For mere moments, we simply lay and breathed each other in. The cool night air and the leftover trickle of rain were a balm to our heated skins. Gabriela sifted her fingers through my hair and I shivered, wrapping my arms around her in a hug, my face buried in her neck.
“Doll,” I mumbled, blindly reaching between us to turn off the butt plug. “You okay?”
“More than good.” She kissed my temple. “You?”
“More than good too.”
The sight of her all ruffled and smiling tugged at my heartstrings. Her thumb smoothed over my mouth. I expected her to ask me to remove the toy or to clean her up. Instead, she whispered, “When did you start learning my language?”
Warmth suffused my face at her question. “I started taking lessons two weeks ago. I…I just wanted to feel closer to you.”
An emotion I couldn’t decipher flashed over her features. “Is that so?” I nodded, unsure what to say, and she cupped my cheek. “Tell me what else you’ve learned.”
I leaned closer to kiss her lips. “Ti…Ti adoro,” I said hesitantly. “Sei bellissima.”
I adore you. You’re beautiful.
Gabriela didn’t say anything, stunned.
I frowned. Did I pronounce them wrong? I learned some basic Italian, but mostly only memorized terms of endearment and praise because those were the most important things I wanted to shower my Gabriela with.
She urged me closer with the hand on my cheek and bestowed a featherlight kiss on my lips. “Farei qualsiasi cosa per te, bello. Sono innamorata di te.”
My heart pounded and I swallowed thickly. “I’m not that advanced, Gabby. What did you say?”
She caressed my jaw. “That’s for me to know and for you to find out one day.”
This would only make me more relentless in my pursuit to learn Italian, if simply for the sake of understanding the words the girl I was in love with spoke to me.
“Fine. Keep your secrets.” I stroked a knuckle down her cheek. “But one day, I’ll have them all.”
“I’m sure you will.”
I rose up on my knees and pulled my softening cock out of her. We both groaned at the sensation and watched my cum trickle out of her opening. Unable to help myself, I fingered it back inside. Gabriela closed her eyes on a blissful sigh, clutching my jacket on either side of her hips.
My chest shuddered, making more room for her presence, as if she wasn’t already all that I saw and all that I felt. I didn’t think there was a single fiber left inside of me that she hadn’t already laid claim to.
I was all hers.
She was all mine.
And I wouldn’t let anything change that.
Gingerly, I popped out the butt plug since she’d worn it for longer than I intended, and wiped her pussy with the pack of tissues I kept inside my leather jacket pocket.
Gabriela observed me with a gentle expression as I went about my task. I loved the aftercare part, where she relaxed beneath me and I could tend to her.
A crackling of branches drew our attention to the left.
We both stared at the path where we’d entered from. There was nothing but shadows and trees.
“Do you think… someone is there?” Gabriela hushed, rising to her knees.
Maybe one of the Remington guards heard the sounds of our activity and came to investigate. “If there was, they probably saw us and left.”
“You’re right.” Her eyes wandered back to me—my chest in particular—and she frowned. “Oh, I left too many marks.”
I grinned at her awestruck tone. Clearly, she wasn’t mad about leaving marks, just that there were too many. “As if that wasn’t your intention, Miss Possessive.”
