Romantic picnic during sunset, elegant date with intimate dinner for two, cosy movie night, art session with just the two of us, reading side by side, fun workouts and cute yoga for couples. He keeps teaching me Italian, beautiful surprises happen daily as we love to spoil each other, baking and cooking sessions became our hobby.
Kisses as sweet as honey, nights more magical that words can tell, tender mornings. I have never felt so blissed out, so loved, so beautiful, so wanted, so cared for. The way his plump lips melt into mine, the way his masculine hands caress my body, the way his soft green-caramel brown eyes take in my figure, the way his muscular arms hold me closer in spite of our bodies being glued together - I cannot have enough of this.
I don't want this to end, ever.
I left my hair and makeup the same, happily changed into cute, white bodysuit and slipped in matching cardigan before dashing downstairs, wanting to surprise my boyfriend with a dessert.
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I connectedly got all needed ingredients and moved onto baking, humming a tune to myself, smiling like love-drunk puppy that I am.
It is raining outside, 5PM, Wednesday evening. The sky is dark and gloomy, yet the world seems so colourful to me. Adriano is finishing up with the basketball practise, he should be here in an hour.
Time ticked by nicely, scent of sweet pastry lingered in our homey nest, making my smile brighten. I cut strawberries neatly, only to giggle as pair of muscular, strong arms wrapped around my waist and handsome face nuzzled in my neck.
"I missed you so much, mon ciel."- murmured in my neck my beloved young man, kissing it gently.
"I missed you very much, mon amour."- I spoke genuinely, smiling as he turned me around, lifting me up to sit me on the worktop, standing between my legs.
My hands tenderly laid on his vast chest, his big hand on my cheek, cupping it lovingly. His plump, full lips fondly pressed against mine in a slow, intimate, devoted kiss, making my heart skip a beat.
Dim lights, his divine fragrance, his protective presence, his powerful and vigorous frame contrasting my small self, our hearts beating as one, our lips melting into each other more and more.
This is heaven.
"Go ahead to change and come back here. I have a surprise for you, mon nounours."- I said softly, pecking him gently.
"Yes, my lady."- he replied cutely, kissing my forehead, giving me butterflies.
He tenderly set me on my feet and kissed my hands before going upstairs. I happily took the pie out, smiling at how lovely it turned out. I set the dishes, made us peach tea and cut fruit on the side: strawberries, peach, kiwi, apple and mango.
