by Ingrid Walsh
I suck the air sharply to hear his little emotional speech. I'm shaking. Even knowing that this would be the answer, only after listening to it out of your pretty little mouth, my body relaxes, taking me relief. Cum. I was so nervous. I think no man is quiet when asking the woman of his life to marry him. I wanted this moment tonight was perfect. My heart is trotting in my chest, my eyes burning a lot, but I'm smiling broadly. Your embargoed words go straight to my heart. Her beautiful face flushed and bathed in tears over my is a sight that I will never forget. And she is so ravishingly beautiful tonight, which has been hard to take my eyes off her. Retiro the ring from the box and caught his trembling hand, slipping it on her finger. Kiss on the gem and then slip his lips to the delicate knuckles. Ella sighs, big green eyes are locked on mine, sparkling in a way that makes my throat close. raw emotion ripping me apart. So I love this girl. My heart beats just so her. Always Ella. I get up and she jumps into my arms. I smile, growling loudly, my mouth dropping for your urgently on a hot, wet kiss. We cling and kissed hungry. Our mouths devour eagerly while groan, arfamos. Tongues and teeth into action and everything becomes more inflamed, passionate. Hold your neck and bow your head. Bite your mouth. She trembles, gasping. I laugh, returning to dive deep, demanding, dominant. The feel of soft mouth, hot, delicious in my always knocks me. I can not help it. Just touch it to burn and my plans a romantic evening they are about to go into space if you do not slow things down. I go down to hand waist to the upturned ass and grip, bringing our sexes together. My cock throbs, aches, throbs. Christ. You might think you have time than fuck by the reaction of my cock hungry. I growl, determined not to lose control. Not today. Tonight is about my girl, not about me, or my fucking dick. - Damn, I love you so much, little doll. - say between kisses drowned. My Princess ... My Ella ... Always mine. - I love you too. Too much. - Ella groans, sucking my tongue. - Si, love, forever yours. My dick is hard as an iron bar, but I try to restrain myself. Tonight I want everything traditional, as one of the lineage it deserves. Today I want to be as close to the fucking Prince Charming I can be. For her, I do anything. Anything without blinking. I get up, taking your feet off the ground and spin with it. His gentle and happy laughter resounds against my lips. The fireworks still exploding in the sky while working with my girl in her arms. Happiness. Pure and absolute happiness. I force myself to calm the kiss, biting his tongue before starting my mouth from his. Ella groans, rubbing his pelvis against my hard cock. I growl probably noticed that I'm on my best behavior today and how the naughty girl who is going to try me to death to see me succumb. I smile condescendingly and down to the ground, away from me a little. An almost challenging smile curve the corners of the mouth and my cock lustful shivers in response. Mutter an expletive. This girl can try a saint. slow, wicked smile, raising an eyebrow, accepting the challenge. Let's see who is in charge, princess. I tell you my gaze. Ella gasps, his expression becoming even more excited. Like me, my doll loves the game of domination. I smile, trying to placate our latent horny. - Come. - whisper softer tone. - And let me feed my bride. God, I almost moan of pleasure to utter those words. Her beautiful face changes too, getting more tender, turning emerald eyes shining with tears. - Say it again, per favore. - asks, still hanging on my neck. Below my mouth again for your, our prisoners looks. - My fiance. - I say quietly, my hands walking lovingly by her bare back. The woman of my life. It inspires sharply, eyes brimming again. - Mio fidanzato ... [3] mutters. - Uomo della mia vita [4]. Cum. It will start to speak Italian and I'm lost. I put my forehead on her, excited and softened with his statement. - Ella ... - moan softly. - Do not start trying me with that sexy accent, doll. - laying channel my mouth on hers in a sensual teasing before capturing his lips to mine again. So, we lost in each other for who knows how long. Gemo length with a smooth sweeping her soft tongue against mine. In response, I suck your hard, overwhelming her. It's your turn to moan. Rio satisfied. When we parted, we are panting and fucking with our eyes. Taking another brief kiss in full mouth, I take her by the hand, leading her to the table set for two. A bottle of champagne is resting in an ice bucket. I shake briefly and push the cork out with a soft thump, foam spilling on the floor. Serve two crystal bowls under the gaze full of Ella appreciation. I approach more, handing him one. My arm automatically wraps her little waist and looked at each other blankly. - To us, my love. - my voice is a little rough with emotion. - We, amore mio. - I repeat, loving me with those beautiful eyes that pull my soul. gently touched the glasses together and sipped. A few minutes later, we are accommodated at the table, enjoying our dinner and the two waiters who accompanied service. I ordered the full service in one of the restaurants that Ella enjoyed when we were in Rome for five years. Lamb in herb crust is the main course and for dessert Tiramisù. The meat is tender and juicy and esbaldamos in a tacit silence in the first moments. The multicolored lights still espocam in the sky, now farther, the Bracciano lake bay. Ella follows my gaze and smiled slightly, finishing chewing a lot. How long will they still continue? - asks, taking a sip from his glass of full-bodied wine, her eyes shining with the reflection of the fireworks. Ella loves fireworks. These more pyrotechnics and less noisy, I mean. I remember having hired a guy to be letting off fireworks all night on his fifteenth birthday. That night, I fell asleep in my arms on the balcony of my room. A happy grin plastered on his face and fires continued until dawn. Ella never knew I did it. - How long we stay here. - respond in smug tone. His eyes rest on mine and there is a soft glow and fun there. - As the night of my fifteenth birthday? - asks, raising a well-shaped eyebrow. I close my eyes, making her naughty smile increase. She knew. - Did you know. - I say instead of asking. Beckons. - I always knew, silly. - I smiled with mischief, getting serious then. - Only one person would do something so mundane and yet so sweet to me ... - can not stay without touching it, reach out, reaching her across the table. - My Mike. Whispers and I melt every fucking. - All for my favorite. - I say, bringing her hand to my mouth. Instead of kissing the back, I turn and deposit a slow, sensual kiss on the wrist. Ella gasps, licking her red lips. - From the worldly desire the most expensive and exquisite ... - scrape the teeth dragging on her wrist, feeling her shiver and moan softly.
- Always I will do everything for my doll. - Amore mio ... - her voice is full of need grimace, love, candor. As another soft kiss, libero her hand and went back to eating in silence again. When I'm satisfied, I clean my mouth with his napkin and I lean back in the chair. Squeegee the wine in my glass, my eyes locked on Ella as ingests his last mouthfuls. A small smile curls in my mouth before the obvious pleasure in her expression. See her eat a dish is something that always amused me. Princess loves to eat. God, do not know how you keep that perfect body, smooth and flawless belly. She looks up and catches me staring at her. Her face blushing slightly, a smile sheepishly emerging. - Stop staring. - complains.
- Impossible. - I say quietly. Rolls his eyes and wipes his mouth, picking up his glass, taking a sip. - You are training for Prince Charming? Arches that beautiful and haughty eyebrow princess. I laugh slowly, taking another sip, watching her over the edge. - We both know I'm too degenerated to fit in this stereotype, princess. - I scoff and she laughs, a provocative laugh firing my dick. - However, I can have a romantic evening with my girl. I can spend hours just watching her and treating her with the courtesy you deserve. I am a lover of many talents. I blink seductively and Ella shakes his head. - Can you? - his voice is just a purr. - Ella ... - my tone carries a warning, then my face and voice soften. - I want to be able to offer you the best of both worlds. The novel has dreamed since she was a girl. green eyes are warm, tender, while stares at me. - And pleasure without taboos sex without limits that both enjoy. - complete. - And you do, amore mio. Grazie for tonight so special. says with mild excitement. - You have not forgotten ... - his voice is hoarse and she whispers: - I loved that trip. - I know. - answer. - Everything about you is never forgotten, doll. - I've wanted you at the time. - her cheeks blush to admit it. - I was just a girl,
but I want him as my man. Fuck. I love when you talk so direct, devoid of modesty. - I know. - I say, making hold your hand on the table, kissing the ring on the stone proudly shining on her finger. - I started to burn for you on that journey. - my lips twist in depreciation. - Have you ever been so beautiful, doll. - praise makes open a half dreamy smile. - However, at sixteen, was beginning to turn into a lush woman, stunning fucking ... I was so confused, Ella. I recriminei and I found the lowest of the low for not being able to contain the reactions of my body to change its. I wanted to kill the men who looked at you with lust. His smile spreads obviously pleased with my confession. But to her credit, she just says: You are overcharged, Mike. - I wanted to stop sleeping with you when I started to feel like that. - I say seriously. - But I'm a selfish idiot, very selfish and possessive when it comes to my princess. - I practically growl that last part. Ella giggles. - Well, we're two mio principi.
- mutters with seductive voice. - You are mine. Only mine. - says with a ferocity that makes my dick spasm and thicken. - I can not bear to see the puttanas ogling you. His fixed gaze on mine, sending me a veiled message. I smile, knowing he will push me on Vivian. However, I do not want to spoil our evening bringing old subs to our conversation. We'll talk about it when we return to the island. I decide to tease her to relax. - So beautiful jealous, baby. - I whisper, leaning me on the table, looking at her wickedly. - Let me so hard, fuck. - growl. - His jealousy always left my absurdly hard cock. Even when he was just a child, I was insanely crazy about you. She snorted softly, but her eyes dilate and panting slightly. - Do not try to distract me with their depravity, dear mio. - almost purrs, infuriating even my cock, pressing the zipper of his pants, making me whistling down. Good to know that my depravity distracts her, princess. - smug smile. She snorted again, but smiled too. The waiter appears with dessert. We spent the next few minutes and sharing our tasting portions of Tiramisù. I order another slice to go. Ella raises a mischievous eyebrow at me. Just smile, staring down at her and letting her know that I have good bastards plans for later. I take her to the rail when we finished the meal. We huddled for what seem like hours, watching the fireworks in the bay of the lake. When the temperature starts to fall, I cover her shoulders with a stole and left the castle. The helicopter ride in the back is loaded with lust, gross sexual energy crackling between us. I can feel your eyes most of the time about me, which makes me bloated, feeling the luckiest bastard in the world. A Princess. She is a princess and loves a former street criminal. It's surreal, to say the least. When we got to cover, I'll take her straight to the third floor where is our master suite. Ella goes to the terrace while I select something in the sound system. Opt for the selection she did yesterday. Coldplay Miracles begins and adjust the volume. I go out a few minutes later. The sight of her near the balustrade looking Rome all lit up below us makes me slow down the pace. His right hand is stroking the choker lightly. My chest swells, seeing the two jewels symbolizing that's mine. My collar and secular ring on her finger. Dam caught him with the queen and kept it in my room before traveling to Monaco. He belonged to Ella's grandmother, the mother of King, but asked the jeweler of the royal family to make some changes. The large white diamond was replaced by a green with whitish details that shine beautifully in accordance with the position of the light. I also sent my favorite record enrollment inside the white gold ring. She turns her head towards me and a soft smile tilting his mouth while away from the view and come to meet me halfway. I make a gentlemanly bow, holding out his hand for a dance. His smile broadens and puts a gentle hand on mine. I almost moan when slip his arm around her waist and pull her gently against my body. His arms around my neck and started moving slowly, only a sensual and slow brush of bodies. Her head tilts back, big green eyes holding mine. Down my forehead against his, needing to breathe the same air as her. I climb one hand the waist slowly, caressing the bare skin of her slender back. His eyes burn, her lips parting in a low gasp. The corners of my mouth tremble arrogantly. The next song is Helium Sia. Ella, Anna and ruivinhas my very fond of this artist. I must confess that I like some of his work as well. We cling more, looking us in the eye, leaving the letter bestow upon us. And if you leave I'll float to the sun Down my forehead against his, needing to breathe the same air as her. I climb one hand the waist slowly, caressing the bare skin of her slender back. His eyes burn, her lips parting in a low gasp. The corners of my mouth tremble arrogantly. The next song is Helium Sia. Ella, Anna and ruivinhas my very fond of this artist. I must confess that I like some of his work as well. We cling more, looking us in the eye, leaving the letter bestow upon us. And if you leave I'll float to the sun Down my forehead against his, needing to breathe the same air as her. I climb one hand the waist slowly, caressing the bare skin of her slender back. His eyes burn, her lips parting in a low gasp. The corners of my mouth tremble arrogantly. The next song is Helium Sia. Ella, Anna and ruivinhas my very fond of this artist. I must confess that I like some of his work as well. We cling more, looking us in the eye, leaving the letter bestow upon us. And if you leave I'll float to the sun Anna and ruivinhas my very fond of this artist. I must confess that I like some of his work as well. We cling more, looking us in the eye, leaving the letter bestow upon us. And if you leave I'll float to the sun Anna and ruivinhas my very fond of this artist. I must confess that I like some of his work as well. We cling more, looking us in the eye, leaving the letter bestow upon us. And if you leave I'll float to the sun