What The Body Wants

All I Want is You

Chapter 66

 

 

It’s been a little over a month since we returned home and I have been running like a mad woman.  Vincent and I discussed when we wanted to have the wedding.  I told him that I wanted to plan our wedding for October which is about five months from now.  I told him that if we had the wedding then it would give us time to look for a house and sell both of ours.  We also needed to do a guest list, find a venue, decide on what color scheme we want, send out invitations, and I have to find the perfect dress.  We talked about everything under the sun but still didn’t decide on the date.

“Vincent let’s have the wedding in October and it would be nice if we could do it outside.  I figured we could have it early afternoon say about 2:00.  I figured we could invite 75 to 100 people each and get our invitations picked out and printed so we can get them mailed out to everyone.  I want to make our day perfect and if we plan it now by the time October rolls around it all will be just perfect.”

“Nikki I have a great idea why don’t we forget about having a big wedding and just buy us a house with a huge backyard, then we can have our families and a few close friends attend the ceremony; we get married and off we go on an exciting, sex filled honeymoon.  Sweetheart that’s all I want is for you to be Mrs. Vincent Taricone I don’t care about colors, invitations, and wedding dresses, just you that’s all I want.”

"Vincent what do you mean you don’t care about colors, invitations, and wedding dresses, I want to marry you too, but how about we move the wedding date up instead and we can still have everything just the same.”

“I want you to be happy and I would give you the sun and the moon, but I just want to get married baby. You don’t know how hard it is for me when I have to leave you; we don’t live in the same house or sleep in the same bed and I am so tired of taking cold showers. It’s not about the sex although I can’t wait to ravish you; I’m just tired of being alone now that I have you.”

“Ok let me think about it and I’ll let you know what I think.”

“Alright I’ll give you time to think about it, and I will try to be patient.”

“Come here my sweet Italian stud, I will give you a little incentive to help you be patient.”

“Oh no, you are not going to tease me and leave me hanging that would be so wrong.”

“I’m not going to do anything to you boy, come here.”

“Nope…you think you’re smart you’ll get me all excited then walk away leaving me rock hard.  I’m not falling for that one.”

“I really don’t know what you are over here crying about…now why don’t you give me a kiss.  I promise I won’t tease you, cross my heart and hope to die stick needle in my eye.”

“What?”

“It’s just something my sister and I used to say to each other.”

“What does it mean?”

“It really doesn’t mean anything; it was a superstition that if a kid was telling a lie then one would die or have a needle stuck in one’s eye for telling a lie. It was just kiddie fun.”

“Yeah, well if you tease me, I will make you pay and you don’t want to have to endure my punishment.”

“Blah, blah, blah…you’re just talking to hear yourself talk; you don’t have the heart to punish me.”

“Oh you think I won’t punish you for playing with my emotions; think again shorty I won’t waste any time putting it on you.”

I walked up to Vincent and wrapped my arms his waist, laying my head on his chest.  I looked up and took his hand and pulled him to the couch and sat down in his lap.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his lips softly.  I kept my mouth closed, but continued to kiss him.  He licked my bottom lip wanting entrance, but I didn’t let him in.  I moved down planting soft kisses on his neck while rubbing his chest.  He put his hands on my face guiding my lips back to his.  We continued to kiss and he sucked on my bottom lip this time begging for me to open my mouth and let him in to taste me, but I refused again.