After a long day by six I was walking to the elevator and once I was at the basement I rushed to my car, I went to the supermarket and got some strawberries, wiping cream and chocolate Hershey's syrup, yeah, I was looking for any kind of chocolate and once I saw that, I just picked the bottles and went straight to pay for it. I was going to be making waffles. I had wine home but I wasn't feeling in the mood for it, maybe vodka? Or not alcohol at all...I picked a bottle just in case. After paying for it, I drove myself home.
I was so excited. I was finally going to see him after...Hm...yes, four days, it's nothing, but it felt like I've been waiting for him to come from the war or something, it was an incredible feeling. I was so happy to have him back.
I didn't have to pick him up from the airport. He told me he was fine, it was covered, he didn't want me driving alone this late.
When I arrived at the building it hit me, Leah was at my house. Shit. Good for me I had Gino's apartment keys. I went inside and placed everything on his kitchen table and headed to my apartment.
"Hi baby, everything alright?" I asked Leah, she was sitting on my couch with a book in hands. "Mhm...how was your day?" She asked glancing at me. Following me with her eyes. "Why are you rushing?" "Gino is coming home -tonight. I'm trying to look for something, but I can't find it so, I'll go look for some pajamas and to change this of course, and then I'll be gone to his place." I changed into yoga pants, a sport bra and put a crop top on top of it with some flats.
"Oh, alright. I have some news about Angelo, but not even for a second I plan on stopping you from getting ready for Gino, go head we will talk later...or tomorrow" "I'm wearing lace...so tomorrow will be" I giggled. "Order food if you want, or there's food in the kitchen, if you need anything, that you won't, call me. I love you" I said walking outside, not even letting her reply.
I walked inside his apartment and breathed. Woah, that was fast. When I was about to get in the kitchen I heard the door. Oh my god. Christmas morning feeling took over me. Yes, that's exactly how it feels, some sort of excitement I can't describe but feels amazing.
When the door finally opened he was there, holding his luggage, looking perfect as usual. Shit, you could literally get turn on by just looking at him.
"Baby!" I gasped, running towards him. He looked up and picked me up. He groaned, yeah I wasn't that light...oops. I locked my legs around his waist and hugged his neck. Damn I was seriously too excited.
He moved my hair and placed his mouth on mine kissing me hungrily. He handled to move the luggage, close the door, carry me inside and continue to kiss me. The kiss got deeper and deeper, he even let his tongue explore inside my mouth as well as mine, so we were fighting for dominance.
He placed me down slowly and then we opened our eyes.
"Well...it's really nice to see you too" he said with that incredible sexy voice he has. I bit my lip hard and just looked at him being as hot as he could only make me. I calmed my breathing and finally spoke.
"Look I was planning on cooking and stuff but...can we-" he looked up at the kitchen table with the stuff I bought and then back at me taking his jacket off. "It can definitely wait" he said walking towards me and I opened my arms welcoming his touch once again.
He pulled me against the kitchen table and started kissing my neck harshly, I could feel how he was marking my skin, I couldn't care less if I was left with hickeys, I needed him so badly.
"Ahh-f-f-fuck" I closed my eyes, my mouth forming a perfect O as I was pushing my neck against his mouth. He then slid his big and warm hands inside my crop top, slowly taking it off. He cupped my breast with his hands and kissed the top of them. He then found his way to take my sport bra off moving his wet tongue straight to my now erected nipples. "I--uhh" I just closed my eyes and placed my hand on his chest taking all the pleasure from it.
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