Page 42 of The Naughty One
“God,Romy…”
She climbed up his body and straddled him. Blue opened his eyes and smiled at her. “Good morning,beautiful.”
“Morning, handsome. Touch me,Allende.”
He grinned at her order and cupped her full breasts in his hands, feeling the pillowy softness of her skin, the small nipples hardening under his touch. “Have I told you how much I love yourbreasts?”
Romy grinned, her dark hair falling over her shoulders, her makeup-free face ethereal in the early morning light. She guided his cock inside her and Blue sucked in a sharp breath. “And your cunt … your glorious, silky, tight little cunt …Jesus,Romy…”
She moved on top of him, taking him in deeper and deeper, clenching her muscles around his cock until he was bucking and shuddering beneath her. As she cried out with her climax, he flipped her onto his back and began to thrust harder and harder, pinning her hands to the bad, holding her gaze as he fuckedher.
Romy came again and again and Blue, not able to get enough of her, shivered and shot thick, creamy cum deep into her belly. They collapsed against each other, not caring about morning breath, and kissed passionately. “God, I love you,” Blue said, his voice gravelly withemotion.
“I love you, Blue. Let’s just keep doing this for the rest of our lives.” She was breathless, and Blue admired the way her breasts and bely moved with her breathing. He stroked his hand over the soft curve of herbelly.
“You’ve got a deal,” he grinned and kissed her again. She pressed her breasts against his hardchest.
“I’ve never felt like this, ever,” she said in a whisper, touching his facetenderly.
“Probably just the concussion,” Blue chuckled, and shelaughed.
“No way. This is it for me, Blue. This is real. This is what life is meant to beabout.”
“I couldn’t agree more, Romy Sasse.” He wrapped himself around her, looking deep into her eyes. “Marry me. Marry me today, or tomorrow, or however soon we can arrangeit.”
Romy stared back at him and for a long moment, he thought she might say no.If she is sensible,he thought,she will say no. But God, please, please, Romy,say…
“Yes.”
For a moment, Blue didn’t comprehend her answer then as it sank it, he whooped loudly, overwhelmed, as Romy giggled. He rolled her around on the bed, cheering and laughing until they were bothbreathless.
After they’d calmed down, he stroked the hair away from her face. “Really?”
“Really.”
“God, thank you, thank you, thank you.Mio Dio, mioDio.”
“Onecondition.”
“Yes?”
“We have the ceremony in Italian. It’s onlyfitting.”
Blue grinned at her. “I’ll coach you on thelanguage.”
Romy giggled. “I’ll have people check that you haven’t made me agree to some kind of sexualdeviancy.”
“Damn, you caught me.” Blue propped himself up on his elbow, grinning down at her. “And I thought you’d likethat.”
“Oh, I would,” Romy laughed. “But you don’t have to make me agree to it, it’s implicit.” She reached down and stroked his cock, which twitched into life again. “Let’s do this, Allende. Make me yourwife.”
And two days later, that was exactly what hedid.
Chapter20
Octavia Helmond grinnedat the message on her phone, and her friend, Mandy, nudged her. “What isit?”
“My sister just got married on a whim inItaly.”
