”
Her eyes softened. “I tried not to think about you…but it was impossible.”
“I never stopped thinking about you. Every day.”
She brushed her nose against mine. “Your bed hasn’t been filled with others?”
“Just you.”
Her eyes softened again.
I didn’t ask her the same because I already knew the answer. “We can spend the rest of the day like this, but let’s leave in the morning. I want to get you home where you belong.”
It was the first time she’d shown sadness since I arrived. Her eyes fell, and her smile disappeared. “Leave?”
I’d assumed that’s what would happen. “Are you saying you want to stay?” I’d do anything for this woman, but I didn’t belong in a place like this. The population was too dense. There wasn’t enough privacy. I had a business back home. There was nothing for me—except her.
“I just…I can’t leave.”
“Why not?”
“My parents. After everything they’ve been through, I can’t just take off again. They’re so happy having me here. It’s like a massive boulder has been lifted off their shoulders. I can’t hurt them again… I can’t.”