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The italian

You're nearing the end of your day shift, and you're in the gym on the treadmill when one of your co-workers walks in. "Y/n, there's somebody asking for you at the reception." "Who?" you ask as you come to a stop. "Some woman, brunette; I think Italian." Freya explains. You step off the treadmill and leave the gym. 'i know who this is' you think to yourself, jogging down the stairs to reception.

"How can I help?" You question. "I came to thank you for saving my life, and I made some soup, and now I'm starting to think this is stupid." She began to ramble as a result of her anxiety.  "We haven't had anything to eat because of a busy day, thank you." you smile. Taking the pot, you start to make your way to the kitchen. "You coming?" The brunette jogged over and began walking with you. "Food is here!" you declare setting the pot on the counter and pulling the ladle from the drawer.

Everyone began to crowd in and grab bowls, and I filled them one by one until there were none left. "Who made this? It's fantastic." Evan wondered.  "I did; it's a minestrone recipe from my Nonna," replied the girl. "Who exactly is she?" Michael inquired. "Gabriella, y/n saved my life just a few days ago." With this one gaze, everyone looked at each other. "She has been on desk duty for all of her shifts this week and the previous week." Abby stated. "Do you know each other?" She went on to say: "She's my wife." You raised your left hand to show off your ring.

"Sorry, bambina, but I tried." Your wife apologised while laughing. "It's okay; I'm going to shower if you want to join." You and Gabby begin walking to the locker rooms and showers. When we arrived at the showers, we undressed, grabbed towels, and turned on the hot water. We walk in, and she gives me that look before leaning in and kissing me passionately. You seize her hands and pin her against the wall. "Promise you'll be quiet." You demand. She nods, and you kiss your way down to where she most needs you.

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"Is she home?" you ask as you "No, I told her she could stay at her friends tonight." "Good." You whispered as you slipped your hand into her pants and entered two fingers inside her, causing her to let a small gasp out. "Y/n, do something," she says. You start thrusting your fingers at a slow pace, knowing it's not nearly enough for her. "I've hardly touched you, and you're already soaked," you whisper. Gabriella buried her face into the crook of your neck. "You tend to have that affect on some people," she muttered, loud enough for me to hear.

You take your hand out of her pants and put them under her thighs to raise her up and place her on the table. "Hurry up and fuck me!" she groaned impatiently. "Someone's a little impatient," you smirked, softly chuckling. She wrapped her legs around you and drew you in closer. One hand grabbed your hair and drew you in for a kiss, while the other took your hand and stuffed it into her pants.

You inserted two fingers inside her while resting your thumb on her clit. Her hand is around your wrist, creating the tempo. "Don't be afraid to make noise," you say, spotting that she's biting her lip. Being unable to maintain her upright position, she leans back onto her elbows. "Are you okay?" you ask, pausing. "Don't stop," she moans quietly. You resume, and her mouth drops open as her head falls back in enjoyment.
She cried, "Faster." You follow her instructions, quickening your pace a little. She moans, "Cazzo, sono cos vicino piccola." Soon after, her walls began to close in on my fingers. She screamed in excitement, "Oh y/n!" While her legs shook around me, Gabriella's back arched, and she rolled her eyes to the back of her head. You continued going till she had finished her high.

She sat back up, and you took your hand away. "Are you okay?" you ask as you kiss. "That was incredible," she replies gently. "Do you want to take a bath?" you ask. Gabriella stands up and buttons her pants, nodding her head.

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After taking a bath together, you both dressed and decided to lay in bed together and cuddle, something you hadn't done in a long time due to your shifts overlapping most of the time.

Her head lies on your chest, and her arm is crossed across your stomach. While you stare at the ceiling, your hand is tracing shapes across her back. "Bambina?" she says. "Yeah, love?" you answer. "Can I ask why you didn't tell them and instead asked me to lie about us?" She questioned. You brushed a strand of her hair out of her face so you could see her. "I was scared, and I'm still scared to come out to anyone after all these years." You responded completely truthfully. "That's perfectly fine," she said, and you exhaled a sigh of relief. "But you are a terrible liar." You both lightly chuckled.

"I'm going to bed now; it's been a long day and I'm exhausted." You sigh. "Buonanotte tesoro." With a smile on your face, you close your eyes and immediately fall asleep.