"Okay, here, you stand close by with the bags."
"Wait, wait. I need to take some photos."
I stepped on the bull with my right foot, looked up at Simone and winked, closed my eyes, and then turned 360 degrees, laughing pretty hard because I almost fell down. When I opened my eyes, I could see Simone taking photos of my attempt at good luck, while laughing hard herself. I walked toward her.
She was still squealing with laughter. "I didn't realize you put your heel in the bull's balls!"
"Alright, alright. Your turn." I grabbed her camera, both of us still laughing hilariously, while she skipped up to the bull.
I clicked a few photos of her accomplishing the spin, not really knowing how to work her camera, but hoping the photos wouldturn out well all the same. It was a moment of hilarity that we wouldn't long forget.
After a day filled with shopping, tasting Italian delicacies, and sightseeing, we made our way to the hotel.
Returning to the suite, we collapsed on the bed, exhausted and giddy.
“Thank you for today, Hugo,” Simone whispered as she turned to look at me. “Today was perfect.”
"Anything for you," I replied, pulling her into my body. I pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. We both knew that tonight would be a turning point in our relationship, a chance for us to escape the pressures of the world and focus solely on each other.
Simone's laughter filled the air, her joy contagious as we laid there, not paying any attention to the movie playing on the TV. Her eyes sparkled, and I marveled at how they seemed to reflect the light of the city below us. The tension from our family struggles had melted away, leaving only the warmth of our connection.
She lay her head in the crook of my neck and we just lay there, soaking in the perfection of a day well spent.
She tipped her face up and groaned a little as she started to kiss and nip at my neck. I closed my eyes and exhaled. God, she knew how to keep me on my toes. I rolled to my side and returned her kisses, her mouth eager to find mine. Kissing Simone felt like a little piece of heaven. I was eager to show her that I was hers and she had my heart.
I felt Simone's hands tugging at the hem of my shirt, urging it off as she exposed my chest. Eager to do the same, I slid my hands under her blouse, feeling the soft curve of her breasts beneath my fingertips as we continued to kiss. We didn't need to see, didn't need to look. Our hands and fingers knew what they were doing and were eager to learn and find out more.
As our clothes fell away, revealing the beauty of our naked bodies, my heart rate increased, and we both started to move with the intensity of a deep wanting. My stiff cock brushed against her wetness, sending shivers of anticipation through us both.
"Hugo," she whispered, her breath hot against my ear as our bodies aligned. "You're so fucking hot. I want to ride you into the morning."
I growled. She could drive me over the edge with a smile.
"I don't mean to be selfish, but me first."
In one smooth motion, I entered her, feeling the warmth and wetness envelop me. I moved slowly at first, savoring the sensation of being connected so intimately with Simone. As our rhythm increased, so did the urgency of our desire, driving us closer to the edge. She lay with her arms above her head, eyes closed, back arched. She raised her legs to hug me close and lift her hips so I hit just at the right spot. Her gasps and moaning with every thrust were sending me to places I don't remember ever being before.
I slammed my hips into hers, wanting to break her in the best way. She was enjoying it, but soon her legs squeezed me and she flipped me onto my back. Without missing a beat, she was suddenly on top of me.
She bent over, kissed my neck, then cheek and then settling with a smouldering kiss on my lips, searching and finding the love I had for her there.
"My turn," she whispered, swirling her hot tongue around my ear, sucking my lobe as she sat up. I raised my hands and she interlocked her fingers and started the rhythmic bucking of her hips. I closed my eyes and just let her ride, faster and faster. She cried out with every push, her voice sending me to the edge, until I felt her pussy grab me over and over as she threw her headback, clearly enjoying the ride. She lay on my stomach, panting from her exertion.
But I wasn't done yet. I swung her over, leaned over to the nightstand to grab a condom I had placed in there, and quickly put it on. She was still heavily breathing, but there was still work to do. Her hand lazily dragged across my jawline, urging me to come closer to her. I scrambled back above her, leant down and kissed her.
"Just a little more, baby. I feel like I could do this forever."
"Be my guest." Simone looked at me with a daring look in her eye. That was all I needed.
I slipped between her legs and linked each of my arms under her knees to fully open her, and she was more than willing, her arms draped and her fingers interlocked around my neck.
"Ride me, cowboy." Fuck yeah.
When I entered her, she closed her eyes. "Oh my god," she sighed. "That hits so right."
Pushing into her felt like coming home, and that angle just took us both to a paradise that could only be fully expressed by the grunts and panting that we both exuded with every thrust, growing faster and faster as I was nearing the edge.
"Simone," I gasped, my grip on her legs tightening as we moved together like a well-choreographed dance. "I don't know how much longer I can hold on."