“Or we can do it over family dinner this weekend.”
“Perfect,” I agree as we walk out of the hotel. “Just keep June 7th free.”
“Why is that?”
“The wedding,” I say, and there’s a brief flash of surprise on his face before he nods.
“I figured that was coming.”
When we get outside we say goodbye and I get in my car, I feel lighter already about the decision. This is what’s best for everyone, not only for Jason and me in creating a partnership, but for Gia and her brother to mend what’s been broken. It’s time for her to put all her worries to rest and finally admit to herself what she wants her future to be.
Chapter Nine
Gia
“I don’t like waking up without you in our bed.” Marco walks over to me and glances at the books surrounding me. His sweatpants hang low on his hips and I can tell why he’s upset I wasn’t there. The hard outline of his cock is on full display. My eyes travel up to his chest and I see him smiling down at me. He realizes what I’m doing. I pulled the books out the other day from the box I’d kept them hidden in since high school.
“To be fair, we already got up this morning. You just happened to go back to sleep,” I remind him.
He woke me up with breakfast in bed followed by multiple orgasms. I’d gotten to sleep in, but Marco, like most mornings, had gone for a run. He went back to sleep holding me close in his arms after we ate and made love. I slipped out to get the books to take with me to family dinner today. I’m ready to start the wedding planning and I know my mom will be in full-on mother-of-the-bride mode. It will be best to have these with me when we show up since she did help me make them when I was younger.
“Maybe I want to do it again.” He lifts me from the chair I’m perched in and places me on the giant dining room table. He steps between my thighs and makes the small nightie I’m wearing ride all the way up. It shows I put nothing on under it when I grabbed it off the floor.
“Nothing is stopping you now.” My hands travel down his broad chest and one slips into his sweatpants to wrap around his cock. I stroke him and he groans as his thick length throbs in my palm.
“Get it out,” he demands, and I do what he says. I pull him free and push his sweatpants down with my other hand. I barely have him out and he’s pushing inside of me. I moan out his name as he rips the silk from my body because he wants me naked. If it was up to him he’d burn all my clothes, but then I’d have nothing to wear when I left the house.
I fall back onto the table and look up at him as he thrusts in and out of me. My orgasm comes down hard as I watch his body flex. His grip on my hips is firm, holding me in place and taking what he wants.
I come undone knowing that I will always be the only thing he needs. I cry out and cum at the pleasure of all of it—not only the orgasm but knowing he’s mine, too. My pussy clenches around him as he grunts out his own release and fills me.
“Gia.” He shifts and lifts me onto him. I press my lips to his and it’s soft and sweet as he pulls me into his lap and sits down in the chair. “I’m sorry.”
“You don’t seem sorry about anything,” I laugh, and the feeling of his beard tickles me.
“Your books.” He places another kiss on my bare shoulder and I look over to see my scrapbooks are a mess. One fell to the floor, but they’re all fixable.
“Worth it.” I turn to look back at him and I dig my hands into his short hair.
“We going to talk about this yet?” His hand goes to my stomach and I shrug.
“As in we need a new place?” I suggest.
I enjoy giving him a hard time about his condo. It isn’t a bachelor pad as I teased before, and my things have made it feel warmer and more inviting. You can tell he only used the place to sleep and shower at best before I was here. It isn’t a family home, or at least not what I thought of when I thought of us having kids.
“You focus on this wedding and I’ll focus on our forever home,” he tells me before giving me a kiss and lifting me. He carries me through the house and I keep my legs wrapped around him as he goes.