Lover II- ML

263. The Eyes

AN: unfortunately, this is the last chapter I have drafted as of yet for this story, and with my current schedule I'm not sure when I'll be able to sit down and write the next chapter (I'll try to get it out as soon as possible).

But this isn't me going complete ghost on you all, I've decided to post some one shots a couple times a week to fill the space of waiting for the next chapter.

They involve random players (mainly Mapi and Alexia), all part of their own universes and nothing to do with this story or any other I might release.

I hope you can all understand and also enjoy the random stories! (Feel free to make player or storyline requests over on my one shot book once it's published).

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Rome, Italy

Only the odd city light from windows cast into Gia's otherwise dark and peaceful guest bedroom.

Aurelio was in bed, it was past midnight and that was usually the time she made her way down the hall quietly and joined Jenni in bed when the footballer was staying over.

Her 'sleepovers' as Aurelio named them were becoming more frequent with her now upgraded to the guest bedroom, which in turn made evenings like this so much more frequent.

Gia's head was back on the pillow, her back arching whenever she feels a pulse of pleasure travel through her body.

Jenni on the other hand was under the duvet, taking her own pleasure in the request asked of her. The more she got into it, the more she felt the model's body react, the bigger her ego got.

She loved it, knowing Gia Morelli wanted to climb into bed with her, knowing such a beautiful and powerful woman would spread her legs if she asked her to.

Of course outside of sex she made these thoughts known, she tried to distance herself from Gia's work and money so she wouldn't get consumed by it, instead she tried to focus on the humble things in life.

Gia was completely fine with Jenni having a slight arrogance kink, because she was secure enough in herself and knew it worked both ways.

If she stopped going to the guest bedroom, she knew there would be a sheepish knock on her bedroom door an hour or so later. If she stopped going to Jenni's games, she knew the footballer would beg her to be at the next.

They both enjoyed the control they had over each other, the obsession that comes early in relationships this physical and fiery.

But as the weeks passed on, the immature sneaking around and quick sweaty moments were morphing into a softer and more affectionate stage of their relationship.

Instead of waiting for Aurelio to leave the kitchen so she could kiss his mother deeply, Jenni grew confident enough to place a gentle kiss on Gia's cheek while Aurelio was eating his breakfast at the table.

Their hands lingered more on each other's arms or waists and they often laid together on the sofa when Jenni wanted to watch a football game.

It was all going smoothly, so natural that it felt perfect. That was until Gia was settling Aurelio into bed one night and he asked her a question that made the blood literally leave her head.

"Are you going to sleep with Jenni again tonight?" Aurelio asks while cuddling his teddy.

"Um." Gia turns to him and forces a smile on. "What do you mean, sweetheart?"

"When you go over to her bedroom to cuddle." Aurelio elaborates as he points to his door. "I can cuddle with you mamma, you don't need to cuddle her."