When we'd finished eating, Vincent grabbed the wine and I followed him outside and to a very nice marble topped table and two chairs, he sat across from me and held up the bottle, silently asking if I wanted more.
I slid my glass over to him and watched him fill it up and then his and when he set the bottle down, I noticed he had that we need to talk look.
I reached for his hand, placing mine on top, I looked at him and asked "What's the matter baby? You have that look." He sighed and ran his free hand through his messy hair.
"There's a couple of things, so I'll start with the easiest topic first. Do you want children?" I'm sure the look I was throwing him made me look like a deer in headlights, but I was just shocked is all.
"Where's this coming from?" I asked softly. "I watched you with Tessa, Paulo's little girl, and you just seemed so natural at it, like you were created to be someone's mom." His honest and sweet answer got me thinking, while I waited for him to continue.
"I'm turning thirty soon and until you, there was a lot that I had not and would not entertain, but now, I'm sure you know that because of you, your love, I have been rethinking a lot of my old philosophies.
It's made me think about my mortality and I suddenly realized I have no heir to leave a legacy to and after watching you with that little girl, I knew I wanted to make a family with you, a real home. Jesus, I sound like a woman" he huffed, looking shy and vulnerable all of a sudden.
"Vincent, look at me, please" I urged, waiting for him to return my gaze. "I very much want to make a baby with you and have a chance to do everything right that my parents couldn't manage.
The image of us creating a life, a life made from love, makes me happier than you can imagine and here's something else I think. In your line of work I'm sure you think about your mortality all of the time, but now you have me to think about and it's giving you a little more perspective."
I watched a slow smile spread across my handsome husband's face as he digested my words. Then I watched him stand, gulp the rest of his wine, take off his underwear and jump into the pool naked as he was the day he was born.
I threw my head back as I laughed so hard my sides hurt but when he popped up out of the water, his hair slicked back and the tiny beads of water dancing on his naked form, my laughter was replaced by lust, lust for the man who's name I now bore.
To stood up slowly and walked to the steps of the pool, his eyes on me, burning brightly in the night, and pulled his shirt off, dropped it to the concrete and descended the stairs, into the water.
I listened to him let out a string of curses as I made my way to him, the water a little cool at first making my n*pples stand at attention. Hell, who was I kidding? It was him, my god-like husband that made my n*pples hard and my sex wet and throb with need.
Vincent made his way to me as my arms automatically went round his neck and as if on auto-pilot my legs wrapped around his waist, pulling us closer together.
We didn't think, we didn't need to as our lips found their destination. We engaged in one of the sexiest kisses we'd ever participated in.
His lips felt moist and soft, he tasted of the wine we'd just consumed and as I turned my mouth the opposite way and we picked up our activity again, I realized how badly I wanted a child with him.
I know we just got married, but I was thinking long term and God forbid something happen to him, I wanted a child to keep his memory fresh in my mind forever.
"Vincenzo, voglio fare in bambino con te (Vincnet, I want to make a baby with you)" my voice was barely there but I knew he'd heard me because of the groan he let out against my lips.
"Anche io voglio quello (I want that too)" he whispered against my parted lips. As I held on to him, I very much enjoyed to feeling of his hands roaming every inch of my body, making me feel loved, wanted and needed.
He stopped kissing me for a moment, pulled his head back and looked at me, then I felt the calloused pad of his thumb brush against my bottom lip.
I could not get enough of this man, as our foreplay heated up and despite us being in water, I could feel my arousal pooling at the entrance of my sex and there was a lot of it.
"Slide your hand between my legs, Vincent and feel what you do to me, how you make my body react to the simplest things you do.
I want you every waking moment and I never want to be without you and the thought of that makes me weak. Promise me you will always be here." I don't know where all of that came from, whether it was fear or the heat of the moment but he understood my meaning.
"Baby you will never be without me, even if we're not in the same room, I will always be here" he kissed my heart so I would get his reference.
"I wanna make a baby with you. Now, tonight. Even if it takes a while to get pregnant, I want this, like I want you. No more condoms, no birth control of any kind, just skin-on-skin" I whispered in his ear.
He needed no more coaxing or persuading, he was more than willing to give me what I wanted because he wanted it too.
"Keep your eyes on me, Calli. I want to see your face when I slide my c*ck into you. I need to see what I do to you, how I make you feel." I slowly nodded as I watched his hand disappear under the water and then I felt him at my entrance.
And as if he was wanting to make sure I wanted this, he waited for my approval, which I gave a single nod, and when he sank into my sex, I bit my lower lip and moaned loudly.
"Damn baby" he husked. "You are so f*cking wet! God, you feel so good, Calli, the way your p*ssy is clinching around my d*ck. I don't know how long I can hold out."
The gentle lapping sounds of the water was the only thing that could be heard other than the sounds we were both making as our bodies became one.
This time, we were really making love, there was no urgency to it and it seemed like the slower and more precise our movements, the stronger our bodies reacted.
We knew we were close, we knew the other's body that well and as soon as I got that familiar pull in my lower belly, I let Vincent know.
"I need to come, Vincent. I-I can't take much more" my body was already starting to shudder when he said "Come for me."
"Uh, ahh, sweet baby J-Jesus!" I shuddered, my orgasm exploding all around him as he shouted out that he was coming and at that moment, I realized my body was welcoming his seed and we had begun the process of creating a child.
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Bella Mafia
RomanceA big thank you to @Rujula07 for the new cover!!! Calliope Rose Mancini is twenty-six years old and serves as a companion to her nona and when she insists that Calliope attend to her and travel with her to Las Vegas, she has no idea what is actuall...