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“The pizza’s gonna burn if I don’t get it out,” he says, his lust filled eyes staring into mine. I nod and he quickly pecks my lips before grunting from having to stop which makes me laugh. He stands with me in his arms and deposits me back on my chair, before turning to the oven. He grabs an oven mitt from one of the drawers, removing the tray and the delicious smell of cooked cheese fills the air. I stand up and grab two plates from where I’ve learnt he keeps them, placing them beside him. He slides the pizza onto the cutting board I set out for him too and then he digs around in the top drawer finding his pizza cutter. He slices the pizza up and places half on my plate and half on his. I take one slice from mine and add it to his which makes him smile, before he kisses my hair. Grabbing the two plates, he sets them on the table, and we dig in to eat.
We eat in silence, and he finishes before me but waits while I eat. Once I’m done, he takes both plates, placing them in the dishwasher.
“I might shower and head to bed,” I tell him, needing to wash all the sweat off me from the line dancing earlier.
“Yeah, I might shower after you,” he says, and I look him up and down. Something in my brain snaps or my hormones take control of the next words out of my mouth.
“You could join me? To save water?” I suggest, and I watch as his eyes widen. There’s no way I can take those words back now and with the way he makes me feel, I don’t think I want to.
Chapter Twenty Six
Lorenzo
“Save water?” I ask, wondering if I heard her right.
“Yeah, well there’s two of us living here now, we need to think of some savvy money saving tricks. Showering together would help us save water,” she explains, and I run my hungry eyes from her feet to her head as my heart rate picks up speed.
I sit there staring at her for a few minutes. Silence surrounds us but it crackles with the building tension by looking at each other.
“You know I think I’m ready for the test drive now.” Her hands drop down and grasp the bottom of her blue silk dress.
I’m entranced as I watch her slowly peel it up her body and over her head before she drops it on the floor. My laboured breaths fill the air as I greedily roam her perfect body. Thefreckles I’ve always wondered about cover every inch of her and it makes my heart beat faster at the thought I get to spend forever tracing them with my fingertips.
“Is that so?” I stutter, my words stuck in my dry throat. I peel my own shirt up and over my head, discarding it. Her breath hitches as she takes in my muscled body and I follow as her gaze takes its time, drinking me in.
“Come on husband, time to show me what you’re made of,” she encourages, as her hands slide her arms out of her bra straps, the cups staying in place. I can’t take it any longer and in three huge steps I’m in front of her. One hand cups her ass, lifting her as she lets out a yelp as my other hand clings around her body, pulling her to me. Her legs wrap around my waist, holding on as her mouth finds mine. We both moan at the connection causing us to laugh. We both want it as much as the other.
It’s all lips and tongues as we fall into sync, taking from the other what we want. Her arms squeeze me to her, and my hand squeezes her ass, eliciting another moan from her. I manoeuvre us into the bathroom and break the kiss to take out my phone and wallet from my jeans.
As her eyes stare into mine I run a finger down her jawline, mesmerised.
“Fuck, you’ve always been beautiful in my eyes but right now you are taking my breath away,” I softly tell her. Her eyes soften before her lips trail kisses down the side of my throat. I walk us into the shower and her lips suck harder right above my collar bone before she pulls back and admires her work.
“Did you give me a hickey?” I ask, laughing.
“Just marking what’s mine,” she says, staring into my eyes. The cool stainless handle fills my hand as I pull it forward. “Aaah, Renzo it’s freezing,” she cries.
“Shit, sorry,” I say, turning her out of the stream. “Aaah, it’s freezing,” I yell, before turning it to a warmer temp.
“No kidding,” she says, as she wipes her soaked hair out of her face. She throws her head back laughing and the sight makes me join her. “So much for being sexy. How’s the drowned rat look going for me?”
“Little bird, even when you were spewing your guts out in my bathroom, I still thought you were the most beautiful woman in the world. A little water is nothing,” I confess.
Her blue eyes hold my gaze before she leans into me again. Her smooth lips press against mine as I slow the kiss this time. We take our time exploring the other before we pull apart.
“We should get clean,” she suggests. Her arms bend behind and unclip her bra then she pulls it away from her skin, dropping it to the wet shower floor. I hold her longing gaze and lower her to the floor as I unhook the button on my jeans, release the zipper and push the damp blue material down my legs. It’s a bit more work now that they are heavy from the water, but I get them off. I reach down and grab her bra with my jeans and toss them out the shower door.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask, as I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my boxers. She doesn’t say a word but strips off her own underwear throwing them out the door.
“Yes,” is all she says.
I make quick work of removing my boxers before throwing them out and closing the door. Her eyes hold mine until she can’t take it any longer and her gaze lowers. I watch the blush start at her cheeks, move down her throat and across her décolleté. When she’s had her fill, her eyes come back to mine before she speaks.
“I think I’m pretty lucky to be your wife,” she says, as a small smile pulls at her lips.
“Yeah, you are,” I reply, as my own grin widens at her. I pump some of her cherry blossom body wash into my hand and run my hands over her. When I reach her perky dusty nipples, I swipe my fingers back and forth before holding the weight of them in my palms and giving them a light squeeze. She flings her head back as her eyes close to the sensation. My fingers trail down the centre of her body as I circle her belly button before stepping closer to her.
She gathers her own handful of body wash and smooths it over my skin, lathering me up before she lowers a hand. Bubbles light up my skin along with the goosebumps that linger from her touch. Holding my gaze, she wraps her hand around my length and that’s all I can take. I scoop her back up into my arms and push her against the cold wall. She squeals out at the sensation, but my lips are on hers while her hands roam free, exploring me.
