"Are you sure about this?" he asked."Yes. Absolutely," I whispered, staring up at him seductively.His eyes darkened before they glazed over. Without another word, he placed himself between my legs and slowly slid inside of me."Oh God...that feels so good," I moaned, grabbing fistfuls of his hair, bringing his mouth down to mine.He deepened the kiss and thrust himself deeper inside of me."Damn it! I don't think I can hold back anymore."I gasped, feeling his hardness fill me up completely. Then, I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly, tugging him closer towards me."Don't stop," I mumbled as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.I heard the sound of him growling lowly in his chest as he continued moving against me, causing me to moan in pleasure. He gripped my thighs firmly and squeezed my ass cheeks as he continued pumping into me. He was making me feel incredible and yet I was still unable to fully enjoy it because of the worry that lingered in the back of my mind."I'
"You need to eat something," he scolded.I rolled my eyes."I already did. I had my food earlier. I had a sandwich before coming here," I insisted."Still. Eat more," he stated firmly."Fine. But only because you say I should. Don't get any ideas.""Never."After a few minutes of eating and conversing, Roman suggested that we take a walk in the garden to see if we can find any flowers that I liked. With one last kiss, we headed off in search of any flowers that caught my eye. We wandered around the garden for about twenty minutes before we found an area covered with different types of flowers. Some were red, pink, yellow, orange and even violet. There were several bushes full of them, as well. After picking a few, we began making our way towards the front of the house."I hope you like these. They're pretty."I turned to face Roman and grinned at him."They're lovely. Thank you.""Anything for you, angel.""Stop calling me that."He chuckled and gave me a playful shove. We continued
I walked slowly behind Roman while we made our way back to our room. My mind was buzzing with excitement as he lead me back to our bedroom. We both climbed back into bed and immediately started kissing and groping each other's bodies."Oh yeah," I moaned as Roman's lips trailed from my jawline to the top of my breasts, kissing each of them in turn before returning to my mouth."Can I take your shirt off?""Uh huh," I breathed.He unbuttoned my shirt and then threw it to the floor. He trailed his hands all over my bare skin, causing me to shiver underneath his touch. He then leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine roughly. He sucked hard on my bottom lip until I moaned again.His hands worked their way under my shirt and gently placed them on my hips, pulling me closer to him. He broke the kiss and stared at me before he bent down and licked the tip of my breast before sucking it into his mouth. My breathing became heavy as I arched my body closer to his. I let out a soft moa
His fingers then slid inside me, finding my entrance and massaging it slowly. I whimpered when he entered me completely. He kept his finger in there for several more seconds before withdrawing it slightly."Please don't stop," I begged quietly.Roman grinned and moved one hand from my face and began to pull his finger out of me while still keeping his finger inside me. He repeated the process for a couple of times before pulling his finger completely out of me. Once it was out he moved his other hand to my pussy and started rubbing vigorously, hitting me with multiple jolts of pleasure. I let out a quiet moan before closing my eyes and reaching my head back against the pillows, enjoying the sensations coursing through my body. I felt a sharp sting from being penetrated and opened my eyes to see a red mark already forming on my abdomen. I looked at Roman and he gave me a wink before lowering himself back down to kiss me again. His lips moved against mine, taking control as he kissed
The sensation was incredible and I didn't mind feeling him stretch my most sensitive spot. He then slipped a third finger in and I let out a deep growl. He continued to push in and out of me and my orgasm began building up quickly. I clutched his biceps and buried my head against his chest. After a few minutes, I felt the familiar tightening feeling inside my womb. I then felt myself release and my legs tightened as I began to shake uncontrollably. He continued to thrust in and out of me, slowly increasing his speed gradually, causing me to cry out in pain when he hit my most sensitive spot. Then he picked me up off the bed and carried me over to the bathroom where he set me down. A smile grew on his face as he pulled my hair behind my ears and kissed me tenderly. As soon as the water was poured into the tub, I lifted my hips so he could slide his length inside of me. He pushed his tip against me and I groaned softly. He then leaned forwards and began to fuck me hard in slow rhyth
"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
Today marks the first day back after what happened last week. A lot has changed since then. Since we've gotten married, my mother has completely stopped trying to convince me to marry her son, although it has been clear throughout the past weeks that she hates him. But she has also been very understanding towards Sergio, even if she hasn't accepted us yet.My father is currently living with us, as my brother had kicked him out of the apartment last week. He didn't seem very happy about it, especially since it meant that his boyfriend would have to give up their house to live with him. I didn't mind that much though. The less attention that I get from my family, the better.This morning, I decided to wake up early so that I could get some breakfast ready before everyone woke up. I quickly made myself breakfast and put it in a bowl for Sergio. I then proceeded to walk around our apartment getting ready for the day. I was brushing my teeth when the bathroom door burst open and Sergio ra
"Baby, you know that I won't do that ever again. Never. You know that I will always protect you. Always, always. Forever and ever." Sergio reassured me.I nodded in response."Do you remember when you said you needed a break?" I asked quietly."Yeah. Of course I do. Why? Are you feeling better now?" He asked me, rubbing circles on my back."Kind of, yeah." I replied shakily."Well, it's late and I think it's time for us both to sleep. Come on, let's get up and make some coffee so that we can get some rest." Sergio suggested.I reluctantly opened my eyes and slid out of the covers. I followed Sergio out of the room and we entered the kitchen. We poured ourselves two cups of coffee, drinking them gratefully. After putting the cups in the sink, we carried them over to the sofa and sat down."Do you want to talk about it?" Sergio asked me gently, taking my hand in his."Not really." I admitted. "Maybe later?"Sergio smiled at me reassuringly. I leaned forward and kissed him softly, trying
"Wait. What?" I interrupted. "When did that happen?! Why didn't you tell me that you were leaving? What about us? Where were we during those years? Did I know what you were doing? Why did you hide that from me? What happened between you and my brother?"Sergio closed his eyes."You know that it was my fault...you know that I didn't mean for him to become involved with you. It was my choice to leave you alone. But he insisted that you came back with me. That he loved you enough to be willing to sacrifice everything and everything. I tried to convince him that it was in his best interest to stay away. But he wouldn't listen. He was stubborn and refused to change his mind.""He convinced my father that you two were meant to be together. He told my father that you were perfect for each other and he was determined to get married sooner rather than later. That he would wait until you were both eighteen and that it would be worth it because he was sure you'd love him as much as he loved you.
For a few minutes, we just stared at each other, not saying a word. I decided that now was a good time as any to ask him about his relationship with Sergio."So, you and Sergio....?" I started hesitantly.Sergio looked up and stared at me for a few seconds before turning away, his expression unreadable."Yes, we're together." He replied. "But it won't work out." He added when he saw how shocked I looked. "We love each other, I know that. But you'll never be able to understand us like you do. You don't know everything about us. You've known us for all of a day.""How long have I been here?" I asked, not understanding why we were talking about this. Wasn't that supposed to be my question? I had the feeling that I already knew the answer."About seven days." Sergio replied calmly."Seven days?!" I yelled, surprised. "And you didn't think that it was important to tell me that I've been unconscious for seven days?""We thought you needed time to adjust. We wanted to give you some space to
Tears kept spilling from my eyes as I tried to run harder than ever before to catch up with them. Suddenly, I found myself at an empty street. I looked both ways to try and find any sign of the couple and I spotted a familiar figure sitting under a lamppost a little way ahead of me. I broke into a sprint and rushed towards him. As I approached, I began to realize that the man wasn't wearing a jacket, so I figured he must have been freezing.When I got close enough, I could see that he was looking straight ahead with his arms resting on his knees, completely unmoving. I slowly came to stand right next to him, hoping that he would acknowledge my presence. But, he didn't. His expression remained the same and I knew that he was ignoring me. For a second, I stood there, staring at him without moving, completely dumbstruck by what was happening."Are...Are you alright?" I whispered, afraid to make a sudden move lest he would snap out of whatever trance he was currently in.He didn't reply
"Not really. I don't know. I'll probably just hang out with the guys, but that might take a while." I answered."Okay. I'll pick you up at seven then." He said. "How does that sound?""Perfect." I said, smiling slightly. "I'll see you then.""See you then." He responded, hanging up.I stared at my phone for a few minutes longer. I knew there was nothing to worry about. He wouldn't come to pick me up if he knew something was bothering me. He was just being friendly. After a few moments though, I realized that it was already nine in the morning and that the time to wake up everyone else was approaching rapidly."Great. Now everyone else will wake up." I said with a sigh. I picked up my phone and dialled the number of the person who most definitely was not going to appreciate waking up this early. She answered almost immediately."Irish, I was expecting you to call earlier. Is everything OK?" She asked me."Yes, I'm fine. I just woke up and wanted to check if you were awake.""Ah yes. T
"What's so funny?" He asked, frowning at me."Nothing... I was just wondering why you're behaving like this." I said with a chuckle."I'm not behaving like anything." He protested."Oh please, Sergio, don't play dumb. You know exactly what I mean. I saw the way you looked at me." I told him.He looked up at me, puzzled."Look, Irish, it's not what you think. I didn't mean to stare at you, ok? It was an accident." He explained quickly.I shook my head. "You know perfectly well that you couldn't have meant to stare. Look, Sergio, you don't seem like yourself these days. You look more serious than ever before. And besides, there's no need for you to feel guilty. You didn't do anything wrong."He stared at me for a while longer, as if trying to find the right words to say."I know. Please. I am sorry, Irish. Can we start over? Forget what has happened." He pleaded earnestly.I sighed. "Okay. I forgive you, Sergio." I said, reaching across the table to touch his hand.He took my hand gentl
"Is it okay with you if we go out for dinner tonight?" Sergio suddenly asked, breaking the silence between us."Why wouldn't it be? That sounds awesome." I answered smiling. "What are your favourite restaurant?"He chuckled lightly at my enthusiasm, and then told me his favourite restaurant nearby. After ordering our meals, we started to discuss our plans for tonight. Although we hadn't talked in a long time and neither one of us was sure about what we wanted to do, we still decided to try to spend some time together. Since we weren't going to be able to talk about what we were going to say later, we decided to keep some of it simple. Just a few casual questions about each other's lives. Then after we finished our meal, we would decide where to go next and what we were planning to do for the rest of the night.It was nice spending time with Sergio again. After everything had happened the last time we spent time together, I had missed him so much. He was someone whom I missed dearly.
But it was hard when I could hear him chewing slowly, every movement accompanied with loud chewing noises which weren't exactly quiet, yet somehow they still managed to reach me. And when I looked up and looked into his beautiful brown eyes... I lost control. Every fiber of my body wanted to jump into his arms and run away from the awkward tension that was surrounding us. And I just couldn't seem to resist."Would you like more coffee, dear?" My mom asked.I snapped out of my thoughts and focused on the question that she had just asked."Yes please." I responded, giving her a weak smile.She nodded her head and made her way toward the kitchen. I heard Sergio move closer to me and stop right beside me. I remained silent while my mother prepared my coffee."You don't have to stay with us," I stated softly. "We're not forcing you to stay. I can handle things perfectly fine on my own. You don't have to stay."He didn't respond to my statement. Instead, he continued to watch me silently un