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“I’m okay, Mom.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not. I thought I was going to see my daughter die.”
I sigh. My parents already lost one child. I have to be more empathetic to their fears. I know how they grieved after my brother died. I don’t want to put them through that again.
“We’re safer here than just about anywhere else in the world. Get some rest. It’s been a long morning already. We’ll figure this out in a few hours. Love you.”
“Love you.”
I drag myself into the bathroom and discover a packet of Epsom salt on the side of the bathtub. I pour almost half of it in as I run the water. I strip out of my borrowed clothes and fold them. I’d be happy to never see them again, so I don’t have reminders of today. I slip into the water that’s a little too hot, but I suck it up. I’m careful to keep my bandaged hand out of the water. I’ve almost drifted off when I feel hands gently pressing me forward. Then I recognize Enzo’s body as he slips into the tub behind me. He must have put on fresh waterproof bandages. I sigh and return to almost being asleep, especially when he rubs my shoulders.
“Daddy, do you have to go out tonight?”
“Yes.”
That wakes me all the fucking way up. I twist to look at him, and he opens his arms to me. I shift to being on both knees, then we move, so I’m straddling his hips. I feel his cock rubbing against my clit, and immediately, I’d rather be fucking than talking about this.
But I need what I wrote in the car even more. Enzo knows it, maybe even needs it too, because he lifts my hip and guides me onto his cock. The moment he’s all the way in, I curl up my legs, tuck my arms between us, and lean against his chest. It’s like I’m trying to make myself as small as I can. He just holds me.
It’s not until the water turns freezing that we abandon the bath. It had cooled by the time he joined me, but now it’s uncomfortable. He carries me into the shower, and I marvel at his strength as he holds me with one arm as he adjusts the water temperature. He’s using his injured shoulder too much, and his ribs aren’t being spared either. It makes me wonder just what Carlotta gave him before we headed to my parents’. I know the injuries aren’t nearly as serious as we feared, but still.
I reach for the shower gel and poof. I’m still one-handed since I’m trying to keep my bandage dry. He puts me down to help me, but then I’m in his arms with his cock in me a moment later. Once it’s sudsy, I run it over his arms, back, and chest as he kisses my shoulders and neck. When I’m done, he holds me with one arm again and returns the favor. I’ve been doing Kegels since the moment he stood up, and now that we’ve also washed our hair, he backs me against the wall to thrust into me over and over.
“I don’t know how long I’ll be gone. This is going to have to tide us over. I’m going to come in you,piccolina. Then I’m going to dry you off and carry you to our bed. You’re going to fall asleep with my cum inside your pussy. You’re going to wake up with it smeared to your legs. You’re going to remember that you’re mine. When I get back, I’m going to fuck you so hard you can’t remember I was ever away.”
“When you get back, can we go to one of those clubs or do more at home?”
“You want more BDSM?”
“Yes. I like what we’ve done so far. But I want more pain and pleasure, and I want to submit more.”
“Do you want to be a sub?”
“No. I don’t think so. I just feel better when you remind me you’re bigger than me and that you can control everything else around us. It quietens my brain.”
“Whatever you need, little one. Now let me watch you come as I fuck you.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He presses me against the wall, trapping me just the way I like. I do what I can to match his movements, but he’s deciding how much of his dick I get and how fast or slow. He changes his pace over and over, so I can’t predict, can’t get used to it. It drives me wild, and I cover my mouth to smother my scream.
“Fuck. You’re gorgeous every day, all day. But watching you come is exquisite.”
“You say the nicest things.”
I hold on as he thrusts two more times, then I know he’s coming inside me. I haven’t taken my birth control pills in how many days? I can’t even count right now.
“Maybe today’s the day we made a baby,piccolina.”
“Would you really be all right with that?”
“I’d rather we were married first, but I know there’s a good chance I will get or have already gotten you pregnant.”
“Would it be totally fucked-up if we spent our wedding night at a club?”
I want to swallow the words the moment they come out.
“If that’s what you want, then we do it. If you want us to order things to have at home, we can do that too.”
