Chapter 28

Back home in Florida, sunny, but breezy with a slight nip in the air. By the end of January, we were slowly getting settled into the house. Since he lived in the houseboat, there wasn’t a lot of packing or moving we needed to do. It was mostly, purchasing new furniture and adding décor to the home, and that was my job. Of course, I let him give some input.

On the main floor was the guest suite, which I decorated to look like a nice hotel suite for when our parents visited. There was also Alessandro’s office, which I let him decide how he wanted that.

Upstairs was our suite, and two other bedrooms, along with a loft. Everything came together nicely.

As far as work was concerned, my company begged me to stay and asked if I could just work remotely and come in once a quarter. I was okay with that. Plus, I wouldn’t have to see Preston again and I’d get to keep in touch with and see Henderson whenever I visited.

By Valentine’s Day, the house was done. It looked amazing. I wanted it to be contemporary, but still, have that lived-in feeling. I had my mind set on two children and a dog, and I wanted it to be a place they could run and play, of course within reason.

We had set our wedding date for June 12th. We would marry at a resort in Miami and the next day, take a cruise to the Bahamas for our honeymoon to work on baby number one. I had planned to go off my birth control a couple of months before the wedding and just use the withdrawal method until our honeymoon.

He wasn’t too happy about that, he had gotten used to being deep inside of me when he released, but he agreed to pull out during sex to avoid getting me pregnant.

Joyfully, Gianni had stopped bothering us. At one point, he asked if I’d sell him back the property, he had given me. I happily returned it to him for fifty cents.

At the end of February, on the 22nd to be exact, I was in the kitchen, cooking. His mother had given me several recipes of Alessandro’s favorite Italian dishes.

On that night, I made minestrone, one of my favorites as well. Alex walked up behind me and kissed the back of my neck. “I missed you.” He said as he reached for a glass out of the cabinet, to retrieve a drink of water.

“Smells great in here.” He added. I turned to hand him a bowl. He had this look on his face like he had something to tell me, but didn’t want to.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I have to leave in the morning for a few days to help my dad and uncles with some stuff.”

I chuckled, “I’ll be fine.” I kissed his mouth, “Let’s eat.”

We sat at the table and enjoyed our soup, “what will you do all alone for three days without me?”

I shrugged, “I do have work and maybe, I’ll go look for my dog.”

“What kind?”

“I like German Sheppards, maybe a black lab or a Coker spaniel.”

“Coker spaniel. I like that one too.”

After dinner, I took a shower. I stood in front of the mirror with a sheer robe that was slightly opened. I brushed my hair up into a bun. I had decided to let it grow out and color it black since I wasn’t doing the wigs anymore.

He never missed an opportunity to walk up behind me and smell my hair. He said it reminded him of mangos. He peeled off the right side of the robe and exposed my breast while kissing my ear lobe and neck and his left hand eased around to touch me.

He slipped his finger inside and stroked repeatedly until I buckled, nearly crushing his hand between my legs. As soon as I leaned over, he said, “ecco, lo adoro.” Just as he penetrated and began to thrust while holding my hips.

He thrust away to his delight and I enjoyed watching us in the mirror as he did so. He stood me straight up and turned my head. Our lips touched, our tongues touched, he pulled out and I turned to him and he lifted me in his arms.

I kissed his forehead and held him tightly as he bounced me up and down on his long thick-ribbed shaft. We ended up in the room, he laid me on the bed and continued, “ti senti così bene.” He said as he moved faster, “You want it inside?” He asked, “yes baby, inside.” I replied.

The next morning, I kissed him as he got in his car and left for the airport.

After work, I went outside in my romper and sat by the pool, while I looked at wedding gowns and bridesmaids’ dresses. I was lost in my scrolling when I heard, “Ma’am I have a delivery.”

I looked up and saw the gentleman as he stood on the pool deck holding the bouquet and a box of chocolate-covered strawberries. I smiled from ear to ear because that was our thing.

We’d loved chocolate-covered strawberries with wine. I signed for the package and then took the stuff indoors. I walked to the kitchen and set the stuff on the counter. I sent a quick message to Alex and then grabbed some wine poured it into a glass and ate some of the strawberries.

“Alexa, play H.E.R.” I said out loud, within moments the music filled the room. I drank wine and ate more strawberries until I forced myself to stop.

I went to the bathroom to relieve myself and when I returned, I finished off my glass of wine. Then went to the bathroom to soak in a nice warm bath.

I wanted to be ready for a little online exhibition with Alex. I stepped out of the bath to dry off and put on a sheer loose t-shirt and no undies and went to the bed.

The wine had me a little starry-eyed, so I felt myself dosing off. I didn’t think I was that tired, but apparently, I dozed off, and when my eyes opened maybe a few hours later. I was tied to the bed. my legs attached to the footboard and wrists strapped to the headboard, my mouth taped shut.

At first, I was like, what the fuck Alex? But then I heard a familiar voice, “Onyx my beautiful.” His hand ran up my thigh and touched me. I tried to scream, but couldn’t. The tears ran down my eyes.

“Stop with the bullshit Onyx. I’ve fucked you so many times and I know that you liked it. Shit, I know I’m better than the kid ... he may have stamina, but I have stamina and finesse.”

I felt his tongue on my clit. It was a nightmare. He took delight in violating me. He truly felt that since we had been together before, what he was doing, was okay.

He finished and I hated that I climaxed. I felt dirty, ashamed. “See, look at that.” He held up his wet fingers, “You liked that.”

He walked around and stood at the side of the bed, “I hated that it had to come to this. All I ever wanted was to make you happy, but YOU fucked it up. This ... all this and the shit that’s happening to my cousin up north is because you wouldn’t give me a little of your time. All I was asking was a weekend a month.”