"Do you like the theme park?" he asks me."Yes, I love it. It's such a beautiful place."He nods his head in agreement and then rests his chin on the top of my head."Yeah, it is. But I think that you really love the park more." he replies.I look up at him and then nod my head hesitantly. He then laughs softly and then presses another kiss against my hair. We then stay there for awhile just enjoying the atmosphere and each others company. Eventually, I feel hungry and decide that I should probably eat something. I glance over at Roman who is looking at me with a smirk plastered across his face."You should probably tell me why you bought all this food for me." I say curiously."Oh yeah? What are you planning to make for lunch?" he asks with a raised eyebrow."Hmm, I don't really know. How about Italian food?" I reply.He laughs and then shakes his head."Nope. It's not possible. You'll have to cook for yourself." he says."But I haven't prepared dinner yet, and you've already eaten.
"What's funny?" Roman asks me."Nothing." I lie.I can see him narrowing his eyes at me as if he knows that I'm lying."If you say so." he replies with a smirk.I roll my eyes at him and then turn my head around to watch everyone else. It isn't long before we start playing poker. Everyone seems to enjoy themselves quite a lot and once they finally lose, they cheer loudly."Now what?" one of the guys asks.A tall girl with blonde hair raises her hand and then starts explaining something to the guys. I'm guessing that she's explaining something about the game. After a couple of minutes, everyone agrees to play poker. As soon as I start, I immediately spot Roman. He is sitting right in front of me and watching me intently. I can feel myself blushing as he continues staring at me. I quickly try to hide my face behind the cards I'm playing. I then notice that the boy who has been asking me to teach him how to play poker and his friends seem to be really impressed when I tell him how to p
"Something else? What kind of thing?" I ask him raising my eyebrow."Well," he says, pulling a ring box out of his pocket. "I wanted to propose to you."I gasp loudly, completely surprised by what I'm hearing. He then opens the box and inside is a diamond engagement ring. "Is this real? Is it really yours?" I stutter in surprise.He looks at me and nods his head yes. I then throw my arms around him and hug him tightly. I feel a tear slip from my eye and fall down my cheek. He rubs his hands up and down my back gently and then kisses my head softly."I love you." I whisper, not wanting anyone else to hear what I am saying to him."And I love you too Irish. More than anything." he replies.I then grab the collar of his shirt and lift him slightly off the ground. "Then kiss me." I whisper.He smirks and then places his lips onto mine softly. I then wrap my legs around his hips, wrapping my arms tighter around his neck. I pull away slightly and stare into his deep green eyes."Will you
"Ah!" I cry out, unable to contain myself.I continue to thrust myself against his hardening length and then gasp for air. I then pull away from his lips and look down at him."Can we stop?" I ask breathlessly."No," he growls and then proceeds to attack my mouth again.He continues to do that to me while pushing his erect member into me. When I begin feeling uncomfortable and start to tense up I immediately grab the front of his pajama bottoms and yank them up and off of him. He then turns me on my side. He then leans forward and attaches his lips back to mine. Our tongues intertwine together and his hands trail down to my bare ass. Then he squeezes it lightly causing me to squirm underneath him. I then place my hand on his hip and then slide it lower until I find his great package. I run my index finger up and down the length of him and he moans softly. Just as I think he might cum, he rolls me onto my back and pulls his jeans and boxers off and then slides himself between my legs
After we had finished our late lunch Roman suggested that we take a walk around the park before heading back home. It was very warm out today, but thankfully it was not raining. We spent most of the afternoon walking. We didn't really talk but enjoyed each other's company. Roman held my hand throughout this entire time. Every now and then he would squeeze my hand to tell me to hurry up because he was hungry. But I wanted to keep walking so that we could just enjoy the view in front of us. So I decided to slow down a little bit because I knew that Roman was probably starving. He then took my hand and led me to a bench under a tree near a small lake. I sat down beside him and he placed his arm around my shoulders."You're so beautiful," he whispered.This made my chest hurt and tears form in my eyes. He noticed and pulled me closer to him."What's wrong?" he asked concerned."Nothing. Please don't worry," I responded and then wiped the tears away from my cheeks.Roman then wrapped hi
"Are you ready, darling?" he asked me."As ready as I'm going to be," I replied with a smile.Suddenly, I felt Roman begin to move inside of me. At first, it was gentle and tender but then he picked up the pace. Soon, it became more vigorous and powerful as well as more urgent. Suddenly, Roman shouted out my name as he came. He fell on top of me, his body trembling violently. As he kissed me he whispered, "Don't forget to come back to me tonight, my love."Then he got up and went over to the bathroom. After a few minutes he re-entered and began undressing. I watched him from where I was lying on the bed and noticed that he was staring directly at me and giving me an amused smirk. I blushed and averted my gaze."Would you care to join me in the bath?" he asked me.I nodded my head yes and then slowly got up. I then followed Roman into the bathroom and waited until he shut the door before stripping myself of the rest of my clothes. I stepped into the large tub and lay down. When I was
"Hello darling," she smiled brightly at me."Hi mum," I responded."Your dad will be arriving shortly as well," she informed me.I simply nodded my head in response as I stood there awkwardly. She then walked over to me and gave me a big hug. Then she kissed me on the forehead."How was school?" she asked me."It was alright," I replied as I stared intently at her.She then pulled away from me and then glanced at her husband who was standing behind her. She then looked straight back at me and then started walking away. I furrowed my brows confused and then turned to look at Roman."Who's that woman?" I asked him.Roman shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't ask questions, just accept them."Just then my father entered the room carrying a bunch of flowers in a vase. He placed the flowers on the table next to the sofa and then proceeded to give me a hug. Then he sat next to me and said,"How are you, dear? How's life treating you?""It's been great so far," I said, trying to keep thing
Suddenly, the smell of something delicious wafted through the air. I followed the scent with my nose and found Roman in the kitchen cooking something. I walked over to him, grabbed a spoon and scooped some more batter into my mouth before placing the spoon down and then grabbing another one. As I continued eating, I heard footsteps coming my way. I turned around and saw that it was my father. He then sat down across from me, grabbed a piece of pancake and placed it on his plate. We both ate silently for a couple of minutes before I spoke."Mum says that we're going to London next Saturday," I informed him, causing him to look up."London? What's there to go to London for?" he asked me.I then bit my lip and then said, "She's just saying that to get me to agree to move back with her again."He furrowed his eyebrows at this, obviously not liking what I had just said. But before he could say anything else, I got interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. I jumped up off my sea
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