Giuseppe
With a heavy sigh, I get an ice chips from the Paul sitting on the little nightstand. If she wasn't so stubborn we could be making love by now.
"Wait, what are you doing," She huffs. I stand in front of her, cupping her face with one hand.
I ease my to give into her mouth, the cool I've passing between us.
She shivers slightly, her now cool lips moving against mine instantly.
I pull away, looking at her face. "Beautiful Desiree, I love you."
"Then let me down."
I snort. "No, no that wouldn't be love. That'd be...knuckling under. And I've had enough of that."
She purses her lips.
I massage her hips softly, turning to the pulley haning on my right. I adjust it, her body raises upward.
"What—what are you doing?"
I say nothing, angling her body toward me.
"Giuseppe!"
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