*Natalia*
“As you can see, the owner was heavily influenced by classic Italian art.” Our tour guide pointed at one of the busts in the Villa San Michele.
I was grateful for the other people on the tour, who seed far more interested in what we were doing than I was.
It was an absolutely gorgeous museum, but this tour alone had lasted over an hour, and it was our third one of the day. I was beginning to suspect that Tallon had jam-packed our day just in case our trip was cut short again.
I loved seeing so much of the Isle of Capri, but I found myself continuously ignoring the beautiful views in favor of staring at my husband. We had ended the night before with a sweet round of lovemaking, but it hadn’t even begun to satiate my hunger for him.
Tallon felt my gaze and turned to make eye contact, smiling at absently and reaching out to entangle his fingers with mine. He turned back to the tour guide but pulled my hand up to his mouth for a gentle kiss.
Fuck, that shouldn’t have turned on nearly as much as it did. The press of his mouth on my skin gave a flashback to the other places his mouth had been and sent a little shiver of desire straight to my heart.
He moved as if he was going to drop my hand, but I clung to him and stepped closer so that our sides were pressed together. I couldn’t get nearly enough contact.
“Please follow as we head toward the private garden, one of Italy’s most beautiful private parks,” the tour guide said.
We exited the villa through a gigantic archway and found ourselves in paradise. I gasped in awe at the stone pathway surrounded by lush plants that led all around the villa. It was like a fairy book page co to life with the way the plants grew over an intricate pagoda that had been built over the pathway. Everywhere I looked was filled with green.
Tallon tugged at my hand gently to pull away from our tour group. We walked in silence for a few monts, taking in the peace and tranquility of the garden. In spite of all the tourists, there was a hush that had fallen over everyone who walked through the pathway, as though the garden was far too beautiful for pointless chatter.
“I’m so happy you brought here,” I whispered, reluctant to break the silence.
“I’m so happy to be here with you,” Tallon whispered back before quickly pulling into a hidden corner, blocked on three sides by pillars and hidden from view of anyone walking the path.
He pushed against the pillar and crowded over , his hands firmly planted on my waist. I tilted my chin up as he leaned down and caught my mouth in a kiss that was almost harsh with passion.
He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and bit slightly, pulling a gasp out of as he licked at the small hurt and imdiately bit again. He kept one hand on my waist but moved the other to cup the back of my neck, ensuring that I wouldn’t pull away until he was ready for to... not that I had any desire to end this. It was exactly what I had been desperate to do with him all day.
“Tell you’re mine,” he growled low in his throat, quietly enough that anyone walking by on the pathway wouldn’t be able to hear him.
“I’m yours,” I moaned into his mouth as he moved his hand from my waist to my breast and teased at my nipple with his thumb.
He pulled away for a mont and let go of my neck so that he could tuck his thumb under my chin, ensuring that I wouldn’t look away.
“Bringing you here... it reminds of the last ti,” he murmured, “when you weren’t really mine, not yet.”
I gazed into his eyes, trying to read him. I could see there was real tension there and hurt. My heart dropped as I saw how desperately he needed to reassure him that what we had was real and destined to last.
“Tallon, I am yours until the end of ti. Nobody cos between you and , not ever,” I said firmly, reaching up to cup his cheeks in my hands.
He turned his face to kiss my palm, then leaned down for a sweeter kiss than before. The passion was still there, but the slightly desperate feeling had subsided. We kissed lazily for a few more monts, but jumped awkwardly apart as we heard soone walk by too close for comfort.
“I want to go back to the villa now,” I whispered.
He smiled at knowingly and nodded. We managed to make it to the car before we started kissing again, and by the ti we got back to the villa, I was practically panting, I was so desperate for him.
The second the door was shut, Tallon picked up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took the both of us to the bedroom, our mouths locked the entire ti.
“I have no idea what you have planned for the rest of the day, but you need to cancel it,” I demanded as he sat down on the bed.
He chuckled at my tone. “Don’t worry, nobody will care if we miss it.”
He stared down at on the bed as he tugged his tie free and threw it on the floor. He didn’t break his gaze even as he unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows. I bit my lip as I stared up at him, desperate for whatever was going to happen next.
“Do you want to show who you belong to right now?” he asked softly, his voice unbearably sexy.
“Yes,” I sighed, just waiting to submit myself to him. It was rare that he let this possessive, domineering side of himself out to play, but I loved it every single ti. I felt that it was a sign of imnse trust between the two of us that he was willing to show a side of him that few people ever got to see.
“Take your panties off, but keep the dress on,” he commanded.
I rushed to obey him, standing up to quickly shimmy out of my underwear and letting it drop to my feet before quickly sitting back down on the bed. My dress was a soft, silky material that felt deliciously sensual against my skin. I hadn’t worn a bra with it, and I could see Tallon’s gaze move quickly down to my nipples as they hardened against the silvery fabric.
He dropped to his knees in front of and leaned forward to place his mouth on my nipple over my dress. I gasped at the sudden sensation as he gently bit down just enough to send a shot of pleasure right to my core.
He pulled away and moved to my other breast, giving it the sa treatnt. The wet spot he’d left on my dress quickly chilled in the air, leaving a reminder of where his mouth had been. He stood back up so that he could look down at his handiwork, visibly pleased at the way the wetness from his mouth had given the dress a more translucent quality so that my nipples were nearly visible but still just hidden enough to tease.
He reached up and unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way. My eyes followed his strong hands as they worked to reveal his chiseled chest and abs. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it into the corner before turning back to .
I could practically feel my mouth watering at the sight of him. I let out a small whine from the back of my throat, sothing between a whimper and moan as I was overwheld with the desire to put my mouth on him.
“What do you want, sweetheart?” he asked. “You know you can ask for anything.” There was a wonderfully wicked gleam in his eye as he looked down at , waiting for whatever dirty thing would co out of my mouth.
“I want to taste you,” I admitted, biting my lip as I looked up at him.
“Fuck, I love it when you say that,” he groaned. “But I don’t think I’m going to let you have just yet. You’re going to have to earn it.”
I fought a smile from rising to my lips. I loved it when he played hard to get, and it seed that today he was intent on drawing this out.
“Hm, I think I want you on your hands and knees on the bed, facing away from ,” he said.
I obeyed quickly, my dress hiking up around my thighs in my hurry. I felt vulnerable in the best way as he stood behind and I waited to see what he would do next. I didn’t have to wait long for him to reach out and tug my dress up so that my ass and pussy were exposed to him. Thanks to his teasing, I was already soaked, and I knew he would love seeing how much he had already turned on.
He ran his hand over my ass and between my thighs, brushing against my folds with a touch so light I couldn’t help but arch into it, trying to increase the friction. He pulled his hand away and tsked at .
“Such a needy woman,” he murmured. “I can see how wet you are for .”
I moaned, arching my back to give him better access. He obliged my wordless pleading by pressing a finger gently inside of , going slowly enough to ensure that he wouldn’t hurt .
“Fuck, yes,” I gasped. “More, please.”
He chuckled at my begging, but quickly added a finger to his explorations, stretching just slightly. I stayed as still as I could, allowing him to take his ti. He rewarded my patience by pulling his fingers out and moving them to circle my clit. His movents were maddeningly slow, but I knew the payoff would be worth it.
“Who does this pussy belong to?” he asked as he rolled my clit between his finger and his thumb.
I jerked against him involuntarily and his movents quickened.
“You,” I managed to say between my teeth as my entire body tensed with pleasure. Fuck, I was already going to orgasm, and he hadn’t even taken my dress all the way off.
But I should have known Tallon had other plans. Just as I thought my orgasm was imminent, he pulled away from entirely. I whined at the sudden lack of sensation and looked over my shoulder to pout at him.
“I know, I know, but I don’t want you going just yet. I think you can take a lot more,” he reassured . “Now stand up so I can help you out of that pretty dress.”
I got off the bed and turned my back to him so that he could undo my zipper. Once it was down, he slipped the sleeves down my arms slowly, running his hands down every inch of until I was covered in goosebumps.
It amazed that sothing so simple as running his hands down my arms could feel so intimate after what he had just been doing to , but that was what I loved about Tallon. Every touch from him reminded that I was cherished. He put his hands on my waist and encouraged to turn around so that I could face him.
“My god, you are so fucking gorgeous,” he said before leaning down to kiss again, his hands roaming freely over my naked body.
I reached out and undid his belt buckle, then pulled at his pants until he finally pulled away from our kiss and helped get him out of his pants. I slipped my hand into his underwear and wrapped it loosely around his cock, loving how hard he already felt. His eyes glazed slightly at my touch, and I grinned, knowing that he would do whatever I wanted now that I had my hands on him.
I knelt in front of him and pulled his underwear down so that he could step out of them. He tangled his hands in my hair, and I quickly pulled his entire length into my mouth, loving the way his entire body shuddered with pleasure. I felt his hands clench in my hair as he guided , his body tense as he struggled to keep himself from losing control entirely. Too soon, he pulled out of my mouth and reached under my arms to pick up.
“I can’t take it anymore, I need to fuck you,” he muttered before turning to bend over the bed.
He teased my entrance for only a mont, ensuring that I was wet enough to take him, before he filled so quickly that it left gasping, the stretch deliciously overwhelming. The second I had adjusted to him, he pulled out and pushed back into .
I clenched at the sheets as he held my hips so that he could determine our pace. My breasts were pressed against the bed, his movents creating the perfect amount of friction against the sheets. Once Tallon had settled into a consistent pace, he reached around to tease at my clit.
“I want you to co with ,” he said, kissing my shoulder.
“I’m so close,” I panted as he kept pace with his hand and his hips. My entire body felt like it had been coiled up and would co loose at any mont. I knew it would only be seconds before I was sent directly over the edge into bliss.
Tallon responded by increasing his speed, sending into a screaming orgasm before I had even taken another breath. As my body squeezed around him, he jerked into , his movents erratic as he matched my orgasm. He held there for a second, both of us gasping for air as our bodies remained connected.
Finally, he pulled out and climbed onto the bed before pulling against his chest, his arms wrapped around as I rested my head on his shoulder.
“I love you so much, Natalia,” he whispered, as if the words were too precious to speak out loud.
“I love you, Tallon... forever,” I whispered back.
If this was married life, it was going to be a piece of cake. I had never been happier in my entire life as I was wrapped up in my husband’s arms.
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