“Don’t tell me you like that ring more than me?” he asked.
I giggled, turning to look down at his face. “The ring is pretty good, but compared to the man?” I shook my head. “No contest.”
Gianni fell back, taking me with him. My lips found his as Gianni’s hands ran up my back to undo the clasp of my bra. Suddenly, I got even more heated and felt desperate for even more of him. I leaned back enough to grab the bottom of his shirt and dragged it up to reveal his chiseled torso. I let him take care of getting rid of it fully while I bent over to kiss across his pecs and lick between his abs.
Gianni let out a sigh. “I’ll never get sick of your lips on me.”
“That’s good,” I said. “Because you’re stuck with them forever.”
He slid his fingers into my hair. “I don’t know that ‘stuck’ is the word I’d use.”
I slipped further down his body until I was braced at the hem of his pants. I unlatched the belt and undid the zipper and button, then I worked his pants down, pulling them until I could drop them to the floor, then removed my own shorts and underwear before making my way back up. I grabbed his shaft and gave it a few strokes, but as I leaned my head in to lick, Gianni pressed his hand to my head to stop me.
“Wait,” Gianni said. “Come here.”
I followed the direction, sliding further up the bed, and Gianni grabbed my hips and guided me towards his head. I got the sense of what he was going for, and looped my legs over his head, hovering myself above him. He surprise-attacked me, nipping into the flesh of my thigh, and I let out a little yelp that quickly turned into a moan as he stuck out his tongue, exploring the space between my upper thighs.
His hands smoothed up my back and gave a light push, so I bent over at the waist, bringing my head above his throbbing member. I wrapped my hands around it again, pulling at it before finally leaning in and closing over. Gianni’s sucking got more fervent as I began to work my way further down his member. It was large, so much so that I struggled to get it all the way into my mouth, but I tried as hard as I could. When he poked at the back of my throat, I gagged and Gianni let out a sexy sigh.
As our lives continued, I was excited to learn more things that made him make sounds like that.
His tongue poked into me and I let out a moan, which made him lick even rougher. We got into a vicious cycle of trying to beat the other one at being more pleasing. Ultimately, he won as a powerful shudder started at the edges of my body and shot to my center, rocking me with an orgasm that had me screaming out.
Gianni squeezed the cheeks of my ass in the wake of it, then tapped it a little. “Slide forward, baby.”
Eagerly, I sat up and slid forward until I was sitting in Gianni’s lap. I grabbed his shaft and rested it just inside my entrance. Gianni sat up and wrapped his arms around me, taking a hold of my breasts as I slowly lowered over him.
He set his head on my shoulder so that his lips were right at my ear. “I love you, Philippa.”
The words burned my body as they came out. I turned so that I could see his face. “I love you too, Gianni.”
Gianni rocked his hips forward, poking himself against a spot sweet inside. I let out a sigh and started to rock along with him, swinging ourselves into a vibrating rhythm that felt so good, it was mind-numbing. We rowed ourselves back and forth until an orgasm was colliding over me, which must have been threatening to drag Gianni over too, based on the grunts he started to make.
“Wait,” he said again. “Turn around.”
I stood up off of him, not enjoying the empty feeling left behind as he dropped out, but I quickly returned him to his place inside of me as I crawled over his lap, facing him. I wrapped my arms around Gianni’s shoulders as he curled his arms under my knees to crane my legs upwards. I latched my lips onto his and his tongue rushed out to meet mine. He started to lift himself into me at a faster, more euphoric pace, spilling a flurry of moans out of me and into his mouth.
Finally, he slammed into me several times more, then he pulled himself out of me and splashed his seed between our stomachs. I let out a whine of disappointment and Gianni snickered. “We’ve gotten lucky up til now. Let’s wait until Tokyo to start our family.”
I smiled at his use of the words ‘Our family.’ “I guess,” I groaned back.
We continued that way throughout the day and well into the evening. Eventually, we’d exhausted ourselves, and I wasn’t sure when I’d fallen asleep, but soon, I was blinking my eyes in the light of the sun shining in through the windows. Gianni was passed out next to me and I chuckled at the dozens of dark hickies I’d left dotted along his body. Maybe I’d gotten carried away, but as I glanced down at my chest and arms, it was clear I wasn’t the only one.
I slid my way up Gianni’s body and leaned in to kiss him, but then my stomach churned. I backed up, unsure of what the weird feeling was about, but then it twisted again and the urgency hit me. I threw the covers back and bolted into the bathroom, only just barely making my way to the toilet before I upchucked. There wasn’t much substance to it, mainly because I hadn’t eaten much within the last 24 hours, but once it was done, I sat back and it didn’t feel like I was sick at all.
Oh no.
I started to snicker to myself just as Gianni walked into the bathroom. He looked down at me sitting on the floor of the bathroom with a look of concern on his face. “Are you okay?”
I looked up at him with a smile. “Remember how you said we should wait until Tokyo to start our family?”
“Yeah?” Gianni said.
“Wemightbe too late.”
Epilogue: Gianni
“You didn’t lie when you said Japan suffers a rainy season,” I said.
