Page 18 of Memento Mori
He jumped up, his powerful arms wrapped around me, and he twirled me around. His enthusiasm was so infectious that I couldn’t help but giggle. When he sat me down and placed the gorgeous ring on my finger, I held it up.
“It’s gorgeous, Antonio.”
“Not as beautiful as you, Bella. I’m so sorry for what I did. And I will spend every day until the day I die showing you I love you with everything that’s in me.”
“I’m going to hold you to that. And I love you, too.”
“I will make this up to you, Aaliyah. You’re my world, and I will do my best to make sure you never doubt my love for you, again.”
“It’s the past now, Antonio.” As I held his face, his eyes shut. As his shoulders relaxed, I realized I had made the right choice. “From this day forward it’s about our future, together.”
Now we just had to get over the hurdle of telling our families.
A gentle kiss brushed across my forehead, pulling me out of my thoughts, followed by a slow, thoughtful kiss to my lips. As I closed my eyes, a deep sense of satisfaction settled within me, causing me to let out a contented sigh. Being in his arms felt right. It felt like home.
My red silk robe fell to the floor, pooling around my feet leaving me bare to him. His tongue explored the supple curve of my lips, and I surrendered to the intense connection we shared—the profound love that bound us.
His moist, firm mouth seared a path down my neck and shoulders, leaving me craving his touch.
“Antonio, please,” I gasped, the desperation in my voice igniting a flicker of desire in both of us.
While he continued to kiss every inch of my heated flesh, I reached down, undone his belt, and unbuttoned his dress slacks, freeing his hardened cock from the confines of his briefs.
The burning need to have him close overwhelmed me, as a sense of urgency washed over my entire being. I needed his hands to touch me, his lips to kiss me. I needed him inside me, and his urgent needs matched my own. As he lifted me off the ground,my long legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, sending a surge of exhilaration through my body. His mouth covered mine hungrily. As his tongue explored the recesses of my mouth, waves of desire washed over me, making my entire body tingle with anticipation.
Pinned against the wall, he entered me with one forceful thrust, igniting a blissful sensation that awakened every nerve in my body. As our lips met, moans of ecstasy escaped, echoing in the air around us.
In between thrusts, he managed to grit out, “I love you,Bella,” his voice filled with intensity.
My nails dug deeper into the flesh of his taut muscles, drinking in the comforts of his words. As his lips brushed against my nipples, my body instinctively arched towards him, craving more. With each gentle push, each tender kiss, and soft whispers of love, the memories of this morning faded away, replaced by the intensity of this moment.
His lips traced a sensuous path of ecstasy across my body electrifying every nerve in me, solidifying he was all I needed. Kneading the flesh of my ass while he plunged in and out of me, his expert touch sent waves of pleasure swimming through my veins.
Our pleasure was pure and passionate, like a blazing flame. My toes curled. My nails scoured his back. He drove me beyond the point of no return. Hypnotized with everything he offered, mybody tingled under his masterful control teetering on the edge of blissful release.
“Tony!” I shouted in delight, surrendering completely, my slick channel clenching his hardened length.
With his frantic movements, and his grip tightening on my ass, he let out a loud moan, uttering my name in ecstasy.
“Aaliyah, Aaliyah,” he chanted, coating my walls with his release.
It was one of the most beautiful and erotic things I had the pleasure to witness.
I sighed in enjoyable exhaustion. “That was amazing.”
He gazed at me, and it was like I could see into his soul. “You are amazing, my love. MyBella.”
I couldn’t deny that his presence gave me joy. Everything wasn’t perfect. There were things we definitely needed to work on and through especially with what I witnessed with that woman. However, I wouldn’t stop myself from being happy.
Antonio was my happiness. My future.
My smile broadened. “I love you, always.”
“And I love you,” he responded. “Always.”
Bliss encompassed me, and I felt alive again. Today, I was engaged to the man that I loved. I would enjoy the peace we felt in this moment, and tomorrow tackle our families.
Chapter Seven
