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Leaning back in the chair, my cock slides in a little deeper and it feels fucking amazing. “Do you feel that,Marrone Dolce? This is what you fucking do to me. Now, I want you to take it all likeabrava ragazza.” I say, slamming her down on top of me over and over until she’s screaming my name.

“Abel! Oh my, Abel.” She groans, reclaiming my lips, kissing me senseless.

We rock back and forth until we each have nothing left to give. “My God,Marrone Dolce, that was even better than before.” I admit.

I watch her beautiful face, a smug grin forming as she repeats my words back to me, “Uh uh, don’t call God’s name in vain.” She smirks.

Touché. “Yes, ma’am.” I say, pecking her lips one more time. “So, I promised you food. I’ll show you to the bathroom, get you some clothes, and we can make something to munch on before I eat my dessert.”

She looks so innocent when she bites her lip like that. “Okay.”

“Come on.”

After we shower together, I get her a change of clothes. This is yet another thing I’ve never allowed another woman to do… Wear my clothes.

To say she looks good in them is a fucking understatement.

“I know I promised you food, but they way you look in my clothes… I’m gonna need my dessert now.” I say.

I tried to keep the beast at bay, but I failed.

The rest of the night, I spent having my dessert, multiple times. I finally made something for her to eat before we worked it off again.

If anyone would have told me that I’d be spending New Year’s Eve with a beautiful woman, who has seemed to capture my heart, I would have called them a liar.

Lying in bed as the tv plays, we listen to the commotion of the New Year’s Eve party going on in Times Square.

“Are you ready to ring in the New Year together,Marrone Dolce?” I ask, kissing her knuckles, loving the fact that she’s spending it with me.

“Yeah, I am. It’s time for new beginnings.” She says, looking at me as if I’m the only guy in her world.

I guess for tonight… I am.

“Three, two, one… Happy New Year!” The cast members on tv shout.

“Happy New Year, Ivy.”

“Happy New Year, Abel.” We share a kiss… many more kisses and make love well into the night.

After it all ends, I don’t know how I’m going to be able to let her go.

Chapter Twelve

Ivy

January 2023

The night air is chilly, brushing against my skin, making goosebumps appear. I open my eyes and notice I’m not in my room. Sitting up, my nerves begin to bunch in the bowels of my stomach, the previous night begins to play in my mind.

Looking over to my left, I see Abel’s back facing me. It’s covered with ink and designs of all kinds. I reach out to touch it but pull my hand back.

I can’t wake him up because I have to go. I’ve overstayed my welcome.

Thinking quickly, I have to look around and plan my escape.

I won’t lie and say we didn’t have an amazing night together, because we did. He’s made me feel more beautiful than Jake ever did.

But I can’t let that stop me from leaving.

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