Valentino booked us the penthouse suite — a traditional Italian space with mosaic floor tiles, burgundy walls, and intricately sculpted architraves. The door to the balcony is open, blowing the curtains into the room.
"What do you think?" Valentino creeps up behind me, slowly tracing his hand down my arm.
"It's beautiful."
"Will it suffice?" his breath tickles my skin, his soft lips pressing against my neck. He trails upwards, gently kissing up to my jaw. I lean into him, gently stroking his crotch with my butt.
"I think it'll do," I respond, my mind elsewhere. Valentino's fingers move from my arm up over my shoulder to my chest, leaving a line of shivers behind him. I reach my hand behind me, immediately finding the bulge in his pants. Just what I was after. He's so hard already. I stroke it softly. Valentino dips into the collar of my dress, grabbing a hold of my left boob. He starts to massage it, kneading his fingers into the tissue before moving to my nipple. He rubs over it, squeezing and tugging until my head falls back against him in pleasure.
"I'm taking this off," he stops his movements. He starts to unzip my dress, helping me free my arms before letting it drop to the floor.
"I wore this for you," I step out of the dress and turn towards Valentino. His gaze drifts up and down my body. My breasts and vulva are covered by a thin layer of black lace, leaving little to nothing to the imagination. I planned for this.
"Bianca," he reaches out to me, his eyes still glued to my figure. He traces his fingers over the lace covering my nipple. "You look...incredible — so, so sexy."
"Yeah?" I wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls me into him straight away, his hand sliding down to my ass, giving it a tight squeeze. His eyes search mine, an excited smile on his face. I reach up for a kiss, our lips meeting hungrily. I snake my arm around his neck, placing my fingers in his hair. I move them down the collar of his shirt, before running them to his front. We separate, but only so he can help me undo the buttons.
"I can do it," he suggests. I shake my head. We'll get it done faster if we do it together. My hands trail over his chest the second they can, feeling his perfectly toned muscles. I shift down to his stomach, inching towards the buckle of his belt.
"I want to try something," I say. He places his hand on the back of my neck, running his thumb over my cheek while he waits for me to continue. "Come with me."
"What is it?" he asks. I don't respond. I just take his hand and guide us over to the bed. He waits for further instructions, but I don't give him any. I push him backwards. He falls back onto the mattress, sitting on the edge. "Bianca..."
"Don't say anything." I don't want to back out of this. I crouch down to the floor, sitting on my knees between his legs.
"You don't have to do this," Valentino leans over to me, running his hands through my hair once more.
"I want to," I assure him. I return to his belt, fumbling with the buckle until it's loose. His pant button is next, but that's easy. I slip my hands into the seam of his boxers. He lifts his hips up, his cock springing free while I pull both layers down past his knees. I wrap my fingers around the base of his penis. I move up slowly, and back down again, and again and again. Valentino lets out a groan. That's exactly what I want to hear. I bring my mouth to the tip of his cock, wrapping my lips around it. I swirl my tongue over it, and then start to move down, taking more and more of it in my mouth until I reach the base. I move back upward and repeat.
Valentino moans my name, leaning backwards on the bed, his shirt loosely draped over his shoulders. My head bobs up and down, sucking on his dick at a steady pace. I try to keep it up the best I can, not going too fast or too slow. He's too big for me to take him all in, so I use my hands to pump at the base.
"Fuck, Bianca," he groans. "You have to stop. I can't take it."
"Do you like it?" I pause my movements.
"I fucking love it," he leans forward, pressing a kiss against my lips. "It feels too good. I need to be inside you — right now."
"Right now?"
"Come here," he places his fingers under my chin, slowly leading me back up to my feet. "Lay down with me."
I do as he says, joining him on the mattress. His hand trails over my neck and passed my chest, teasing my nipples on his way down. His fingers trace my entrance, feeling the wetness pooled between my thighs. He slowly rubs my clitoris, applying gentle pressure as he moves in circles.
"That feels good," I breathe.
"How about this?" he slips a finger into me. "You're so wet already."
A gasp escapes my lips as another finger enters me, immediately pressing against my g-spot. He pumps in and out, hitting it over and over again. I cling to the bedsheets, enjoying every second.
"Oh my god," I moan. "Stop, stop."
"What's wrong?" He pulls out, finally letting me catch my breath.
"We need to have sex — like, right now."
"Are you sure? I can keep going."
"No! Put it in! I need it."
"Fuck, you're so hot," Valentino climbs on top of me, raising my legs into the air. He places his cock at my entrance, a wave of relief washing over me when he finally makes his way in.
******
I stare at the orange glow setting over the city, peeking between the buildings and beyond the mountains. The view from here is breathtaking. I can see everything from here — the city, the mountains, the ocean. I don't think I'll ever get enough of it. I feel like I've watched every sunset and sunrise since Valentino and I started courting, especially since we've been in Sicily. It's just too beautiful to ignore.
The city is finally starting to settle — the hustle and bustle of workers coming to an end. I can hear more birds than I can cars. It's blissful. This is how it should be every night.
Valentino snakes his arms around me, pulling my back into his chest. His breath tickles my ear as he rests his head against mine. I place my hands on his arms, enjoying his touch. I love feeling his skin against mine.
"Hi, darling," he whispers. We've only just gotten out of bed; neither of us was particularly willing to get up. I wasn't sure if I was even able to. My legs are still so weak. My downstairs is sore, too. I think I'll stay sensitive for at least another day or two. I doubt I'll be steady on my feet anytime soon.
"Hi," I grin.
"I thought I told you not to go out here alone."
"I couldn't resist. It's so beautiful."
"You love a nice view, don't you?"
"I do," I admit. "I really do."
"Just be careful, okay? We have limited security here. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"I'll be careful."
"I know. You're good like that," he presses a kiss against my neck. "How are you feeling? You're not still sore, are you?"
"I'm okay," I say. "Just... weak."
"In a good way?"
"The best way," I laugh. "I want to stay weak forever."
"That can definitely be arranged."
"Yeah? You won't get tired?"
"I don't think that's possible. I want to stay inside you forever."
"Can you make that happen?"
"I can certainly try."
"Good," I trail my fingers over his arm. "You spoil me."
"You deserve it," he says. "You've been so considerate and understanding. You were patient with me when you did not have to be. You were kind and thoughtful when I had not earned that respect. I treated you poorly and yet you persisted, refusing to surrender until you'd made yourself known."
"Well, of course."
"And not only that, but you took a chance on me. You agreed to try — to see if we could make something out of this when you were not obliged to. You were receptive to my position and to my perspective, yet willing to stand up for what you felt was right. I admire that — your strength, your resilience, your determination. It's precisely what I want in a Regina and il mio compagna. I want you to be my wife."
"Valentino..." I turn to face him, my heart pounding in my chest.
"My instincts drew me to you all those years ago and forming this relationship with you now has made it worth every second I spent fighting those instincts. The way you make me feel is incomparable to anything I've ever experienced. It was far beyond my expectations when I first saw you, and you continue to show me exactly how incredible you are every single day."
"Oh my god," I don't know what to say.
"I can only hope that what I give to you is enough to keep you by my side, and I will do everything in my power to make sure you receive all the love and happiness you could ever wish for."
"Valentino..." my eyes start to well up.
"I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you," he gets down on one knee, holding the jewellery box up to me, the diamond gleaming in the city lights. "Please, Bianca... would you do me the incredible honour of becoming my wife?"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" I laugh. "Oh my god, yes!"
He climbs back onto his feet, throwing his arms back around me. He lifts me up into the air, spinning my body around.
This is it. This is the happiest I have ever been. Right now.