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My husband was insanely gorgeous. I couldn’t keep my hands off him. I also found that he was just as insatiable as I was. We set a new Simone record for the number of orgasms in one night. I knew it was our honeymoon, but I never expected to fuck this much in one night. I sure as hell wasn’t complaining, though. Nicolo was a beast in bed. Pair his stamina with that anaconda in his pants, and I needed to run to confession to atone for all the dirty deeds I wanted to do to him.
After spending the entire post wedding day in bed loving on each other, Nicolo decided we would go out adventuring the next day. I was dying to see the city where my man grew up. On day two, he took me to Old Town Bari, where the local ladies made home made pasta by hand. I was so fascinated with the process that I stood watching. I couldn’t understand them, but Nicolo translated for me. That was something I would have to rectify when we returned home. I wanted to be able to speak his native tongue.
One of the older ladies welcomed me to sit with her and learn how to make gnocchi. Nicolo patiently waited and relayed the woman’s instructions to me. By the end of my lesson, I was an expert on how to roll the dough just right. I was in love with this city, the people, and everything about it. As we were leaving, I saw Nicolo slide the woman some money for her trouble. It sounded like she refused it, but he insisted.
Making our way further into the old city, we found a café where he had an espresso, I had hot tea, and we shared some biscotti. Though it was a warm day, our drink choices just felt right. I didn’t go to Italy to drink Pepsi. I could do that at home.
The marketplace was everything I had hoped it would be. There were so many cute tchotchkes it made my head spin. Every booth we passed tried to sell us their finest items. Nicolo was a real trooper, putting up with me stopping and picking up several items. I wanted to interact with the people and get a sense of the culture. I felt eyes on me and shrugged it off as the locals not being used to seeing black people. No other person of color had crossed our paths since we had been there, outside of my family. Still, the feeling was a bit eerie.
The rest of the day was filled with sightseeing and great authentic Italian food. I was in heaven. I spent half an hour trying to convince Nicolo to take me to the beach, but he refused. What good was going to a coastal town in Italy and not see the beach. He promised to take me to a private beach the next day if I left him alone. I zipped my lip and continued with his plans. There is nothing like a private beach. Maybe we could have sex on the beach, and I wasn’t talking about the drink.
“Baby, can we please go to the beach? I need to feel the sand in between my toes. I am dying to smell the ocean and splash around in that blue water.”
“Not today, Brazen. I have the entire day planned for us. The beach is tomorrow. I’m taking you to a private beach where you can splash all day long. But only if you stop pestering me.”
“Okay, okay! I guess I can wait until tomorrow, but I swear, if I don’t get to see that beach tomorrow, I am going to scream.”
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