“You love me?” I still couldn’t believe what I had heard. Was this a dream, or was I just hearing what I wanted to hear, even though it seemed impossible? Does Gio love me?
“I love you, Millie,” he repeated what he had said earlier. My heart raced so much that at first, I thought I might have a heart attack or palpitations due to the rapid pounding in my chest.
“Is that a joke?” I tried to convince myself to believe what he was saying, but there was a part of me that was rejecting the idea that this was actually happening.
Gio sighed. “Do I look like someone who knows how to joke?” My lips quivered as I realized he wasn’t kidding. It still felt like a dream, but I was slowly accepting the truth of his words.
He loves me! Gio loves me! My love was once one-sided, but now it’s reciprocated!
“You love me too, don’t you?”
I mustered the strength to look at Gio. I met his intense gaze before nodding in response.
“I love you, Gio.” I whispered. Tears welled up in my eyes. I never expected us to reach this point. When Gio told me he couldn’t love, I had resigned myself to a loveless marriage for the rest of my life.
I saw a small, relieved smile on Gio’s lips, and I couldn’t help but smile in return. Though it was subtle and small, witnessing Gio’s smile was a significant moment for me.
He pulled me closer to him, and I didn’t resist, allowing Gio to guide me. I placed my hand on his neck, and we shared an intimate and passionate kiss, unlike any of our previous kisses.
“I love you,” I declared between our kisses. I saw his smile again before he kissed me once more.
Gio lifted me with his strong arms, and I clung to his neck as we continued our passionate embrace.
With a few steps, we reached the bed. He gently laid me down, and as my back met the soft mattress, I opened my eyes. I met Gio’s gaze, filled with emotion, as if he allowed me to see everything I needed to see.
“This is making love, Millie. Learn to know the difference between me being intimate with you and truly making love with you.”
I bit my lip. The way he said those words made me giddy. He became even more attractive in my eyes because I knew he loved me too.
Gio’s knees were on the bed, and I wrapped my legs around his thighs, straddling him.
Gio slowly reached for the end of his shirt and quickly removed it. His beautifully sculpted body was exposed before me.
I slowly raised my body, propping one elbow on the bed while my other hand traced a path down his body, from his chest to his v-line. Once again, I spotted his tattoo, the meaning of which remained a mystery to me.
Gio took hold of my hand and pinned it above my head on the bed. As he did, I found myself lying back on the mattress.
I let out a soft laugh, momentarily interrupted when Gio gently lifted my chin, directing my gaze towards him. He ran his thumb along my lip, causing a subtle parting of my lips. Each breath I took became warmer and heavier due to his actions.
His fingers roamed over me, and when they brushed against my chest, I let out a gasp. He played with my nipple, creating small, tantalizing circles around it, causing shivers even though I was still clothed.
Gio kissed me once more as he continued to explore my chest. Each of his actions elicited a soft moan from me.
“Take off your clothes; we won’t be needing that,” he commanded.
In the past, Gio would often impatiently rip my clothes off, but this time, he was different. I noticed that his movements were more deliberate compared to our previous encounters.
Now, we were both completely naked. His arousal stood proudly before me, the mere sight of which was enough to make my pulse quicken.
Uncontrollably, I reached for his manhood, and raised my hand and did something I had only done once before-back in his office when he was appointed the new CEO of our company.
I observed how Gio watched me intently as I moved my hand up and down.
“Does it feel good, Gio?” My own voice sounded foreign to me, sultry, not my usual tone.
“Yes, continue what you’re doing, baby,” he replied in a breathy voice.
I continued for a moment before bringing my lips closer, but Gio stopped me.
“I have a better idea,” he said.
I gasped as Gio lifted me and turned me around. My posterior now faced his face, while I was in front of his crotch. We were in a standing 69 position!
I held onto his thighs, slowly taking him into my mouth. As I felt his tongue on my sensitive area, I moaned while still having him in my mouth.
“I’m coming!” I couldn’t hold back due to Gio’s expert tongue. I didn’t stop pleasuring him until he reached his climax. It didn’t take long before I felt it in my mouth.
“ugh fuck!”
Gio released into my mouth. Without much thought, I let myself savor the warmth of his liquid. I swallowed it.
He settled me back on the bed quickly, hovering over me. “You swallowed my semen?” he inquired, his voice tinged with amusement.
I nodded, biting my lip. Gio grinned and kissed me. “Bad girl, I can taste my cum in your mouth. Did you taste yours?”
I licked my lower lip and nodded in response. Our breaths quickened, and despite feeling breathless, we didn’t stop. Gio raised my leg and rested it on his shoulder, and I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip as I felt his touch at my entrance.
“Please…”
“You don’t have to beg; I’ll put it inside.” Gio swiftly entered me, and I clung to the bedsheets as he thrust deeply.
The way he moved was so different. It was slow, gentle, and filled with affection. I could feel Gio’s love in every motion. My husband, though not aggressive, was doing this like he did before.
“Ah… ah…”
It was incredible. There were no words to describe what Gio was making me feel.
He held onto my waist as he thrust deep inside me. Once again, I moaned loudly due to his actions. I also felt Gio’s hand on my core, and while he continued to move within me, he played with my clit. It was a double pleasure! I didn’t know where to hold on to remain sane amidst the intense sensations Gio was creating.
“Gio, I’m going to cum!” I was about to climax for the second time.
“Come for me, baby.” My body trembled as he brought me to an orgasm.
Gio lay back on the bed, and I got up. I stroked his cock, sucking it again, before repositioning myself. We hadn’t tried this position before because Gio usually had control.
“I want to sit on your cock…” I said, realizing my face might be beyond salvage at this point.