EPILOGUE #2
I shift my body and lean forward. Unable to resist, I lick my lips right before sliding my tongue over his dick. I watch how his head falls back and a groan of pleasure rumbles through his body. It’s only for an instant before his eyes are set on me.
One hand is fisting his dick, the other cupping my face. “Such beauty,” he murmurs and feeds his dick inside my mouth with soft thrusts.
His breathing becomes erratic as if he’s balancing on his own restraints wanting to hold on yet craving to cut lose.
“Stop,” he grunts and steps back, making his dick fall free from my mouth.
He leans in and connects our lips softly before sliding his tongue against mine to give me a sensual kiss.
Pulling back, he murmurs, “So much sin and hotness hidden between these lips. But I don’t want to come in your mouth. I want to feel your tight pussy squeezing and ripping the orgasm right out of me.”
Fully charged and ready to detonate. This is how well he plays my body to suit both our needs.
He is hovering above me, his dick caged between our bodies and pressing hot against the place where I need him the most. There’s no rush when he lazily takes my nipple into his mouth. Every suck and nibble shoots through my body and I might go insane if he doesn’t take off the edge soon.
A gasp flows over my lips at the same time Clemente buries his head into the crook of my neck, groaning with pleasure as he ever so slowly slides inside me.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he murmurs.
His hand skims over my thigh, gripping the underside of my knee to shift my leg up to be able to bury himself deeper.
Soul-stroking deep. Then he lazily starts to thrust, bringing both of us closer to release.
He connects our foreheads, letting me gaze into his eyes to see all the devoted feelings he has solely for me, amplifying it with the words, “Ti amo.”
“So much, and with all my heart,” I croak. He might have told me the words just now in Italian, and shows me with actions and emotions each day, but in this moment, I give him the same words in English in return, “I love you.”
The overload of feelings and emotions causes havoc inside our bodies as my orgasm hits me full force, dragging Clemente down with me into a sea of pleasure.
Instead of giving me his weight he wraps me in his arms and rolls us so I’m draped over him. Both panting for our next breath—bodies slick with sweat—we just take this moment to enjoy the closeness.
His fingertips feather over my spine, causing me to sigh in contentment. It’s short-lived when I hear a buzzing sound. Clemente mutters a few curses and shifts to slide out underneath me to grab his phone from his pants.
Another string of curses flows through the air before it flows into a chuckle.
He throws his phone back into the pile of clothes and gets back into bed, throwing the sheet over our bodies.
I cuddle close against his hard body the same time he wraps an arm around my waist to pull me close.
Utterly spent and relaxed, I nuzzle his chest.
Though, curiosity gets the better of me and I can’t help but ask, “Who was that?”
Clemente chuckles again and runs his nose along my neck. The endearing move always makes goose bumps spread my skin.
“In a moment,” he says. “I want some more of this before it’s ruined.”
His words spike my attention.
“Before it’s ruined?” I push off his chest to hover over him and glare. “What’s going on?”
“I’m the proud uncle of a little girl,” he says with a big grin.
My eyes go wide. “She had the baby? In the blink of a freaking eye? How’s that even possible?”
“Beats me, but all is healthy and fine according to Henley. His message said to take our time since Donya and Arturo are on their way straight from the airport with Beck and Flora. They just landed from their trip to Italy.”
I can’t help but dash off the bed.
“I did mention the whole ‘take our time’ thing, right?” Clemente chuckles.
I ignore his statement and head for the bathroom.
I stop right before entering and tell him.
“New life just came into this world and I can’t wait to wrap it into my arms. And yes, we are taking our time since we have a future filled with it.
But that doesn’t take away the anticipation.
It’s the whole family, friends, bonding, love and devotion angle linking all of us together.
So, get dressed. We can take our time when it’s our little girl coming into this world. ”
Clemente stalks toward me and places his hand against my belly. “And why are you so sure we’re having a little girl this time?”
“The lack of morning sickness is a good indication. This pregnancy has already been completely different than when I was pregnant with Emilio. And maybe because my grandmother told me I’d have a man who would love me more than life itself and who would give me a son and a daughter along with everything my heart desires. ”
He leans in to feather his lips against mine. “Fairytales. Pregnancies are rarely the same, it doesn’t give any indication about the gender. Though, your grandmother was right about a lot of things.”
“You mean besides the whole sperm stings when it hits your eye? Because we’re not repeating that. One time is enough,” I grumble, remembering the incident a few years back where I seriously had to rinse my eye with bottled water to make the stinging fade.
Clemente’s booming laughter fills the air before his face grows serious.
“That too. But I was implying the fact about me loving you more than life itself. And no matter if we’re graced with a girl or another boy, none of it matters because all that matters is life itself.
Healthy and together to enjoy for as long as we both shall live. ”
“Hmmm,” I hum. “Sounds like mighty fine vows. I think I’ll keep you to that.”
“Good. Now let’s get into the shower so I can give you some more loving before we head out to meet the new member of our family that keeps growing.”
And if possible, my heart swells some more for this man, letting him pull me along to follow him wherever he might lead.
Our life.
Our future.
Our growing love and family.