(y'all...She's everywhere atp)
Medlies of chatter blended into the soft jazz music of the Italian cafe you and your new bride had picked out. She, Demi, wanted to take you somewhere special on your first night in Italy for your honeymoon. The two of you have been dating for years now. She had proposed to you in the middle of one of your favorite places on earth - Mark's Square.
Demi knew just how to make things special for you. She knew you inside and out, as well as exactly what you liked and expected of her. To say she was deeply in love with you wouldn't do much justice - The woman worshipped you. She wanted to make every second of your life with her perfect. So it's no surprise that she brought you to this cafe first thing.
She knew how much you romanticized cafe dates.
"You're so beautiful." Your wife murmured admiring the subtle twinkle that overlapped your eyes as you took in your surroundings. It was all just as you imagined, flowers, soft music, undeniable love...
Nothing could ruin this moment for you. "Oh, Demi.." You whispered, bringing your hand up to trace the captivating art which raced up the soft skin of her hand. She took your hand in hers, bringing it up to her lips.
"You're ethereal, Y/N" Demi intoned. She continued kissing up your arm, as far as she could. Your heart danced as you watched her take in your honey scent. Demi was excellent at showing you she cared. You could be in Russia, and her in China, and she'd still manage to make you feel her love. It felt as if she were right there, pressing herself against your back - protecting you from the big bad world.
With Demi, you always knew you were safe. You always knew you had someone to count on, someone to love. You felt in debt to her for this. The way she showed her affection could never be matched no matter how hard you tried, but you still tried as she deserved the same.
"Let's get out of here, beautiful. I have a surprise for you." Demi uttered, smoky voice sending shivers up her spine. You could almost guess what the surprise was, and you were hoping and praying that you were right.
Giggling softly to yourself, you take her extended palm in yours, lifting yourself up to your feet. She didn't move, though. Instead, she wraps her muscular arms around your waist while still peering into your eyes. Her right hand trails down your back as she lifts her left to embrace your face n her finger tips, bringing your lips to hers in a tender kiss.
Your bodies melt into each other as you both lose yourselves in each other's lips. Her tongue ventures with yours, only making her crave you more. You had to be the one to pull away for air as you knew she'd nearly suffocate herself just to kiss you for as long as she can.
"Pace yourself, beautiful.." You whispered, your foreheads connecting in the tender way they always do when the two of you finish kissing. Demi chuckled, shifting her gaze away from you as the two of you began your walk back to the villa.
Yes, a villa. Demi Bennett had rented the two of you a fucking VILLA! It was to die for, you'd actually scolded her for spending so much money on you, but she just laughed and shrugged.
"You're beyond worth it." She would always say.
Once you had arrived, Demi held the door open for you and helped you with your shoes. "So what's my surprise, Bennett." you pressed from your wife. That feels good to say. Wife. She smirked as you trailed your hand up her suited chest, trying to convince her. Little did you know, she was going to give it to you regardless of what you did.
"Go on upstairs and get undressed for me, princess. I know you're wearing that lingerie that I like." Her honey-like voice vibrates up and down your body, sending shivers down your spine once again. Biting your lip, you obey your wife, making your way up to your shared bedroom.
