Chapter eleven

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It was a very cold Friday night, so Vienna rushed home after work looking forward to having dinner. He made a special plate for her, one of her favorites, Mushroom raviolis with four types of cheese. When she got into the apartment the sweet smell of homemade food invade her and made her smile. She run to the kitchen and they welcomed each other as they always used, kissing deeply and long. Bruno would give her lots of tiny kisses all over her face to make her laugh. And she loved kissing Bruno's neck, and smelling the unique perfume he had. 

-Hi girl, I missed you today -he kissed one last time the tip of her nose without pulling his arms away of her waist. 

-Hi baby, that smells soooo good. -Vienna tried to spy on what was he preparing but he pulled her away and she complaint- oohhh I wanna know.

-No, you know I like to surprise you, it's not done yet, you gotta wait -Bruno pulled her all the way to the couch and then pushed her down to it, laying on top of her. Vienna chuckled placing her arms around his neck. They kissed passionately, deeply, it was so special. Bruno's tongue liked going over Vienna's lower lip over and over again. And she loved biting his lip and pulling a bit, I got him hot as crazy. Eventually Bruno had to get up and check on the food, so Vienna stole one last kiss from him and then headed towards the bedroom to put on a house dress.

They enjoyed dinner with a nice wine and talked about their day. It really was an special day because it was their anniversary. Not that they cared much about it, they usually forgot the date and realized they missed it a few weeks later. Because they simply needed no excuse for celebration. But this time was special, because Vienna did remember and wanted to surprise Bruno with something nice. So a few weeks earlier she started investigating, searching, googling, and doing the math and she had the perfect gift for him.

-So, I know we don't often do this -Vienna put her wine glass down for a minute, clicking her tongue, and Bruno looked at her intrigued- But today, my dearest, it's our anniversary.

-Oh geez, really? -Bruno laughed, and wiped his mouth with a napkin to kiss her- Happy Anniversary dear, the dinner it's your gift, of course -he mocked and kissed her once again.

-Weeell, since I did remember -Vienna teased him too when he sat back- I did got you something. It's not like a regular present but... -she sighed- remember how we talked about this apartment being too small for kids?

-Are you telling me... ?! -Bruno looked at her with eyes like plates, almost screaming.

-No! I am not, shut up -she giggled placing one hand on his chest to stop his enthusiasm- so, since this place is small, I did proper research and found an apartment, that suits our budget perfectly, with two bedrooms... -she smiled widely- We can move in three months.

-Oh my gosh yes! Yes yes yes!! -Bruno got up jumping and raised both his arms up in celebration- This is perfect, this is awesome! We can plan forward now baby, we can start buying stuff and nesting and YES! I'm so excited! -He picked up Vienna of her chair with both arms an held her like a baby. They both laughed loudly. 

-Hush, no nesting yet, that's literally calling for bad luck -Bruno interrupted her excuses with a kiss, passionate, rough kiss. Vienna, with both her legs and arms around him, responded his kiss ardently running her fingers through his hair. His kisses were so perfect, like haven perfect, and he tasted like wine. His tongue frenetic, excited, made his way around Vienna's. His hands, around her body, pushed her closer to him. 

Things got heated up fast, and Vienna could feel him getting hard under her pelvis. They stumbled to the bedroom and without pulling her down Bruno took of Vienna's dress with one free hand and then pushed her on the bed. She sat quickly, helping him out of his pants and boxers and started kissing his chest all the way down to his pelvis. Bruno was so ready and that got Vienna so tempted, she felt powerful, a fierce. So she went down on him, playing with her tongue on the tip and using her hands like she knew he liked. Bruno groaned heavily, helping her to get her hair out of the way with one hand. A few minutes later Bruno was so horny he could't take it no more, so he gabbed Vienna's whole face with his left hand and pulled her up to kiss her, rough, wildly, while taking off her undies with the right one. Then turned her around and pushed her to face the bed, bending her over the edge of the bed.

-Stay still -he whispered into her ear- we'll need a rubber -Vienna bit her lip dying for him to be ready. She could hear him going through the night stand drawer and taking the condom, so she tried to spy a little but he caught her.

-Cht cht cht, what are you doing babe? Told you to stay still -without a warning he pushed two fingers into her and she moaned hard. He moved slowly and precise. She was already wet, so he just went in and out, moving his fingers up and down too. Vienna pulled the bed sheet, he was clearly teasing her, but she couldn't wait no more. So Bruno took his fingers out, pulled her waist a bit up and pushed himself inside her, slowly, enjoying every bit of her. Vienna smiled, getting what she wanted, and started moving her body back and forward, feeling him, hard and hot, virile inside of her femininity.

-Why are you so anxious Vienna? -Bruno smiled, she couldn't see him but she knew he was smiling. He unpinned her bra, pushed it away and, with both hands on her bust pulled her back towards his chest. He felt so good in that position, Vienna could not hold a scream of pleasure. Bruno grunted and then placed one hand on her breast and the other one around her neck, they both moved together, two bodies, synchronized.

They had been doing it for years, and still every time was different. Always passionate, rough, sexy, hot, but different. She made him come, twice. And then when she felt like fainting in bed, he went down on her, and made her came too. The room was really hot, and intimate. They created this environment of tension and pleasure every time, regardless if they were on the bed, or on Brunos favorite place, the shower. As usual after sex, they just laid there, catching up their breath, enjoying the moment. Bruno would get his arms around her, and Vienna would hide her face into his chest, because she always got cold after coming. Bruno surrounded her body with his and covered them both with the bed sheet. Then pulled Vienna's chin up, to face him, and kissed her so softly and delicate on the lips she felt like it warmed her up.

-Vienna -his voice sounded deep, rough, tired but so pleased. Vienna noticed that, it was so sexy, she felt like jumping on top of him again, but didn't. Her body said no.

-Yes? -she looked into his deep eyes.

-You're my life's biggest adventure.

Vienna caressed his cheek, with glossy eyes, and kissed him again. 

-I love you baby, you're my life Bruno.

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Her backache woke her up. She was warm, kind of hot. The fluffy carpet was soaked in her sweat. So as her pajamas. Sun was already up and heating. Vienna sat down on the floor confused. Hanged over. She had a weird sensation on her chest. Like and open wound, one that was already closing, healing. But suddenly it hurt, like if the scab had been ripped before it's time, injured again, with itchy edges and pinching pain. She felt like she was pulled, violently, out of her dream. A dream that was also a memory. One of the best memories she had. Bruno, where was he? She stood up, anxiously,  looking for him on the bed. No one there. She was really lost, so she reached for her phone, on the night stand. Sunday, 6 am. That's when she got back to reality. Sunday, summer, home, Gaston. Gale, where was Gale? Vienna was getting her slippers when someone knocked on the door, and opened timidly.

-Hey blondie, you're up, I'm sorry. I didn't wanna wake you up.

If the wound on her chest would've really been there, right now it's when it would have started bleeding. A memory. A dream. That's all it was.

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