Page 54 of The Agreement

"Is what a common practice?"

"This," she said with a wave of her hand. "The tub, the soothing, and the talking."

"No," was his one-word response and she stopped his hand for a moment and she looked at him. He smiled, turned her back around, and grabbed the washcloth to trail it over her skin. "My goal with sex was sex. I made sure my woman came, of course, but my goal was to get myself off. I didn’t care about getting into soothing and comforting talk, and I sure didn’t fucking care to soothe their aching muscles. To me, that was on them. So, no, I don't do this, but for some unknown reason to my mind, my heart really wanted to do this for you."

"Oh," was all she could say. She had nothing more to offer. That was a loaded confession in more ways of what was unsaid than what was said. She watched as he used the cloth to pour more water over her chest while his other hand played with her nipple. And she was starting to see how that was so closely related to her pussy and how it turned her on.

He kissed along her shoulder, up over the side of her neck, and up to her ear. "One day," he whispered, tugging on the lobe, "I will fuck you in the shower; have you against the wall, your long legs wrapped around me, your arms holding me, and you bouncing on my dick." He slipped a finger into her pussy and she moaned as he smiled. "I see someone likes the idea."

"I've always wanted to be fucked in a shower. A pool and hot tub too." He reached over to drain the water, got up, and then lifted her up, not caring about towels, and walked back to the bed, laying her down again.

"Tell me what else you want to do?" he asked as he kissed along her chest, pulling a nipple into his mouth.

"Mmm," she moaned, her hands running through his hair, "I've always wanted to see the fuss about being on top, about doggy, about a 69, and if that sutra book really works." He chuckled at that as his lips trailed down her stomach.

"It’s just a lot of positions that require some flexibility, but it could be fun." He reached her center and she gasped as his tongue snaked into her. "God damn Val, you are so wet. The thought of sex turns you on, I see."

"No, the thought of sex with you, Giovanni, turns me on." She watched as his eyes lightened with desire and grinned as he climbed back over her.

"I don’t know if I ever had words make me as hard as you did just by saying that. I wanted to please you but now I need to be in you," he growled out, taking her hands and pinning them above her head.

"Then I guess we turn each other on," she whispered. She couldn’t fight the smirk, just like she couldn’t fight the need for him. She leaned up and kissed him, her legs wrapping around his as if they had their own mind. He ground his hips against hers and she could feel his hardness. She wasn’t sure if she should be amazed at how soon she got him hard again or not. But something told her to proud of that fact.

He released her hands to grab ahold of her hips and lifted them, slowly slipping into her once again. She closed her eyes as her hands flew to his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. God damn, this just felt like home to her, like this was where she should always be. And to be honest, she had no problem making love to this man every night if he wanted. In fact, she’d openly admit that she probably want it more than he did.

"Fuck Valentina, I really don’t think I have felt anything more perfect than this. Me being buried in you, you wrapped around me, fuck it's just so damn good." His lips captured hers as he started to move faster and her hips found his rhythm, meeting thrust for thrust. She moaned into the kiss as she felt so much more than the last time.

"Giovanni?"

"Yes,bella?"

"Everything feels good to you, right? You would tell me if something didn’t, right?"

"Of courseinamorato(sweetheart), why do you ask?" She wasn’t sure what possessed her to lean up and kiss along his neck, but she had wanted to do that for a while now. She lightly nipped and almost stopped as he moaned but he shook his head, urging her to keep on. She moved her lips down his neck to where it met his shoulder and did what he did to her, she started to suck. He shivered against her and nearly stopped moving. "Oh God, that simple...innocent...act of you…kissing and sucking…almost did me in."

She blinked at him before she slowly started to smile, her hands running over his back. "Did I just make the big ol’ Giovanni breathless and almost caused him to come before he was ready?"

"You little minx!" He leaned down to kiss along her neck as he chuckled, his hips pushing against hers once more. She moaned; yes, she could see how this could make him lose it, it felt so damn good. She wrapped her legs around his waist based on pure instinct and gasped as he seemed to go in even deeper.

"Oh shit!" she cried out and she could feel his lips lift into a smile.

"Different positions hit differently. Sweet Lord baby. I don’t think I can hold out much longer. Please come with me." He lifted her hips again and she cried out. Fuck, he was hitting something that was bringing stars before her eyes. "Oh, I found your sweet spot." She didn’t care what he found, she'll ask about it later, right now she didn’t want him to stop.

"Yes, oh fuck yes, please, harder."

"I aim to please baby. He pushed harder into her and she cried out as she exploded from the inside, her breath catching. She hugged him tighter as she heard his own grunts and felt him let loose deep inside her. He collapsed on her chest and she grinned as she ran her nails up and down his sweat-slicked back.

"It...gets better?" she asked him and he grinned as he rolled off of her and pulled her into his arms.

"Each time will always be better, yes."

"And we can do this every day?" He laughed as he rubbed her lower back, her head resting against his chest.

"Not yet. That will be rough on you and you just lost your virginity. I don’t need to make you so sore that you get turned off from it." She closed her eyes, tiredness soon over taking her body.

"Okay, okay. Maybe not every day."

"Don’t worrybella, something tells me I will never tire of you." She rather loved hearing that and smiled to herself, the sleep starting to claim her. She listened to the sound of his heart, not wanting to move from this spot; this is where she felt safe and oddly enough, wanted.

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