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Now I sat in Adriana's car, my head against her window and lost in thought. Luckily the tears had stopped. We're almost at Central Park. "Are you going to finish it?" she snapped me out of my thoughts. "I don't know," I mumbled, nervously tapping my feet on the floor. "Maybe it was all just a really bad decision. Maybe I shouldn't have even-" "You wanted to have fun too. Whether it's with Domenico or with any other guy, it doesn't matter. You can Don't always let everything be forbidden to you, but if you want to end it, if you really want it, then you should do it. Do what you want, Tana," she interrupted me.

I leaned my head against the window pane again. "Is it weird that he makes me feel kind of comfortable?" I whispered, lost in thought. "I don't know sweetie." "Why him? Why couldn't it have been some guy? It can't be, and I know it, but I still want it. I'll risk it all anyway," I murmured. "I don't think this is just sex anymore," I whispered. "I think so too," she replied. I snorted and nodded, running my left hand through my hair. If only Adriana and I hadn't gone to this club. Then I would not have met Domenico and would not be in such a situation now. Suddenly the car stopped. "Now hop, hop go!" she said. "Write to me tomorrow or later, depending on that. Love you," she said and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. I had to smile. "I love you too, Adri," I replied and got out. I first breathed in the fresh evening air before I looked for Domenico stopped. He wasn't there yet. I sat on a bench and just waited.

Less than 2 minutes later, I saw his car come to a stop right in front of me. I took another deep breath before getting up and walking towards the car. I couldn't look that fast, so he got out and came running towards me in quick steps. When he came to a stop right in front of me, I first thought he wanted to kiss me, but he wrapped his arms around me tightly and pulled me closer to him. For a moment I had to register what is happening here. Is he hugging me because I cried earlier? Was he worried? My arms wrapped themselves around him as well and we stayed like that. Neither of us said anything. At that moment I blocked out everything around us. Just me and him. My heart started beating faster. But not out of fear, but for completely different reasons. reasons that scare me.

His arms slowly let go of me and we broke away. As we looked at each other, I looked into his beautiful blue eyes for the first time in days. Domenico's face came closer to mine as he gently placed his hands on my cheeks. Our lips met in the next moment. It was absolutely not a demanding kiss or anything like that. But a very soft and tender kiss. My stomach started to tingle like butterflies were flying through it. I wrapped my arms around his neck while our lips were still gently moving to the beat.

"Shall we go?" he breathed against my lips after a few moments. I nodded and we broke apart. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the car. Domenico held the door open for me, which he closed again after I was in the car.

The ride was silent. No radio, no conversation. I was actually quite right. Because I absolutely have to make a decision. Whether I should end this with Domenico and me or not.

-

"Where were you going anyway?" was the first thing I said to him today as we got into the elevator. "Go partying with my brothers a bit," he replied. I nodded in understanding before the elevator stopped and we got out. What am I to him? This thought suddenly shot through my head as we walked towards his door. He unlocked it and we entered his apartment. Involuntarily my middle started to tingle as I thought back to the evening a few days ago. While he closed the door, I slipped my shoes off my feet before I felt Domenico's hands on my waist the next moment. I closed my eyes as I felt his hot breath against my ear. "Why were you crying, amore mio?" he whispered in my ear before gently kissing my ear down my cheek, down to my neck. "Because of you," I whispered honestly. Domenico immediately stopped kissing. "What?" His voice sounded confused. "Why?" he wanted to know. "I have a bad conscience," I murmured and opened my eyes. His hands were still on my waist. "I feel like I'm just a disappointment to my family. I'm afraid that if they ever find out about this between us, they'll hate me," I explained. His hands were still on my waist. "I feel like I'm just a disappointment to my family. I'm afraid that if they ever find out about this between us, they'll hate me," I explained. His hands were still on my waist. "I feel like I'm just a disappointment to my family. I'm afraid that if they ever find out about this between us, they'll hate me," I explained.

Domenico

"What about you?" she wanted to know. "Do you have a guilty conscience towards your family?" she added. Certainly not, because I would never stab my family in the back, especially for a Fernández wife. "Some, yes," I breathed against her neck, which suddenly felt goose bumps. "Do you think we should stop that?" she asked softly. I'm afraid it will take longer than expected until I get something useful from her.

Dio, why are women like this? You just consider everything. "With what?" I whispered unsuspectingly, although I could well guess what she meant. "Now with the sex," she murmured. A grin formed on my lips. "Isn't he good?" I asked, trying to sound mock outraged. A short giggle escaped her lips. "Is that a joke?" she asked, laughing lightly. "The sex is awesome," she whispered. I grinned victoriously as I slowly wrapped my arms around her body. "Well then, what are we waiting for, mia bella?" I whispered to her and started sucking on her neck. I drew a soft moan from her lips. I asked myself how much longer I have to go through with this.

"Domenico," she whispered, and I felt myself getting hard. Merda, despite being a Fernández, she manages to get me hard in a matter of seconds. I kissed myself up a bit higher, placing kisses just behind her ear. By the For most women, that was the weak point."Domenico," she said in a firmer voice, although I could tell she was having a hard time. I stopped. "I'm serious," she murmured. "What is it?" I whispered in her ear, knowing exactly what she meant. I'm not stupid. "Domenico!", she said and laughed desperately. Suddenly she turned around in my arms so that I could look straight into her green eyes. She bit her lower lip nervously and said nothing. I strongly assume that she just looking for the right words. As I stared at her longer and longer, the urge to just kiss her grew stronger. Merda, why? I couldn't anymore. I couldn't control myself anymore.

Impatiently I bridged the remaining gap between and and kissed her. I pressed my lips hard on her. She seemed perplexed for a moment, but then returned my stormy and demanding kiss. I suddenly had such a strong desire. I told myself that it was just the will, that she finally trusts me and that we can finally destroy her family.

Cayetana

I gently placed my hands on his cheeks as he wrapped his arms around my body. He directed me backwards through the apartment until eventually we arrived in the bedroom. Immediately in front of the bed, he stopped, as did I. Domenico broke away from me, breathing heavily, and looked at me with his beautiful blue eyes. I could lose myself in those eyes.

His hands slid further down and settled on the hem of my dress before pulling it over my head the next moment. His gaze swept over my body, which was in red lacy underwear. Domenico's eyes darkened abruptly. He placed his hands on my hips and let them slide down to my butt, where he slowly ran over the fabric of my underwear. I watched as he licked his lips and his eyes slid up to meet mine squarely. "I like that," he murmured, running his hands up to my waist before pulling me even closer. His lips were right in front of mine, just a little more before they would touch. "But I like it even more to see them on the ground," he breathed against my lips and ran his fingers to the hem of my panties. I quickly pressed my mouth to his and gently grabbed the collar. I turned and took forward steps. When Domenico bumped his legs against the bed, I gently pushed him down so he could sit on it. Is he letting me take control of anything serious right now? I grinned into the kiss as he sat down on the soft bed.

Without breaking the kiss, I sat down on his lap, feeling his fat bulge in my pants. I grinned again. "What's this?" he whispered against my lips, grinning, before resting his hands on my hips. As if he couldn't imagine it. I ran my hands down his muscular chest and began to unbutton his shirt. I kissed him again. "I want to ride you," I breathed against his lips, which immediately formed a greasy grin. When I finally unbuttoned his shirt, I threw it across the room. I put my hands on his chest and pushed him further onto the bed so he was completely flat. I kissed him, then ran my lips down his cheek to his neck. A gasp escaped his lips, making my abdomen throb even more. Dios, that turns me on so much.

I kissed further down and planted wet kisses on his tattooed chest. Teasingly, I rubbed my pelvis back and forth, and I already got the feeling that he was getting harder. "Cayetana," he growled, panting. I grinned mischievously. "Sí?" I grinned, head over his again. "Don't keep me waiting, mia bella. I'm about to explode," he murmured, cupping my face and impatiently placing his lips on mine. I broke away from him and got off him. I slowly crawled off him and knelt beside him so I could get on his pants. I quickly undid my belt and slipped his pants off his legs. Then his boxer shorts followed, and his cock literally jumped out at me.

I got off the bed and briefly enjoyed the sight before I got on my underwear. Grinning, I bit my lip as Domenico propped himself up on his elbows and eyed me impatiently. His eyes shone with lust. Mine probably too. Teasing slowly, I slipped my hand behind my back and unbuttoned my bra. I slowly let it slide off my shoulders. Then I stripped my panties off my legs. Domenico's eyes stayed with me the whole time, and when I looked up again, he was studying every inch of my body. I had to grin. "Well, do you like what you see?" I giggled and started walking. He grinned too. "Very." I slowly crawled over him. I took his member in my hand and positioned it at my entrance. Then I slowly lowered myself onto him. We both let out a groan. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back as I began rocking back and forth in circular motions. "Merda, questa donna" (Shit that woman) he gasped, while I couldn't understand anything since he was speaking Italian. I opened my eyes and looked at him. "I find it so sexy when you speak Italian," I confessed with a groan and quickened my movements. I put my hands on his chest to keep my balance. as I began to move back and forth in circular motions. "Merda, questa donna" (Shit that woman) he gasped, while I couldn't understand anything since he was speaking Italian. I opened my eyes and looked at him. "I find it so sexy when you speak Italian," I confessed with a groan and quickened my movements. I put my hands on his chest to keep my balance. as I began to move back and forth in circular motions. "Merda, questa donna" (Shit that woman) he gasped, while I couldn't understand anything since he was speaking Italian. I opened my eyes and looked at him. "I find it so sexy when you speak Italian," I confessed with a groan and quickened my movements. I put my hands on his chest to keep my balance.

Domenico leaned further up and closed his lips around my left nipple, playing with his tongue while stimulating my right with his fingers. I moaned his name over and over again. I could feel my orgasm rushing toward me, so I accelerated my movement even more. "Cayetana..." he moaned and grabbed my waist tightly. Our moans echoed through the whole apartment, and as I climaxed loudly, I also felt Domenico spill into me. I could still feel his cock throbbing inside me as he flopped onto his back, gasping for air strongly and erratically. I rested my hands on his chest again, which was rising and falling rapidly. I had to get my breath straight first.

I tilted my head to the left to look at him, only to find that he was already looking at me. He started to grin. "Round two?" he asked with a mischievous grin. "What are we waiting for?" I grinned playfully. In the next moment he was already over me.

-

Panting, Domenico dropped down next to me after the third lap. "Well.... well now I'm really at the end of my strength!" I laughed and pulled the covers over me. "Me too, amore mio, me too," he said out of breath and crawled under the covers. We both lay on our backs and stared at the ceiling. There was silence, but I didn't know if it was pleasant or unpleasant. I lay down on my right side and moved closer to him. After a moment, I began tracing his tattoos with my finger. Personally, I think tattoos are super hot, and for some people they have an important or significant meaning. I plan to ask him at some point if his tattoos have any meaning. But at the moment there is only one question floating around in my head. A question, I really wanted to get an answer to. "Domenico?" I asked into the silence. "Amore mio," he replied. "What am I for you?"

Domenico

Internally I sighed in exasperation. How am I supposed to answer her? What does she want to hear? But I also have to come up with something good. Why the hell do women always have to know where they stand? But I can also understand that she is insecure because of her family. To be honest, I'm a little scared that she's going to end what she thinks we have. (Was that German?) Now I have to think of something quickly. I need something she would like. "I honestly don't know. But I like you. And I'd like to get to know you better. I want to know what your favorite color is. Your favorite city. I want to know everything about you. But what I want even more is time with you I want to be with you all the time. I think it's nice when it's just the two of us,

Cayetana

The words he just said sent butterflies fluttering through my stomach. "And me?" he suddenly asked. "What am I to you?" he asked curiously, and started to grin. I thought for a moment to find the right words. "Honestly, I don't know either. I feel comfortable with you, and not like a baby, like when I'm at home. I like you too, Domenico. I just have to admit that you've turned my life upside down I lie to my whole family, which isn't easy for me, but when I'm with you I can kind of forget everything and switch off completely for a night. I don't know what it is between us, and I'll be honest if I say I'm scared of what's coming," I confessed. He nodded, leaned in and planted a kiss on my forehead. After that, he looked me in the eye and smiled softly. "Let's go to sleep, mia bella," he suggested. I nodded eagerly since I'm totally tired.

"Cayetana?" he murmured questioningly after wrapping his arm around me from behind. "Mhh?" I waited for him to say something. "I want to be with you."