The smell of fresh coffee lingered in the air, wafting into my nose. Am I still dreaming? I slowly opened my eyes and blinked, since the sun rays falling through the window were dazzling me. It was quite warm in the room, and with a deep sigh, I pushed back the covers. When I tried to sit up, I cried out softly, "Ouch!"
Every muscle in my body seemed to hurt, in places I've never felt before! My sore body reminded me of last night, and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. I looked down at me to see if I was still naked. To my great relief I wasn't, but wearing a white nightie and panties. Then I remembered that Marco and I showered together after sex, before getting dressed and going to sleep. After my first time, the mindblowing sex with him, I slept better than ever in his loving arms! I could still feel the warmth of his body, his tender embrace, and I sighed softly.
I'm already missing him. Where is he? At that moment, Marco entered the guest room, carrying a tray with steaming coffee and fresh rolls. My eyes nearly popped out of my head; is my boyfriend actually bringing me breakfast to bed?
"Buongiorno, amore mio," he exclaimed in a cheerful voice. "Sleeping Beauty is finally awake. It was about time!"
He winked at me with a smirk, and I gave him a radiant smile.
"Buongiorno, Marcolino," I replied happily, looking at him with wide eyes, as he carefully placed the tray on the bedside table.
My pulse quickened and I looked at him in awe. Marco was absolutely gorgeous this morning, wearing gray sweatpants loosely on his hips and a sleeveless shirt, showing off the tattoos on his biceps. He's so fucking hot!
"That's so sweet of you, Marco," I said with a smile, moving over a bit so he could sit down next to me in bed.
He didn't answer, but leaned towards me, planting a gentle kiss on my cheek, making my cheeks flush.
"Do you like your coffee with milk and sugar?" he asked kindly.
I nodded eagerly, and he laughed, his blue eyes sparkling. My heart skipped a beat because I love those ocean eyes... I just love everything about him!
"The rolls are fresh from the bakery. I've got them from the bakery down the street, while you were still asleep," he told me.
"Shall I prepare your roll, piccola? What do you like on it?"
Marco looked at me expectantly, and I sheepishly cleared my throat. I was speechless; why is he doing all this for me? How do I deserve such a perfect man?
"I'd like butter and jam on it, please," I replied happily.
My boyfriend didn't waste any time, but immediately prepared the roll for me. It touched my heart that he was spoiling me like this. It's too good to be true!
"You're so sweet to me, amore," I whispered, deeply moved. "What did I do to deserve it?"
He ran a hand through his blond hair, sheepishly clearing his throat.
"I love you, Sofia!" he said, his voice filled with emotion.
"I truly love you, with butterflies in the stomach and all the stuff. I've never been so in love."
He gave me a profound look, his beautiful eyes reflecting all his emotions, telling me that he was absolutely serious. I swallowed hard, my eyes filling with tears as I was so emotional in this moment. Now it's my turn to confess him my true feelings!
"I love you too, Marco! With butterflies in the stomach and all the stuff," I answered in a low voice, and he laughed happily.
"I'd never have believed that I could fall so hard for someone..."
My voice broke into sobs, since I couldn't hold back my tears. Marco looked at me in dismay, then he pulled me close, gently wiping the tears from my face with his fingers.
"Shhh, don't cry, piccola! I only want you to be happy, so give me a little smile. Please!"
He gave me those puppy eyes I couldn't resist, and I could not help but laugh.
"But I'm crying because I'm so fucking happy, amore! These are just happy tears," I replied emphatically.
My boyfriend laughed amused and gently put his arm around my shoulders.
"Happy tears, I got it! But now let's have breakfast; I'm starving, after last night...", he murmured, and I giggled sheepishly.
We had our breakfast in silence, simply enjoying each other's company. After breakfast, Marco was getting nervous. He ran a hand through his messy hair, clearing his throat several times. What the hell is wrong with him? I watched him, confused.
"Marco, are you okay?" I asked, and he took a deep breath.
"We haven't talked about last night yet," he replied hesitantly.
I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. Why does he even want to talk about last night?
"It was your first time, and you obviously enjoyed it, just like me! You couldn't get enough, but was desperately begging me not to stop."
He chuckled, amused, and I was so embarrassed that I was seriously thinking to hide under the covers. Jesus, that's so awkward! Was I actually begging him? I couldn't remember saying anything, but only his sensual voice whispering spicy words to me in Italian, driving me wild. At the memory of last night I felt a wave of heat rushing through my body, even though I was still sore between my thighs. I cleared my throat to get rid of the lump.
"You... erm, you're so fucking good in bed," I whispered, and that's an understatement.
The sex with Marco was so intense, making me completely lose control. He made me come three times in one night, and every fucking time it felt like an explosion, I even passed out! I sighed softly at the memory of last night. He moved closer to pull me into a warm embrace. Happily, I laid my head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.
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"I must confess something to you, piccola!" Marco said after a while.
"If you hadn't told me before that it was your first time, I wouldn't have even noticed. You're all in, in everything you do, you never pretend. And last night you were... erm, you were so sensual yet wild, without any inhibition. Just wow!"
He slipped his hand under my chin to look deep into my eyes, so deep as he was looking right into my soul. I felt the blood rush to my face, blushing hard. I was very embarrassed, but also aroused, trying to catch my breath. My boyfriend seemed flustered too, searching for the right words.
"I had the best sex ever with you. Really! I've never felt this deeply during sex before," he whispered in a husky voice, sending hot shivers down my spine.
Marco knows exactly how to turn me on!
"I didn't even feel so much with Vanessa," he said hesitantly.
I almost jumped up. What the fuck?! I straightened up, giving him a inquisitive look.
"What do you mean? You told me that Vanessa is your childhood sweetheart from Italy," I replied, confused.
"But you didn't tell me that you had sex with her!"
I gave him a profound look, and he sheepishly avoided my gaze.
"Well, I told you she was my first love. Sorry, if I didn't tell you all the details, Sofia! But yes, I had my first time with her, and it was the first time for both of us," he explained in a firm voice.
I don't know why, but his words gave me a stab in the heart. He has already told me so much about Vanessa, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he still has feelings for her.
"Are you still in love with Vanessa?" I asked nervously.
Marco stared at me in disbelief for a moment, then burst out laughing. I gave him a death stare; is he actually making fun of me?
"Ho appena detto che amo solo te, Sofia," he answered in Italian, in a serious voice.
"I just told you I only love you!"
I breathed a sigh of relief, as I knew exactly that he was right. I can't seriously be jealous of his ex-girlfriend, whom he hasn't seen in three years.
"I was faithful to Vanessa for one year, until the following summer. We spent another amazing summer together in Lucca before she confessed to me that she already had a new boyfriend. He's French, and she moved to Lyon after high school to go to university there and live with him!"
His voice was somehow bitter, when he talked about his ex.
"And to forget about your ex, you adopted that bad-boy image, hooking up with all those girls?" I asked ironically, once again without thinking.
"It was before I met you!" he snapped at me, irritated.
"And often I was stoned, I couldn't even remember their name the next morning."
I knew Marco very well by now. He was nervous, obviously not in the mood to talk about this part of his past. I watched him with mixed feelings, while he was biting his lower lip hard.
"What do you want, Sofia? I've already told you that I've done things I'm not proud of!"
He avoided my gaze, staring out of the window. I could see his face twitching, revealing his inner tension. It hurt to see him so defensive, because he hasn't been like this in a long time.
"I'm sorry, Marco," I said in a low voice.
"I know you're doing your best to make it work between us. You've made me so happy last night! My first time with you was amazing, better than I ever expected."
I whispered the last words, coming from the deep of my heart. My boyfriend turned to face me, smiling sheepishly, his cheeks flushed. He was visibly flattered that I praised his sexual performance, smiling all over the face. At least, he's in a good mood again!
"You know what, piccola? I want you to always be happy. Today I've a very special surprise for you: we're going to the Monterey Bay Aquarium," he told me happily.
WOW! I could barely believe my luck, as my boyfriend wants to take me to the Monterey Bay Aquarium, My heart was pounding in anticipation.
"Come on, Marcolino, let's hurry and don't waste any time!" I exclaimed, jumping out of the bed right in front of him.
In the process, my nightie slipped up, revealing my round booty in those tiny panties. Marco drew in a sharp breath.
"Holy shit, piccola! Don't shove your sexy ass in my face if you want to go to the aquarium today," he murmured, his voice dark with desire.
"You know that I'm crazy for you and can hardly resist you!"
I quickly turned around, sheepishly pulling down my nightie to cover my ass. With one look, I saw that he was already aroused! His face was flushed and he was panting, not even trying to cover the large bulge in his sweatpants. Do I really have that effect on him?
"Jesus, Marco, self-control isn't just one of your strengths. I'm sorry, but I can't take care of your boner right now," I teased him.
"If we end up in bed again, we probably won't get out all day... And then we'll miss going to the aquarium. But you promised me!"
I winked at him, giving him my most beautiful smile. He jumped up, pulling me in with a hard grip and holding my wrists behind my back so tightly, that I grimassed in pain. I almost forgot to breathe when I saw the burning desire in his blue eyes, instantly setting me on fire and making me yearn for more. Why the hell does he have that power over me?!
"Of course, I keep my promise, baby girl! But only if you promise me to take care of my boner later. Agreed?"
His voice was rough and demanding, sending hot shivers down my spine. I nodded obediently, as if hypnotized by his intense gaze.
"You're such a good girl," he murmured, sealing my lips with a deep kiss.
I returned his kiss with the same passion, eagerly pressing my body against him. When I felt his erect cock through his sweatpants pushing between my thighs, I let out a little moan. The tingle between my thighs was now a throbbing, taking my breath away. Jesus, I'm craving him, so much that he's only to say one word to change my mind...
"Fuck, you're driving me crazy, piccola. We better keep our hands off each other, if we wanna make it to Monterey Bay. Come on, let's go!"
With a deep sigh, Marco let go off me, running his hand through his tousled hair. At first, I was frustrated and felt cold, missing his warm embrace. But one look in his sparkling blue eyes was enough to get me in good mood immediately. I was going to visit the aquarium with my boyfriend, spending a beautiful a day with him, and later at home, we would take care of each other, having wild sex... Can life be more beautiful?
"Okay, let's go, big boy!" I exclaimed happily.
I took the tray of breakfast dishes to the kitchen to wash them, and Marco made the bed in the guest room, before hopping into the shower. This time we didn't shower together, to avoid any temptation, but I showered after him. Half an hour later, we were ready to leave, riding on his motorbike to Monterey Bay.