Page 78 of Spark

“Let me help.”

“I can’t clean my door by myself,” Mia murmured, knowing he would understand. She had explained every piece of the wall to him, read him the notes, and shared the dreams with him. They were all torn and destroyed. She slid off his chest, letting her feet touch the floor, and stepped back.

Aurelio stood up, placing one of his arms around her waist. He felt his body press to her back, the comfort of knowing he had her giving her strength.

“No point holding it off anymore.” She spun to face him, lifting on her tip toes to place a kiss on his chin. He smiled at her.

“I will be right here with you.” He lifted her chin, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.

“I will always be here.” He whispered, his words filling the cracks in her heart.

Together, they walked to the door. Mia picked up photo after photo, each one bringing a tear to her eye. Although he had already heard every story, Aurelio asked after each photo. She laughed a little as she went through them; the memories captured in the photos were still her favorites. He helped pick up the notes, gently pressing them flat and stacking them. Working as a team, they made quick work of putting everything together, making neatly stacked piles of her memories and hopes. She sighed, feeling a release in the shed tears and shared moments while cleaning. Aurelio grabbed her waist and pulled her into a kiss; her body pressed against him, grateful and full of love.

“Go take a bath. I’m going to cook something for us to eat.” He pushed her gently towards the bathroom.

“What?” she asked, a smile on her lips. “You cook?”

“Yeah,” he chuckled as she walked backward to the bathroom. “Had to learn when Dad was sick, and money was tighter than ever. Now, I just do it on occasion.” He walked to her little kitchen and opened the fridge.

“Wow, okay.” Her feet hit the bathroom floor, hand on the doorknob. “Sure you don’t want to join me in here?”

Aurelio looked away from the fridge, his eyes dark with want. “Oh, I want to. But I know you haven’t eaten all day. I would love to take care of you in there, but first, I need to take care of you like this.”

Mia smiled; her heart could not love him more. He was right; she hadn’t eaten all day because of everything that happened. Time had slipped right by. She nodded and started to close the door but stopped.

Mia had cleaned all the glass in the loft, vanity included. She removed the mirror entirely, and it sat outside the front door. She secretly hoped Oliver would come by and see it and know she knew he was responsible. She had to let the anger go; she couldn’t hold onto it, or it would eat her alive.

Drawing a nice hot bath, Mia stepped into the warm bubbles and breathed easy. Again, Aurelio was right; it was perfect. She had told him the first day they messaged that a bath was her way to unwind, and it was. He remembered. Thoughts of Aurelio swirled around her like the bubbles, wishing he was in the bath with her. As if he heard her secret desire, he appeared. But unlike her fantasies, where he was naked, the real Aurelio was still wearing his clothes, carrying a plate and drink.

Mia sat up a little in the tub as Aurelio squatted next to her. His face was close but not close enough to kiss.

“For you, beautiful,” he announced, lowering the plate. On it was a simple peanut butter and jelly sandwich with the crust removed.

Mia laughed, her face splitting in a wide smile. “Why, thank you! My favorite!”

Aurelio shared her wide smile. “Mine, too. But it’s not complete...” He pulled the drink out for her to see. “…without a glass of milk.” He gave her a wink, and Mia laughed harder.

“Of course, truly the perfect meal. Thank you, my Aurelio!” she said, pursing her lips.

Aurelio leaned closer and kissed her, setting the food on the sink next to them.

“Can I have dessert first?” she asked, her hand snaked out of the tub to reach for him.

He pulled back, standing up again. “You need to eat. Then we can talk about your dessert.”

“But what if I promise to eat every bite right after?” she asked, pouting. “Or what if I want to eat something else?”

Aurelio stopped, his eyes growing dark as his own lust took over. “Oh, beautiful.” His hands were already working on his pants buckle and zipper. “You will be the death of me.”

The pants slid off, followed by boxers. His cock was hard, ready for her. Mia eyed him hungrily. Aurelio lifted his shirt over his head, flexing hard muscles that begged to be touched. He sauntered slowly over, watching as she floated just below the surface of the water, the tops of her breasts barely breaking the surface. Mia pushed onto her knees, and suds clung to her flesh. Aurelio stood before her. Watching, waiting. She stared up at him as she took his cock into her mouth. He let out a gutturalmoan as her tongue worked over the hardened length. She sucked hard, her hand coming up to grab the shaft as she pulled back. Licking the tip, she began to work him faster between her fingers.

“Fuck,” Aurelio moaned, his head falling back as she licked and stroked, letting her tongue clean the precum on his tip. She took him fully in her mouth again, swallowing as he reached the back of her throat, and pulling more growls and moans from him. His cock slid out of her mouth, and she looked up to catch his dark and lustful gaze, continuing to lick and stroke.

“Get out,” Aurelio commanded, moving back so Mia could stand. Before her left foot even hit the floor, his hands were around her, setting her on the edge of the tub. “Lean back.” His words were an order, his face hard and dominating. “Spread your legs.”

Mia did as instructed, and Aurelio sank to his knees before her. He buried his face between her thighs, tongue licking all the juices she released. He worked her clit into a frenzy until Mia was ready to cum all over his tongue. His fingers worked into her vagina, moving in and out slowly while his mouth sucked her clit and flicked it with his tongue.

“Oh God, Aurelio,” she cried, trying to be quiet, but he would not allow that. He pulled his head back from her pussy, his gaze telling her exactly what she needed to do. Mia bit her lip; she shouldn’t. She needed to be quiet with everything going on around them, but fear that someone would hear her had never stopped them before. Aurelio licked her again and again, fingers still working in slow movements as her pussy leaked all over his palm.

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