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Enzo
Rosa works me from my briefs before wrapping a hand around my hard cock. She starts to stroke me slowly and my jaw tightens. She glances up at me. I’ve never told her this, but her eyes are a window into her soul. One look and I could probably tell what she’s thinking, what she’s feeling.
I can see all her love and desire for me in those beautiful blue eyes. My heart beats overtime as she slides her tongue against my shaft.
“Fuck,” I hiss. “Rosa.”
She smiles up at me, still stroking my cock. “Relax.”
She’s enjoying this, seeing me on the edge of control. It gets her off. Her other hand moves up my taut abs, ivory fingers painted dark red, soft as velvet. Her gaze meets mine as she licks the head of my cock. I groan softly.
When she sucks in as much of me as she can, my hand moves down to her hair. I hold her there, needing to feel more as she sucks and licks my cock.
“That’s it, baby,” I say, my voice rough. “Take me in deeper.”
Rosa complies, her mouth opening wider as she slides further down, taking in a few more inches. She gags a second later and the heat building in my spine grows hotter. Rosa pullspack to suck in a ragged breath before trying to take my cock in all the way again.
“Fuck,” I growl again, louder this time.
She hums a breathy moan around my shaft and I only have time to tap her cheek in warning before heat erupts inside me so violently my eyes flutter closed. Rosa swallows every last drop of come. Once she ascertains I’ve got nothing left to give, she rises to her feet, running a hand through her hair, which is a mess.
“Enzo, it took me an hour to do my hair,” she says with a pout as she tries to fix it.
“Your hair’s always beautiful,” I tell her.
“Yeah, right,” she says with a small smile
I grab the back of her neck and pull her lips to mine, kissing her deeply and sliding my tongue into her mouth. We kiss for what feels like hours. Once we come up for air, I push her back down onto our bed and settle between her legs to return the favor.
The day passeswith us lying languidly in bed.
“What should we do tomorrow?” Rosa asks. “I was thinking we watch some movies. There’s this new one that came out a couple of months ago and I’ve heard it’s pretty good.”
Her movie idea would be nice as hell, if it wasn’t for the small tiny fact that tomorrow’s Christmas. Rosa’s avoided mentioning Christmas like a plague since I told the truth a month ago. It’s been pissing me off because she proved me right. I knew she would try to ignore her feelings about the day because of me.
“I was thinking we go for a drive tomorrow morning. There’s something I need to show you,” I tell her.
“A drive?” she says hesitantly. “I don’t really want to go outside.”
She means she doesn’t want me to see all the Christmas decorations that line practically every corner once we leave our home. It’s honestly adorable how hard she’s trying.
“We’re going. Don’t worry, you’ll like it. I promise,” I tell her.
“Fine,” she mutters.
She moves to grab her phone and I watch as she answers a couple of texts, probably about our wedding in a couple of days. Heat washes through me at the thought of what I’m going to do tomorrow. I know in my heart that’s it’s the right thing. Nothing has ever felt so right.
When I wakeup the next morning, she’s already out of bed. She stands by the window of our bedroom watching the snow fall. I was worried we wouldn’t be getting snow today but I’m glad we did. There’s a soft smile on her face as she takes it all in. I climb off the bed, moving behind her and wrapping a hand around her waist.
“Why do you like the snow so much?” I ask softly.
“It’s pretty,” she replies. “And simple, uncomplicated. Just harmless tiny white crystals falling from the sky.”
“It’s freezing cold, though,” I murmur, drawing her closer.
“I like the cold.” She smiles.
“I know you do. Come on, go get ready. We leave in thirty minutes.”
