“Yes,” I mumble, pushing him away from me. “Move.” I push him again, walking to the bathroom and washing my face and brushing my teeth. Going to the walk-in closet, I wonder if I should just wear the outfit I came here in. Instead, I grab a pair of jeans off the hanger and look for the price tag, but of course it’s not on them. I slide my legs in the jeans and then just grab a white short-sleeved crop top that sits right about the waist, showing a little bit of skin. I bend to snatch up my shoes before walking back out to see Stefano sitting on the bed, waiting for me. When he hears me, he looks up, and my feet move to stand in front of him. “I’m ready,” I tell him and he lifts his hands to grip my hips, pulling me to him.
I put my hands on his shoulders, looking down at him, my hair falling to the front. He tilts his head back. “You are so beautiful.” His voice is a whisper, and if I wasn’t looking at him, I don’t know if I would have heard it. “You take my breath away.” I lean down and softly kiss his lips. I have no choice but to do this to keep my lips busy, because if they aren’t, I would say things I shouldn’t. I would tell him, watching him be a father to our daughter has been the most beautiful thing I’ve seen. I would tell him the minute he kissed me again all these years later, it was just like it was back on the first day. I would tell him I am hopelessly in love with him, just the thought of me admitting that to him scares me more than I can ever imagine. “Let’s go,” he urges softly, getting up and slipping his hand into mine. We take the elevator down to the lobby where it is eerily quiet, the person behind the desk looking up and smiling at us.
The driver sees us and opens the back door of the black car. “Good morning,” I tell him as I get into the car. The city is still pitched in darkness. Stefano gets into the car beside me, both of us quiet as we make our way over to the bridge.
“Here we are,” the driver announces, stopping the car and getting out to open my door. I step out and I feel like I’m one among the clouds. The top of the bridge sticks out from the clouds, the two red lights at the top of the bridge blinking.
I literally catch my breath for how beautiful it is. The driver is telling Stefano where to go, but all I can do is look out into the city in the distance, the lights trying to cut through the thick fog. Stefano leads me over to the lookout point, which is a big rock. A couple of other people also have the same plan we do. Stefano sits down on the rock and pulls me down to sit in the middle of his legs. “This is
—” I press my back to his chest as he wraps his arms around me, his head next to mine, looking out.
“This has to be one of the best moments of my life,” I declare softly, turning my face to look at him.
“Thank you.” I kiss his cheek and then look out into the distance and watch the black sky turn a soft
golden color. The sun peeks out slowly at first and then moves higher and higher in the sky. And the higher it gets, the more the fog fades away on the horizon, and the lights in the distance slowly dim. I don’t know how long we sit here, the both of us not saying a word and just taking it in. Both of us are in our own thoughts. I wish I knew what he was thinking. I wish I knew what was going to happen now. I wish all these things while I secretly tell him and the universe, I hope he stays with us.
stefano
. . .
“Y es,” I hiss, moving my hands from her hips to her tits as she grinds down on my cock, my back to the headboard.
“Stefano,” she moans out my name, making my cock twitch inside her. She arches her back as I roll her nipples between my fingers, right before pinching them. “Yes.” She picks up speed, moving up and then slamming back down on me. Her head goes back, making her hair rub against my thighs.
“I’m almost there.”
“I can feel you, baby.” I watch her eyes close as her movements get faster. I lean down, taking her nipple in my mouth, sucking it, and then biting it. Her pussy squeezes me so tight, we both hiss. “Let go,” I tell her before assaulting her other nipple. It’s all she needs before she lets go. Her pussy convulses around my cock, and when I know she’s done, my hands grip her hips and I turn her on her back, my cock still buried in her. “My turn,” I growl as I pound into her over and over again. My forehead is on hers as I slide my tongue into her mouth. “It’s so good,” I say as I pull out of her all the way to the tip, and then slam back into her. “It’s always so fucking good.” She wraps her legs around my hips and then her arms around my neck as she lifts her hips up to match my thrusts. She moans out again, my mouth swallowing her moan and two seconds later she is swallowing mine. I plant myself into her as I bury my face in her neck, her legs slowly slipping away from my hips, giving me the chance to turn to my side, again taking her with me.
She buries her face in my neck, at the same time the alarm on the side table goes off. “Good morning,” she mumbles as I turn to grab the phone and turn it off.
“Good morning to you,” I say, “although, any time I wake up with your mouth on my cock is a very good morning.”
She retorts, “You were poking me in the back with that thing. I thought it was code.” I can’t help but laugh as she pushes me away. My cock sliding out of her, I go to reach for her but she’s faster than me this morning. “I’m going to clean up and you are going downstairs to make us coffee. It’s back to work, mister, for the both of us.”
“Ugh,” I moan, tossing the covers off me and grabbing a pair of shorts from the floor next to the bed where I took them off last night before sliding into bed.
“I see where our daughter gets the early morning shine from,” Addison says over her shoulder, making me smirk as I walk out of the bedroom.
Instead of going downstairs, my first stop is Avery’s bedroom. Peeking my head in, I see she is in the middle of the bed on her stomach, but she’s sideways. Seeing that she is okay, I finally make my way down the stairs toward the kitchen. I grab two cups for coffee before turning and taking the milk out of the fridge. Once the coffees are done, I take both cups upstairs to the bedroom. The sound of the shower is still going by the time I walk back into the room. I take a sip of my coffee before placing both cups down on the coffee table. I think about maybe joining her in the shower, but right when I’m debating, I hear the sound of feet hitting the floor. I sit on the bed and watch the doorway, seeing her shadow on the floor before she walks into the room. Her tiny hands rub the sleep away from her eyes.
“Morning,” I say to her and she grunts, making me chuckle a bit.
“Where is Momma?” she asks as she comes to the side of the bed where I’m sitting.
“She’s in the shower.” I kiss her neck. “Did you sleep good?” I ask her and she nods her head. It’s been two days that we’ve been back from San Francisco. The week flew by in the blink of an eye. As soon as we got off the plane, we headed to Addison’s house to make sure everything was okay. We stayed for a couple of hours until we headed out to my house, where we’ve been for the last two days.
“Do you want to go and get some breakfast started?” I pick her up and put her on my lap, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close to me. She lays her head on me as she nods. My chest fills so much it is sometimes hard to breathe, but at the same time I feel a dread. Today for the first time since I found her, I’m going to work. I mean, I was working before but today I’m flying out and going into the office to have a couple of meetings.
“Do I have daycare today?” She looks up at me, and I nod. She climbs off my lap, and I stand.
“Go get dressed,” I tell her, “then meet me downstairs.” She turns and walks toward her bedroom.
The shower turns off as I grab her cup of coffee, walking to the bathroom. When I open the door, I find her wrapping a towel around herself. “Avery is up.” I hand her the coffee cup. “I’m going to go make her breakfast.”
“Don’t you have to pack?” she asks me, and my stomach tightens.
“I’ll drop Avery off and then come home to pack,” I say to her. “Are you hungry?”
“Not really, I sort of ate already today.”
I shake my head. “That you did.” I kiss her neck and then kiss her lips before returning downstairs to start breakfast.
Avery eats some pancakes and fruit before we all usher each other out the door. I put Avery in my car before walking over to Addison’s. “I’ll call you later.” I wrap my arms around her. “And I’ll FaceTime you for dinner.”