Married to the Money (Bwwm)

In Love

''I can't take any more,'' I moaned as Marciello started kissing my neck again.

''C'mon baby, give me some pussy,'' Marciello said as he cupped my sex.

''I just did 5 minutes ago, I'm tired,'' I said, pouting.

''Fine, I'll give you a break, but tomorrow your all mine,'' he said as he gave me a peck on the lips.

''Can we go out tomorrow? You can give me a tour of the city,'' I said.

''I don't know,'' he said.

''Please your leaving in a few days and I want to make the most of our time together,'' I said. He still looked unsure.

''Please papi,'' I said.

''Okay, but if anything happens you better follow my instructions and do not leave anywhere without me even if you have to go to the bathroom,'' he said.

''Yes!'' I exclaimed as I started doing my happy dance.

''Damn baby, stop that your barking up the wrong tree,'' he said as he stilled the movements of my hips.

''Sorry baby,'' I said. I leaned down and gave Marciello a quick kiss before I laid my head down on his chest. He turned of the nightstand lamp and then he wrapped his arms around me.

''You'll be here when I wake up, right?'', I asked.

''Yeah, I'll be here. Get some rest,'' he said as he kissed my forehead.

''Okay, good night. I love you,'' I said.

''I love you too,'' he said. He tightened his arms around me and within a few minutes I fell asleep.
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When I woke up I was still in Marciello's arms. I smiled gently as Marciello stroked my hair out of my face.

''Good morning,'' Marciello said, huskily.

''Good morning,'' I replied. All of a sudden the door bust open.

''Hora del desayuno!'', Marciello's mom said. (Breakfast time!)

''Mama bien. Belle y necesito tiempo para conseguir decente,'' Marciello said. ( Okay mama. Belle and I need time to get decent.)

''¿Por qué chicos indecentes?'', his mom said, raising her eyebrows. ( Why are you guys indecent?)

''La follan. Duro. Ahora nos dejan vestirse,'' Marciello said irritated. ( We fucked. Hard. Now let us get dressed.)

''No tiene ningún muchacho de vergüenza!'', his mom yelled as she walked out the room. ( You have no shame boy!)

''I hate when you guys talk in Spanish,'' I said.

''Sorry. It's just easier to talk in my native language,'' he said.

''Okay. Are you joining me in the shower?'' I asked as I got up.

''Yeah,'' Marciello said as he looked my body up and down. I rolled my eyes and went into the bathroom.

''Ese culo aunque,'' I heard Marciello mutter. ( That ass though.)

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After our shower we got dressed and did the rest of our morning routines. Marciello was a little disappointed because he thought when I asked him to join me in the shower that I meant I wanted to have sex with him.

We walked downstairs into the dining room.

''Necesito hablar con usted,'' Marciello's mama said as soon as she saw us. ( I need to talk to you.)