I let the hot water run over my head as I put my head into my hands to try to calm myself down. Don’t fuck this up.
She’s here.
Fifteen minutes later I walk out of my apartment and enter the fire stairs, I can’t risk someone seeing the light on the elevator go from my apartment up to hers. I take the stairs two at a time and arrive at her floor, I open the door slightly and peer out. I don’t know why I’m doing this, I already know that nobody can get up to her floor. With my heart in my throat, I press her doorbell and I hear it echo inside. My palms are sweating, my heart is hammering and damn it, why does she affect me so much.
The door opens in a rush and there stands my beautiful angel. Her long dark hair is out and her big welcoming smile instantly dissipates all my fears.
Calm falls over me and I take her into my arms, her body melts against mine and we hold each other close.
“Thank God you’re here,” she whispers into my neck, I hug her tighter.
Damn it, it’s been too long.
We kiss, and it’s as if the entire earth spins on its axis. This is all that matters, me and her. As long as we’re together is all that matters.
We kiss again and again, the urgency building between us. She goes to drop to her knees and I hold her up to keep her close. “I need to kiss you.”
She smiles against my lips. “Are you knocking me back?”
I chuckle. “For the moment.” I lead her into the apartment and sit down on the couch and pull her down onto my lap.
I’m lost, lost in a sea of perfect kisses, to the power this woman has over me.
“I love you,” she whispers as her eyes search mine.
Emotion overwhelms me, the erection tents my pants and she spreads her legs over mine, searching for a deeper connection. For a long time, we kiss, tender and loving and my hands are on her hips guiding her body over mine.
She shudders and I know she’s close, damn it…not yet, I want to kiss her like this forever.
I need to be inside her, I slide her panties off and pull my cock out, she goes up onto her knees and I guide myself into her. I swipe the tip of my cock through her wet lips, she’s dripping wet and I’m rock hard.
The ultimate combination.
We stare at each other as I slowly slide into the hilt, we both moan in pleasure.
Fuck.
A perfect intimacy runs between us as she slowly rocks on my cock. Her tight body rippling around mine.
Finally.
“I love you.” I whisper up at her in awe. “So, so much.”
Francesca
The light peeks through the sides of the drapes and I inhale deeply with a stretch, I’m relaxed and so sleepy. What time is it? I drag my eyes open and am met by big brown ones. Giuliano is lying on his side, propped up on his elbow watching me, he reaches over and pushes my hair back from my forehead with a soft smile. “Hi.
I smile shyly and lean over and kiss his big beautiful lips. “Hi.” He puts his arm around me and pulls me to his chest and we lie sated in each other’s arms.
“What a night.” I feel him smile above me.
I giggle as his lips rest on my temple and it’s the weirdest thing, it’s like we’re sharing the one body. Nothing between us, our hearts beating as one. We made love all night, whispered sweet nothings under the covers until the wee hours.
Intoxicated by the sheer happiness of being together. And this is it, the epitome of love. How it should be.
I’ve never felt so close to anyone and I know I never will, he’s the one.
The man I was born to love.
“What are we doing today?” I beam over at my handsome man.
“We….” His eyebrows flick up as if surprised. “There’s a word I….” His voice trails off.
“You haven’t heard before?”
He smiles above me. “I kind of like it.”
I sit up to look at him as I fake horror. “Well, you better.”
He chuckles and rolls me over onto my back and holds my hands over my head. “Or what?”
“Or you’re going to get it,” I tease. “That’s what.”
“And you’re going to give it to me?” He widens his eyes in jest as he spreads my legs with his knee. “Go on then, tough guy.” He kisses me. “Do it now.”
I struggle to break free as I laugh out loud and he stares down at me, we fall serious.
“What’s that look?” I whisper.
“You look….” He frowns as if searching for the right words.
I smile hopefully, I like this game.
“Disgusting.”
“What?” I burst out laughing. “Disgusting?” I gasp.
He rolls us over so that I am on top of him. “Disgustingly fuckable.”
I sit up as I straddle his body, his hand reaches up and cups my breast, his thumb brushes back and forth over my nipple.
We fall silent as we stare at each other, the magic swirling between us.
“It’s you who’s disgusting,” I say.
He smiles up at me. “I know that for certain.” He grabs the back of my head and drags me down to him and kisses me. “We’re disgustingly perfect for each other.” l laugh against his lips, he’s right, to hell with the world.
We are.
I turn and look at my behind in the mirror, my tight black dress fits in all the right places. “Are you getting ready or not?” I call.
“Not,” Giuliano replies flatly from the living room. “You go, I’ll wait here for you.”
I walk out to see him lying on the couch, totally uninterested, and I put my hands on my hips. “Why don’t you want to go to dinner with Anna and Carlo?”
He rolls his eyes. “Because I don’t.” He exhales heavily and turns the television off then throws the remote onto the ottoman.
“Why not?”
“It pisses me off that I can’t touch you and they get to fawn all over each other after knowing each other for all of five fucking minutes.”
I sit down on his lap. “I know, but don’t you want to go out?” I kiss him and brush the hair back from his forehead. “We can’t just stay in this apartment and have sex all the time.”
He raises an eyebrow. “Works for me.”
“Giuliano, we need to get used to acting as friends.”
His unimpressed eyes hold mine.
“I mean…we have to do it for a lifetime.”
He pushes me off his lap and stands in a rush, he goes to the window and stares out over the view. He’s not okay with this arrangement, I can tell already.
I shouldn’t have said that.
“Hey.” I hug him from behind. “As long as we’re together, right?” I kiss his shoulder. “Nobody said this was going to be easy, we knew it was going to be like this.”
He keeps staring out the window in silence and if the truth be told, he’s struggling with this secret a lot more than I am. It isn’t in his nature to lie. Giuliano is used to being exactly who he is.
I, however, have been lying about our relationship since the day we met.
“Look, I promised Anna I would come, I can’t back out now.”
He nods, seemingly deep in thought.