The next day, she awoke from her slumber, yawning, as her eyes opened, and she slowly spun back to consciousness, allowing herself to take in her surroundings.
This was real.
It was really fucking real.
Last night felt like it was a dream. It was an out-of-body fucking experience.
I could hardly believe that she was mine.
Finally mine…
And this time, nobody was going to take her away from me.
Not Marcello…
Not anyone.
"How was your sleep, baby?" I murmured, bringing her face up to mine, planting a soft kiss on her mouth.
"It was good," she smiled, letting out a giggle. "You tired me out for sure."
I let out a low chuckle, feeling my eyes smolder with lust again, as I took in her naked body that was wrapped around mine. I allowed my hands to travel down her back, before making my way to her ass, rubbing it up and down, feeling it bounce against my hand, knowing that it was probably still sore from yesterday. She was already breathless.
"Mmm… Fuck, Luca," she panted profusely.
"Yeah, baby girl," I moaned, kissing her mouth, sliding my tongue into her entrance, missing the sweet taste of her already.
She kissed me back, her tongue playing with mine in a fury, before she withdrew herself from me, causing me to whimper at the loss of her touch.
"If we just stay in bed all day, we'll never get round to talking," she giggled matter-of-factly, with her hands on her hips, as she stood up on her feet, dusting herself off.
I rolled my eyes. "You say that like it's a bad thing."
She rolled her eyes back. "Come on, Luca. You know we need to talk."
Her facial expression turned into a more serious one.
I found myself letting out a deep sigh that I didn't know I was holding.
"Yeah, you're right," I admitted. "We do. Let's shower and eat breakfast, and then we can talk."
She nodded.
I rolled out of bed, slapping her ass playfully, following her into the bathroom.
I'd be damned if she was going to take a shower without me.