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Everie

ThefirstthingI wanted to do once we reached Venice was change and head right back out, but it is a long flight so instead, I’m soaking in my bath listening to a random romance audiobook. I don’t know what’s going on or where their story is going, but I’m enjoying it.

“Space for one more?” I hear Walt come into the hotel bathroom.

“Yes.” He napped and since I couldn’t sleep, I’ve been trying to relax.

Shutting my eyes, I hear and feel as Walt steps into the spatial tub. His legs rub against mine and I smile. “I thought you said no dick for me.”

Walt chuckles. “I did, didn’t I?”

This makes me laugh along with him and then we grow quiet as Walt lifts my foot, placing it in between him.

“Would you have really looked for a place for both of us if I said I was uncomfortable?” I ask Walt.

“Yeah, I would have.”

“But your family. I would never take you away from your family. They’ve been without you for so long, I couldn’t have done that to you.” Opening my eyes, I look at him, the audiobook forgotten.

“I know that. Do you even have a selfish bone in your body?” Walt kisses my foot.

“I do.”

“When have you done something just for yourself?”

“Fell in love with you.” I answer honestly.

Walt’s brow furrow. “How’s that selfish?”

“It’s selfish because I know better. I’ve always known better but I just I wanted what you were offering. Whatever expression was in your eye, I wanted to be part of it. I still do, and it’s downright selfish. I don’t want to share you, I don’t want to even hear that you gave others the chance to get what I’m getting,” I laugh, covering my face for a second. “I know I sound crazy as hell or a tad bit insane.”

“A tad bit?” Walt teases.

I roll my eyes and yank my foot out of his hands. He laughs and wraps his fingers around my ankle, pulling my entire body toward his. I yelp but he catches me, circling his arm around my waist and lifting me up. He doesn’t simply slide me down into his lap instead, his one hand slips under the water and he slides me down on his dick.

I gasp as my fingers dig into his shoulders.

“Walt,” I whisper because I can’t speak properly.

“Show me I’m yours, Everie. Claim what’s yours.” He grunts as he takes my lips in a scorching kiss.

My body moves as I use his shoulders as leverage. The feeling builds up higher and higher until I feel like I’m going to burst into a thousand pieces of nothingness. Ripping my lips away from Walt’s, throwing my head back doesn’t help the intensity of the moment, nor does Walt sucking and teasing each nipple.

“Oh, Disney,” I moan out and my mind goes back to the same moment when I was on the yacht riding him like I never wanted to leave.

I think I’m in love… I uttered back then, and Walt chuckled. Fuck me like you love me then. He replied.

My body jerks the second Walt slaps my midsection. His fingers glide into my hair as he tugs me to his body. My eyes connect with his and I don’t have to say. I never had to because he knew.

He got under my skin in one night too.

We did exactly what we said we were going to do. In Venice, before we had dinner, Walt brought me around. It’s like he remembers, but at the same time doesn’t. Like muscle memory.

He brought me to his favorite spots; we visited St. Mark’s Basilica and while Walt calls me a nerd; he knows so much about the history of the place; I had to do a double take that I took the right twin on this trip.

The knowledge didn’t stop there. It continued when we went to the Doge’s palace, the Gondola tour and for the icing on the cake, the Piazza San Marco.

Every time I’d stare wide eyed at him, he’d shrug his shoulders and say, “what?” As if he didn’t know, he was shocking me more and more.

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