I couldn’t help but smile at his attempt to express himself. He probably thought that speaking like this would appease me, and he wasn’t wrong.
“I just want us to be okay, Millie. I don’t want us to fight. I don’t want you to drift away.”
I still couldn’t believe what was happening. It felt surreal to see Gio like this, vulnerable and not his usual cold and dangerous self. My shoulders slumped, and I tightly held his hand. I was brave enough to admit that I was in the wrong.
“Sorry too, Gio. I understand where you’re coming from, but I just can’t accept the idea that you still see me as unable to protect myself. Isn’t that why I’ve been training? So you won’t have to worry too much because you know I can handle it. I took it too far, and it led to these past few days of not speaking to each other. I saw your efforts to reach out to me, but I… I just remained stubborn.” I sadly smiled at him. “I miss you, too.”
I noticed a slight brightening of his expression at my words, though he still tried to conceal it. Oh, this man. When will he allow his emotions to fully surface?
“Do you mean it?” he asked.
I nodded with a genuine smile this time. “I mean it, Gio.”
“Say it again, Millie.”
My smile widened as he requested.
My hand reached for his cheek, gently caressing it before I said, “I miss you, too, Gio. I miss you so much.”
My fingers traced his face, from his cheek to his lips and down to his neck.
“I miss your touch, your lips, and your kisses.”
My hand traveled down his arm. “I miss your hugs and cuddling with you.”
Gio’s smoldering expression never left me, and I had to bite my lip again.
“And I miss having all-night… well, intimate moments with you.”
I chuckled softly, inserting a bit of humor to lighten the mood.
“Uh-huh, I miss that, too.”
He tucked a few strands of my hair behind my ear, and I felt his hand lightly brush my cheek.
We fell into a comfortable silence after that, staring at each other in the dimly lit road. There weren’t many cars passing by at this late hour. It was just Gio and me.
I didn’t notice myself slowly inching closer to Gio. Even though I was aware of it, I didn’t stop myself. I closed my eyes, feeling our lips gently meet.
Gio’s hand slid from my cheek to the nape of my neck as our lips moved with intensity. I knew we were both craving each other’s kisses because we hadn’t done anything like this in days.
“Hmm…”
Gio’s tongue slipped into my mouth, and I responded eagerly. I let my hand wrap around him.
After a moment, we reluctantly pulled away, a strand of our saliva visible as we broke the kiss.
I was breathless from our passionate kiss, but I didn’t falter in locking eyes with Gio. His eyes were filled with raw desire, and so were mine.
“Backseat, Millie,” he commanded in a dominating tone.
I took a deep breath before obediently moving to the backseat, swift in my response.
“Hope you’re a fan of car intimacy, because I don’t have the patience to wait until we get home,” he remarked as he followed me to the backseat. He adjusted the backseat to make us both comfortable. Luckily, it was an SUV, spacious enough for such a scenario.
I believed him when he said he lacked patience because, once he settled in the backseat and ensured I was in a comfortable position, he swiftly removed his belt and pants, even pulling mine down with one hand. Now, the only articles of clothing left for both of us were our upper garments.
He touched my most intimate place, and the tip of his manhood delved into me slowly.
“Ahh…” I couldn’t help but release a moan, even though he hadn’t penetrated deeply yet. I was incredibly sensitive, and his gentle touch sent shivers down my spine.
Gio moved slowly, and I could feel his gradual entry. I arched my back, moaning loudly. His deep voice and the explicit language only fueled my arousal further.
“My cock is sliding in effortlessly because you’re so wet,” he said in that deep voice. His dirty talk didn’t help my state, as I only grew hotter.
I was restless, my hair sticking to my face. Gio reached over to remove the strands from my face.
“I want to see your face while I make love to you, Millie,” he murmured as he began thrusting. I groaned and moaned, gripping the seat’s fabric. His thrusts were slow and deep, and I could feel him entirely within me.
With one more slow, profound thrust, I gasped, “Gio!” I grabbed onto his shoulders and dug my nails into his skin. His kisses descended to my neck, and I could feel him sucking on my skin, marking me again.
“I miss you,” he whispered to me, all while maintaining a rapid rhythm.
I could feel my climax building up, my inner muscles clenching, and I knew Gio felt it too.
“cum, Millie. cum for me,” he urged, and I was too overwhelmed to respond. My words were drowned by my moans, and I let out a loud cry as I felt myself release.
My entire body trembled, and Gio was not done with me yet. After a few more deep thrusts, I could feel his warm release inside me.
Gio allowed himself to collapse onto me. I embraced him and played with his hair as we both caught our breath. He was still inside me, still firm. I smiled to myself, thinking this wouldn’t be the end of it, would it?
I planted a soft kiss on the side of his head, unsure if he even noticed it. I just had this sudden urge to kiss him. I really loved Gio, and even though we were married, I didn’t know how to express it to someone like him.
He gave my shoulder a light kiss before gently moving away from atop me. He grabbed a tissue and quickly cleaned us up. Aside from the fantastic intimacy with Gio, I couldn’t deny that I looked forward to the aftercare he provided. He always cleaned me and, while he might not cuddle often, he did it for me. He never made me feel worthless after being intimate.
Some men, based on what I’ve read in books, would simply leave a woman after they both found release, without a thought about whether she had achieved satisfaction. To them, what mattered was that they got their own pleasure. But with Gio, he always ensured that I reached orgasm first, and if he finished earlier, he’d still make sure I climaxed. He wouldn’t just leave me hanging.
That’s why I was always fulfilled by our intimacy.