Adriano Di Lauro
As soon as she arrives at the hospital, my daughter tries to escape from her seat, but untying her seat belt becomes a difficult task, which makes her angry.
Without realizing it, a smile appears on my face seeing her fight the difficult battle.
"Do I help you?", my wife asks, to which she desperately nods. It's the first time I've seen a child eager to visit a health center. "Ready".
"Bye, daddy!". She leaves one of her childish kisses fleetingly on my cheek and takes bodyguard's hand to get out, but not before encouraging the doctor. "Hurry up, Cassie!"
"She seems excited" the blonde says in front of me.
"You think?". I raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "I can assure you that she won't let you work today".
"I'll know how to keep her at bay", she assures me, making me want to laugh out loud. She still doesn't know her well.
"I tell you from my own experience".
"Nonsense!", She huffs. "It can not be so bad".
"You'll see for yourself", I warn as I listen to my daughter's fuss, so I hasten to lift my wife onto my lap and devour her lips. "Don't ever get out of bed before me".
"I went to prepare breakfast..."
"Under any circumstances and without exceptions". I stand firm. "Do not do it again".
"Is that an order?", she asks, her tone amused despite seriousness in my expression.
I like so much margin of difference of personalities between us, it is what makes us so compatible and attuned, the perfect combination. If there is a word that describes her, it is that and I say it every time I have a chance. Cassandra has no idea how much desirable she is.
"It is, and it's also out of discussion".
"Do you remember the day you told me I would be a free woman?"
"Oh, you are". I nibble her chin at the same time she brushes her nose with mine. If it wasn't for Ella's shrieks, I'd take her right here, "but I also remember telling you that you could never run away from me, many times.
"Never?". I don't know why, but her question seems all-important, as if it gave her more than one answer.
"Never, cara", I imprison her mouth, delighting in her sweet taste, invading every space of it, traveling a path already known and yet, I don't finish exploring it entirely.
She shifts uncomfortably at the feel of my hardness under her body and it only fuels her more.
"Cassie!", Ella pokes her head through the door, breaking the magic of the moment. "Why you delay?". Then she notices our positions. "What are you doing?"
My wife laughs naturally as I take a deep breath and then, I let the air contained in my lungs escape.
"I'm out, bambina", she declares so that the little meddler moves away. "I'm sorry".
'Why?", I rebuke. "For lighting a fire you don't intend to put out?"
"I..."
"Don't worry", I shut her up with a beak shorter than I'd like. "You'll make it up to me tonight. Go before I bring my daughter home and kidnap you".
The car starts moving and I can only think of her sexy hips dancing on top of mine, making my problem worse.
'Ma Dio, it's too early for this'
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Made of Steel
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