"Please tell me I'm doing it right," he panted as he continued to stroke me with his tongue.I gave him a shaky smile and nodded my head in agreement."Y-yes. Just... please do that to me," I begged.His grip around me tightened and he pumped harder, making me moan loudly and writhe beneath him. Then, just as I began climaxing again, he pulled out and came inside of me with such force that I screamed loudly. My head fell back on to the floor and I could barely catch my breath as he fucked me even harder. He then pulled away and lay on top of me again. I could see his face contorted with passion as he gazed at me."Please do it to me," I demanded as he continued to pound his great package into me desperately.He obliged and began to pound into me as his lips found mine again."Ahh. Roman," I moaned, reaching my climax once again.I threw my head back and gripped the edge of the bathtub as I started coming. I kept screaming his name until my throat was sore. He then grabbed my most sen
I then glared at him as he strode past me and stormed into the bathroom. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists as I watched him. I could feel my anger rising inside me again. Why does he always blame me for everything?! And why won't he understand that I didn't do it on purpose! But I couldn't say any of that to him. No matter how much I wanted to scream at him and cry, I had to stay silent and accept everything he was putting me through. I turned away from the bathroom and walked back to our bedroom. As I opened the bedroom door I stopped dead in my tracks. Roman was standing in front of the mirror, staring at himself with a blank expression. He looked so broken and distraught that my heart ached for him."Didn't I tell you to go and shower before you came in here?" I scolded him gently.He flinched at my voice but didn't turn around."You're still mad at me?" he asked quietly."Of course I'm still mad at you," I snapped. "You lied to me. You told me that you didn't love me anym
"Anyway, where's my present?" I asked him. "And where's your present?"Roman sat up and reached for one of the boxes which had been resting on the coffee table."Here it is," he said, handing me the box.I opened it and smiled happily when I saw what was inside."Aww," I gushed. "It's a necklace!"It was a silver chain with a simple pendant which resembled an eye. In the centre of the eye, there was a small piece of wood with a Celtic knot engraved upon it."It's gorgeous. Thanks, darling," I exclaimed, hugging him. "I love it."He chuckled softly as I kissed him. Then, I stood up and handed the box over to him. He then looked at me curiously."Is this yours too?" he asked."No. Yours is inside," I stated simply.He raised his eyebrows and stared at the box."Mine? But this looks like a necklace.""Yes, silly. It's supposed to. And it is. You just don't recognize it yet. Open it."He hesitated for a few seconds before opening the box slowly. He opened it carefully and gasped loudly wh
"Do I look good enough?" he asked playfully.I rolled my eyes and placed a hand on his cheek lovingly."You look great, baby. Like always," I whispered.He wrapped both his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him."Thank you," he murmured.After a few seconds, he broke apart from me and took a step back."Let's go," he said smiling at me.When we arrived at the restaurant, we quickly settled into our seat, ordered drinks and food and talked. Of course, we didn't talk much about business. After all, what kind of boyfriend and girlfriend does that? Instead, we discussed anything and everything that came to our minds. From the things that we had done during the past week, to our plans for after the wedding. Even though I was aware that it was very early into the future, I couldn't help but feel excited to begin planning my wedding. Not only did I love Roman and I loved him so much, I was extremely happy that he was marrying me. And that made me happier still. I loved spending
"So do you think we should start the conversation now?" he asked."No, not now. Let's just enjoy the drive. I'm tired of talking all the time anyways.""Yeah, I guess."I giggled when he muttered that under his breath. I couldn't help but remember the night we spent in the diner. That was definitely one of my favourite memories of the two of us. At first, he hadn't really understood why we were doing it and had thought I was drunk. But when I told him why we were doing it, he became instantly understanding. I think he enjoyed it even more than I did. He had never liked drinking, so being forced to drink was quite unpleasant for him. I couldn't believe he had actually agreed to do it. We ended up getting along so well that we ended up having more fun than we expected. I had even convinced him to dance with me once! Although, that was only after we had gotten drunk together. It wasn't easy convincing him to let me lead the dance. I guess he wanted to show me that he could dance just
Romano held my hand tight in comfort and tried to console me, telling me that everything will be alright. However, that didn't work for me, because I wasn't feeling any better.Our relationship was the one that we shared through thick and thin. Our relationship was the only thing that made us happy and now, when everything is over, all I want is to go back to the way we used to be. I wish everything could change and start fresh, with no more baggage. All I wished for was to get back in Romano's arms and kiss him again.I thought that if I would give up now, then maybe everything would turn back to normal.And I was right. The first thing that I did once Romano came home that night was to hold him tightly in my embrace, hoping that my touch would help him forget all those painful memories.However, it doesn't take long until Romano broke away from my hug.His face showed a broken expression, he looked completely devastated."You shouldn't have kissed me." He whispered, tears streaming
"Well... Maybe we should start planning our wedding." I suggested, smiling down at him.Romano chuckled and looked up at me with hopeful eyes."Really? Do you really think that's possible?" Romano asked, surprised."Of course! It's the most logical solution!" I replied happily.Romano's eyes widened and he jumped out of the chair, running towards me."That's exactly what I wanted to hear!" He exclaimed.Romano threw himself at me and hugged me tightly. "We will get married soon! I hope you don't mind, Romano! I know your family doesn't like me much, but please, Romani, tell them I love them very much and that I promise I will do everything in my power to treat you well. Please Romano... please tell them that I love them very much... and that I always will." Romano pleaded, his voice full of emotion.I smiled and hugged him tighter, resting my head on top of his."I promise." I responded softly, placing yet another kiss on his forehead.It hasn't been a week since Romano's engagement
I spent more time in my room these days than ever and hardly came downstairs.When I got home from school or from work, Romano was nowhere to be found. In fact, he barely spoke to me during the whole week, he only looked at me with an unreadable expression on his face and never smiled at me unless he absolutely had to.I knew that I shouldn't be jealous of anyone, and that it was wrong to feel that way, but nevertheless I couldn't help it.Romano had already accepted that I was his wife, but I could tell that he wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea.I didn't blame him. I was still learning how to adjust to being married to him and I probably wouldn't be any good at it either.I had promised Romano that I would do my best to make him forget about his past and move forward, but every time he glanced in my direction, I could still feel his icy stare piercing through my soul.At night, whenever I tried to sleep, I'd lay awake on my bed, listening to the sounds coming from outside.An