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Aria's lips curve into a tender smile. “I do love you, Luca.” She leans in, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. "This is where I want to be. You're the one I choose."
I return her kiss, my arms tightening around her. She shifts on my lap, and immediately, a kiss that is just about love morphs into a physical need.
She lifts her head, her eyes sparkling. “Is that another gift I feel?” She shifts again.
“I have a new experience for you,” I say as I stand and carry her back to the small bedroom on the plane.
“Ooh, I like the sound of that.” She loops her arms around my neck. “The Mile High Club.”
“Would you like to join?”
“Only if you initiate me.”
My dick is throbbing in my slacks, ready to do just that. But I want to do more than fuck her. I want to make love. I want to touch and taste every inch of her. I want her to feel so fucking good.
I strip her bare and lay her on the bed. I remove my clothes and then climb over her, lying on her and kissing her as my hands roam. I can feel her go soft and pliant. That’s when I slow things down and explore her body. I trail kisses down her neck as I knead her tits. I move down until I can wrap my lips around her hard nipples and suck. I settle in, loving how she sighs and mewls. The way her body rocks under me simply from sucking her nipples.
“Luca.” Her voice is desperate. Her hand wraps around my cock, tugging as she tries to move until I can enter her.
“Relax, Mio Angelo.” I run my fingers down her stomach, through her soft folds. I circle her clit. “This is a long ceremony. You’ll come so many times.”
She arches and moans. I insert one finger, then two as I trail my lips lower, lower.
“Oh, God… Luca.” Her hips rock, fucking my fingers. I lick her clit, and she hisses. Finally, I suck her clit as I finger her, reaching that one spot that always makes women come.
She cries out, her body bowing off the bed. I continue to finger fuck her and play with her clit until she’s coming again and again. Only when I sense she’s hit her limit do I stop. My caress is gentle, as are my kisses, as I continue down her body, sucking on her inner thigh, leaving a mark. She’d hate the idea that I’ve branded her mine, so I don’t mention it.
I move back up, still taking my time, tasting, touching, searing her essence into my brain. When I’m ninety years old suffering from dementia, I’ll still remember this. Remember all of Aria.
I lie over her again, kissing her sweetly, tenderly. “Ti amo, Mio Angelo.”
“Ti amo,” she says as her breath comes back to her.
I position myself at her entrance as I take her hands, lacing my fingers through hers. “Guardami. Look at me.”
Her eyes flutter open. God, they’re so beautiful. I press my hips down and up, slowly, oh, so fucking slowly, entering her, joining with her. Her cheeks are flushed in a lovely pink hue. Her dark eyes watch me. I see so much love in them. More love than I deserve. I vow to always try harder to be worthy of her love.
Her legs wrap around my hips and hold me seeped inside her. I dip my head and kiss her. Our bodies are one, a single heart and soul. The emotion of it is so brutally raw and pure.
I want to stay like this forever, but nature has other ideas. My body slowly rocks, the friction building and building until our dance is fast, furious, glorious. Together we rise, reaching the pinnacle.
“Luca!” She cries out, her hands gripping mine as hard as her pussy grips my dick.
Stars burst behind my eyes as pleasure floods my body. “Yes, baby… yes…” I pump in and out, my essence filling her. An image of her ripe and round with our child flashes in my mind. I wonder how long she’ll want to wait before we have children. But first a wedding… inwardly, I laugh at how eager I am for my full life with Aria to begin.
But it has begun, I realize as I roll to my side and pull her next to me. It started the moment she showed up at the plane. With or without Niko’s blessing, her choice this time, knowing all that she knows about me, was the moment my heart started beating. When life filled my soul.
EPILOGUE I
Aria – Two Weeks Later
Fairy tales are fiction, but if they were true, my life would be one. Since returning to Italy with Luca, happiness surrounds me. Not that there aren’t moments of tension. Sometimes, Luca oversteps in his demands or tone. But I’m strong enough to stand up for myself instead of second guessing and running away.
And now… today… will be the happiest day of my life so far.
I take a deep breath as I stand in the little room in the cathedral, the same one where Luca's parents were married years ago. The ornate, vaulted ceilings and stained-glass windows fill me with a sense of awe and reverence. This is the moment I've been dreaming of, marrying the man I love.
My heart flutters with excitement as I look around at the familiar faces gathered here today. Lucy, heavily pregnant, fusses over my dress, making sure every detail is perfect. Elena helps me with my makeup. Kate assists in putting on my headpiece and veil.
