“Yeah, my stamina.”
Bryce laughs with a hand to his chest. “Don’t worry, the way you and Giulio can’t take your eyes off each other suggests ya stamina and his are perfect. Ain’t nobody that happy at 9 A.M. Ya know what I mean, right?”
I bite my lip, failing to suppress my smile. My eyes should have rolled at McCarson’s comment, but instead, my heart warms with the reminder of my husband this morning. “I guess you’re right.”
“Yeah, I definitely know I’m right after what I heard early this morning. I wanted to talk to Giulio but aborted the mission so damn fast seconds before knocking on his office door.”
Mortified, my jaw drops. “Huh? Don’t tell me you heard us when…”
Bryce snickers. “Oh yes, I did.”
“Oh my god! Really? We were trying not be loud on purpose!”
“Well, you two reckless lovers fucking failed. Now, that’s what I call a sensational fuck.”
“Bryce!” I snort, playfully shoving his chest.
He chuckles, dramatically stumbling back with raised hands. “Damn, girl. Look at that shove. Ya like it rough, huh? Giulio better watch out.”
The laughs only get louder.
When we calm, he points towards the box. “So, where’s it heading?”
“The Tate’s. It is one of the final pieces needed before the design team takes over.”
“Ah, yes. Look, I’ve been an absolute dick to you. I know that now. It was never my intention and I’m glad we’re in a good space now.”
Everything has simmered down dramatically between us since our last heart to heart chat. Ever since the apology, Bryce has been incredible. I appreciate his company, especially in a time where there is carnage everywhere I look.
“We just started off on the wrong path, we’re working on it now.”
“We are.” A prominent smile curls his lips, just like mine. “Aye, let me know if you do end up needing help moving any items.”
“Will do!”
“How’s your sister? I heard through Marcus that…well…you know.”
“She was a bit shaken up but she’s okay now.” Although the memory will last a while, Helena is back to her bubbly old self. “Thanks for asking. I’m sorry about how you two had to meet. Helena was just worried about me that night and her motherly instincts kicked in.”
“It’s alright. You sure both had them young.”
A heavy weight stabs the back of my throat. “We both found love young.”
“Yeah…ya see, I don’t do love. It’s not in my veins.” Bryce flushes with a distant gaze. It surprises me that only moments ago we were so joyous and now his whole demeanor has changed. He seems…I cannot grasp the right word for his emotion.
“Bryce? You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m alright. I gotta go now. Have a good one.”
He disappears before I can say anything else.
“I don’t think I’ll ever take this off.” Giulio shakes his wrist, subsequently moving the beaded bracelet Slonne gifted him. “Pink seems to suit me, don’t you think?”
“Everything suits you, baby.”
“Oh, really now?” He smirks, sliding into bed beside me. Desire pools in his mesmerizing eyes and he silences my laugher with a hot, steamy kiss. “You suit me. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
It’s Thursday now and all of the days’ stress of his attacker still being at large eases with the sensual kisses to my neck. They pull me under to a place where only our passion exists. A place I have been craving for months, and now that we’re here, I never want to escape it.
Giulio’s comforting. His smells like home. His voice is serenity. I trust him with my entire life. Even after all the uncertainty, Giulio still makes me feel like myself again.
Safe.
“Neither would I. I love you”
“I fucking love you too, Lencia.”
“Do you save all your profanities for the bedroom, sir?”
Giulio pulls back with a large grin and the throbbing between my thighs only intensifies at the way he pins his body to mine. “No. I save them for the shower too.”
“Hmm, and why would that be?”
“For this exact reason.” One minute we’re on the bed, the next he has me pinned against the charcoal shower tiles with my legs around his hips. Our kiss is a rapid cure to everything we’ve been fighting for. Steam fuels the air and I can’t help but tease him when we pull away.
My hands spread across his wet torso. The bruises have almost completely healed from the incident almost two weeks ago. “Is that all you’ve got, Mr. Giannotti?”
His voice grips my heart like a vice. “Not in the slightest.”
Shower sex has always been my favorite. Perhaps because we’re locked away in pure bliss with nothing but warm water cascading down our naked bodies and moans filling the air.
Giulio lowers me and I spin around to press my hands against the glass.
“Baby…” Giulio rubs my heat from behind, nibbling on my shoulder as I wriggle in pleasure. “This still isn’t all I’ve got.” He replaces the sweet sensation with his cock. “I could make love to you for an entire lifetime. Nothing but making love. I adore all the other aspects of our marriage, but right now…right now, I’m going to fuck you so deep, baby.” The first thrust is ruthless and shoves me closer to the wall. Our moans don’t subside. My breasts press against the shower glass and his hands cover mine against the glass. I smile as he fucks me hard while making love to my neck with his soft kisses. “Just like this, Lencia. Just like this.”
It’s just after eleven when we make it out of the shower. An hour passes with nothing but countless wild orgasms followed by a legit shower that only leads to more pleasure.
Giulio and I check on the twins before deciding to end our night with some coffee. He’s a true Italian after all, and he has somehow recruited me into his ‘caffeine before bed does nothing to me’ club. I like that club.
“So, I’ve been thinking about what you said the other night…about finding
