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I want something exciting, something that gets my blood pumping, like a man who turns me on just by being near me or looking at me possessively. I want something unpredictable and thrilling, something that makes me look forward to waking up every day.
Maybe that’s the wrong path to go down, and I’m aware it’s not for everyone, but as I slide out of bed and feel my stiff and sore muscles, I’m reminded of how good everything we did last night felt.
Even in the shower, it’s impossible not to reach down and touch my pussy lips, finding them still stretched and sore. And if he was in the shower with me, I’d let him fuck me again—sore or not, I wouldn’t even care.
Last night at dinner, we talked about everything except getting in-depth about what he does every day. It’s the elephant in the room that he obviously wants to ignore, but that’s something I need to know about if we’re going to be together.
Walking down to the kitchen, I greet my mother and stepfather and hear the now-familiar sounds of his favorite music. I grab an apple from the kitchen counter and stride towards the gym.
He’s grunting again while lifting weights this time, his muscles rippling under a tank top. Damn, if my mother wasn’t right upstairs I’d just slide down my shorts and let him take me over the bench. Then again, I’m still pretty sore.
“Good morning.” I wave at him, and he walks to the speakers and turns them off. He grabs a towel and wipes his face, then he quickly scoops me up like I weigh nothing. Although to him, I probably do.
“Littlegattina. How are you feeling this morning?” His hand trails down my bare thigh, and I immediately break out in goosebumps. I open my mouth and no words come out. I can feel myself getting aroused already. He leans in and inhales my scent, and I want to kiss him hard. It’s been only two seconds, and he could tear my clothes off without any resistance. I’ve fallen hard.
I want to reach out and pull his face to mine. To feel him dominate me again. But when I move to kiss him, he turns his head away. “Ah ah, little one. Not here.”
I pout and cross my arms over my chest. That makes him grimace, so I decide to tease him a bit. I step forward and turn around. Before he can understand what’s going on, I grind my mostly-bare ass into his crotch to get him hard. With one simple movement, he tosses me off him and laughs at my expression as I shoot him a look. “My little kitten has claws, I see.”
Teasing him is the fastest way for me to allow him to do whatever he wants. But I have an agenda today, and I’m not budging unless I get an answer. “I want to know what you do. Take me with you today when you’re going to work, or you know, whatever it is that you do all day.”
He laughs again, but this time it’s harsher and more derisive. He raises a finger and waves it in front of me. “Ha, little one. It’s not a place for you. Not a good idea.”
“Don’t tell me that. I’m curious, okay? And I want to see my Daddy in action.” I know that word is like kryptonite to him, and it works like magic. He grits his teeth upon hearing it slide from my lips, but then grabs his phone. It’s been going off pretty much continuously since I came downstairs, and I know that there are probably things he needs to get done.
For a few moments, his attention is on his phone. He types a quick text before he turns to me and sighs, “Be ready just after one o’clock.”
I’m suddenly excited. I get to see his world, the part of him that has remained mysterious even though we’re now lovers. “Yay!” Dutifully, I walk to him and kiss him, but this time it’s demure and on the cheek. But I can’t resist rubbing my breasts against his arm so that he can feel how hard my nipples are. I lean closer and whisper, “I can’t wait.”
His hand reaches around me and grabs my ass, squeezing it as he grabs my chin and kisses me hard, his tongue parting my lips. Immediately, my head is swimming with lust again. His tongue in my mouth, his hands on my butt, and my body pressed against his.
We’re only broken up by my mother calling down the stairs to see if I want anything for breakfast. Even then, the fire in his eyes mirrors my own.
Hopefully when I walk into the kitchen they can’t see the flush on my cheeks. When I do my wish is granted, as neither of them seem to notice. Just like myself and Gio, they only have eyes for each other. I can only hope that the two of us have a love as strong as they do when I’m my mother’s age. It’s so great to finally see my mom in love. I just have to make sure that whatever happens with Gio, it doesn’t affect her relationship with his dad.
I have no idea what to expect spending a day with him, but I can only hope it ends in something close to what happened last night. Even though I’m still a bit sore from riding his massive dick, I can’t wait to be alone with him again.
Chapter Twelve
Gio
Inever really had a problem with my focus. I usually zero in on problems and, at the same time, multi-task on other areas of my “business.” That’s the way it is when you’re the boss—you have to be aware of everything all at once.
But right now, everything is jumbled.
I can’t even think properly after experiencing Gina’s pussy. My mind is in one place, and that’s between her legs—where she tastes so sweet and somehow feels even better.
Sliding my entire length into her for the first time, knowing I was the only man who would ever be inside her, gave me a feeling I’d never felt before. I wasn’t just fucking some random woman, which I wouldn’t do in the first place but in today’s age of hookup culture is prominent from what I understand.
This was something else entirely. This was building something lasting…a real relationship with her, and the start of a family in the process. Our family. Somehow the most beautiful angel I’ve ever laid eyes on agreed to let the devil slide into her life, and I see the duality of it…and need to make a change.
How could any man ever life a life of simple, meaningless hookups, when instead he could feel the depth ofhiswoman, meant for him and only him, sliding up and down my rock-hard shaft and then feeling her body shudder because of what I’m able to do to her.
Her cries, the way she begs me for more. The fact that even though she was sore and had my come leaking out of her, she still wanted to go again within minutes after the first round.
It took a serious Herculean effort to stay apart for the rest of the night, but it was the right thing to do. Her safety, her health, and her emotions come first, middle and last. Period. She’s the priority. Always.
This morning’s workout has been extra hard because I needed to push myself and redirect my excess energy. But when she came and asked me to show her what I did, I was caught off guard, and she sent my mind spinning in different directions.
