(Third Person POV)
They'd been in the air about thirty minutes when Stephanie said they were free to move about the aircraft. Camille heard Dom tell her they were going to retire to the bedroom and he would let her know when we would be needing service.
He walked back over to where Camille was engrossed in a book, leaned over and whispered something that made her blush, then taking his offered hand she picked up her purse and followed him to their room. Once inside, she was blown away by the richness of it.
Light browns and creams with light wood were the colors; the bed was king size and there was a dresser and closet.
"Our luggage is in the closet if you needed anything" he told her.
She had sat down on the bed to remove her sandals, then standing up she slowly shook her head and said "There won't be any need for clothing" as she unfastened her shorts, letting them fall to the floor. Dominic had leaned back on the dresser and watched with hooded eyes as his wife stripped for him. She turned her back to him, grabbing the hem of her blouse she raised it over her head, giving him a side glimpse of her perfect breast; lastly came her white thong and that left her beautifully naked before him.
She walked over to where he stood and placed herself between his long legs. His arms automatically encircled her small waist pressing her nakedness against his still clothed body. His mouth swooped down on her's taking her quickly, their moans engulfing them; Camille placed her hand over his erection, rubbing his hardness through his jeans.
"Jesus Christ, baby" he moaned against her mouth as she abruptly broke their contact. She sashayed over to the bed, pulling the covers down and getting on her knees she begged him to undress.
Her eyes never left his as he kicked off his boots, followed by his socks and then he started to remove his shirt when she said "Slowly" her words thick with desire. She brought her hands up to her breasts, gently caressing and rolling the hardened nipples. Dominic's growl could be heard echoing in the room as he worked slowly to unbutton his jeans then brought the zipper down even slower; her arousal dripping from her body, he finally pulled his jeans from his body, his hardness now free, standing tall, thick and beautiful.
Camille whispered "Touch yourself" her voice throbbing with want; watching his hand curl around his shaft was erotic and mesmerizing the way he stroked himself.
"Like this, baby?" he asked, turned on. She nodded and heard him curse as she slid her hand down her body to her sex and slipping her finger in between her slick folds she made it hard for him to concentrate on anything but her.
"Camille, I'm going to fucking come so you need to tell me what you want right now" he begged. Her answer was to lay down on her back, legs spread, inviting him in. He wasted no time getting in bed and positioned himself between her legs and using his hardness he rubbed her clitoris, causing her to arch her back as her orgasm slammed into her.
"That's right, baby, come for me" he gritted out as he slammed into her, her body clinched around him, milking his orgasm from his body. He cursed as he came, filling her up with his essence. After their bodies finished their spasms, he collapsed onto her body, their uneven breathing echoed in the confined space.
"Camille, that was fucking sexy as hell" Dominic breathed against the crook of her neck. She rolled over so she was on top, looking down at him with nothing but love in her eyes.
"I love you so much, Dominic Valentine Giossi" she said. He ran his hands down her luscious body, stopping at her behind squeezing her soft flesh, his cock becoming hard once again. He teased her by grinding and rolling his hips upwards making her cry out.
"Ah, someone needs more" she groaned, lifting her hips she searched for the tip of his erection and helped him slide easily into her. She took her sweet time moving up and down on him, teasing him while pleasing him.
Grabbing her hands Dominic pulled her to a sitting position so they were face to face now, kissing passionately and sensually.
"God you feel so good" she said as her body picked up the pace. She felt his hands gripping her hips as he made biting marks along her shoulder and neck. "Fuck Dominic!" she cried.
"Tell me, tesoro, how does it feel? Does my dick feel good?" His last words made her come undone, throwing her head back while digging her nails into his shoulders, she climaxed around him, her body exploding underneath her husband. Camille laid her head on Dom's shoulder, trying to catch her breath.
Gently getting on his knees and laying his wife on her back, they engaged in an erotic, heavy kissing session. Pulling his lips back from her's he took in her red, swollen lips.
"Your body, lips and pussy are gorgeous, baby" he panted.
She smiled at him saying "The things you make me feel" as she kissed him.
"Shower?" he asked.
"Definitely" she said and added "Dinner after?" He nodded giving her a swat on the behind. They made love two more times in the shower, enjoying each other's bodies. Getting dressed and put back together, Dom said he would go let Stephanie know they were ready for dinner and drinks.
Camille fixed her hair and makeup, got her sandals back on and went to find her sexy husband. Their dinner was freshly prepared scallops, grilled shrimp, seasoned rice, wedge salad and chocolate chip cheesecake for dessert. They spent the next few hours just talking with each other, resting and enjoying their journey. Camille was so excited to spend her honeymoon in Italy with Dom. The memories they would make there!
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Dominic
RomanceDominic Valentine (pronounced Valen-teen) Giossi was the head of a very powerful Italian crime syndicate based in Little Italy...New York. At 30 years old he'd gained the respect of the family heads as well as the Russians and Greeks. He was fair...
