Page 43 of His Sweet Torment
Dale nodded. “You, Enver and the Bean. You guys getting married?”
Padme shrugged. “He hasn’t asked me.”
“You should ask him. The Sisterhood might forgive you then.”
Padme grinned. “In all truth, I’m honestly not bothered about being married. I want to be with Enver for all time – a piece of paper isn’t going to change that.”
Later, when Enver returned, looking refreshed and relaxed for the first time in weeks, Padme kissed him hello. “Docs say they’re letting me out tomorrow.”
Enver smiled, pulling her against him. “Good. I’m ready for our life to begin, Pad, at last.
“At last.”
Three months later
His lips trailed along the length of her spine until they rested against the back of her neck. “Are you ready for me,il mia amore?”
He pushed her thick dark hair away from her face as she nodded and gently, he parted her legs and thrust his rampant cock into her swollen, wet cunt. Padme gasped, her face turning towards him so he could kiss her as they fucked, his hands pinning hers to the bed.
Outside, the sea rushed against the cliffs of the Italian coast, the sun pelted down, heating the ground. Enver braced himself as he began to fuck her harder and deeper and longer until she was crying his name out again and again. He came, hard, groaning, telling her again and again how much he loved her.
Afterward, they lay, wrapped in each other’s arms, Enver’s hand splayed across the small bump in her belly. And now they knew – a girl…anda boy. Twins. They hadn’t expected it, but it had been a source of great joy to them when they found out.
Padme had found the house by accident, randomly browsing properties on an Italian website but when she saw it. she knew she had found their home. A recently renovated farmhouse, huge, with an indoor pool, and plenty of space for their children to run and play and be free. Enver had agreed, and the sale had gone through within a few days.
They had been here for a month now, and in Padme’s heart, she knew she had found her place in the world.
She looked at her lover now and smiled at him. “Ti amo, Enver Toscano.”
He grinned and kissed her. “Ti amo, Padme.” He picked up her left hand and traced a circle around her third finger. “Sposami?”He asked in a soft, almost nervous voice because they’d talked about it, but not seriously.
Now though, and despite what she’d told Dale, Padme looked into the glorious green eyes of the man she loved and could only think of one thing she wanted to say.
“Si, Enver,si, si, si…”
And she kissed him more passionately than she ever had before.
The End.
