The Italian's proposal

Timothy

They arrived at Timothy’s penthouse, she didn’t utter a word, and this worried him.

Her gray eyes were no longer tearing up.

He hated himself and considered himself one of the drops that filled Melody’s cup of feelings. He had made her leave, got her to her parents’ house and suffer.

They rode up the elevator in silence, she continued to not look at him.

He made a couple of calls to set her up with a tour of as many clothing and shoe stores as she wanted, looking to distract her.

“Melody...” he called to her as the doors opened and they entered the penthouse. “Gorgeous, if you need to talk, I’m here.”

“No. I’m fine,” she said without looking at him, walking to the room he offered her when she moved in with him.

By forcing her to move in with him.

He was beginning to realize that he would have been just like the others. He forced her into everything. To accept his proposal, to marry him, to move into his apartment, to not tell anyone that it was all a sham.

Yes.

He was one of the bunch. One who didn’t think about her and what she wanted.

About what might make her happy.

“No, gorgeous,” he said reaching for her and taking her cold hands in his, “you’re not okay. You don’t have to hide anything from me.”

“I don’t...”

“No,” he interrupted her, stroked her cheek. He wanted so hard to kiss her, to taste her, to try to soothe all the pain she’d been through at her parents’ house. “Don’t lie to my face, Melody.”

“I just don’t want to think about it,” she murmured, biting her lips.

“But you must think about it. You have to or you won’t be able to close the loop and move on,” she was surprised how easily he could talk to her like that, calmly, lovingly. He was a heretic if he didn’t admit that he had grown fond of Melody Redford.

“You’ve become a psychologist in less than a day? I’m surprised you want me to talk now, when I’ve been trying for days and you wouldn’t listen.”

“I know and I will regret all my life for what I caused you,” he said seeking her gaze, he took her chin and lifted it so she could see his face. He was sick of being misunderstood and her not believing him. Even though he had only been looking for that reaction. “I’m terribly sorry. You don’t know how much I’ve hated myself since I found out it wasn’t you.”

Melody said nothing for several seconds. For a moment he thought she was going to faint or that her brain was finally tired of keeping up the appearance of not caring at all.

“Melody...” he said, her eyes glittering addictively.

“Can you be quiet for a moment,” she interrupted as she pulled his face close and stood on tiptoe, kissing him softly.

But he had been wanting all night to kiss her. He took her in his arms and deepened the kiss until she moaned against his lips.

“I want you,” she said pressing herself tighter against him. “Make me forget everything.”

He couldn’t take advantage of her no matter how much his member screamed at him otherwise.

“Melody...”

“No, don’t say I’m not well. I don’t care. Tonight, I don’t want to think. I don’t care to think. I know you just want to marry me to make a profit. I’m all alone in this world anyway.”

“Don’t say that Melody. Your father loves you. While he may not have been on his best behavior at first, I’m sure your family will come around.” If they didn’t, he would ensure that she was happy.

That thought came to him suddenly and he couldn’t dismiss it.

He locked his gaze on her. On how her eyes looked at him desiring what her lips uttered.

“I don’t want to take advantage of you.” He did want to, but he controlled himself as best he could. “I want you. Ever since I saw you, ever since I kissed you, ever since I held you close... I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. Don’t ask me to do this, I won’t be able to stop.”

That was why he had been so upset to find out that she was behind the robbery. Or at least that’s what Equilay made him think.

Because he was attracted to this flirtatious little woman, so distinct and easy to endear herself to.

“Take advantage of me. Do what you want. Be a dog. But tonight, love me,” she kissed him again, this time harder, more intense. “No regrets Timothy. For a moment forget I’m pregnant, look at me differently. I know I’m not so...”

“Hush,” he kissed her, trying to make her forget her insecurities.

To him she was beautiful in a peculiar way, one he didn’t understand.

He kissed her with absolute desire, caressing her lips with his, playing with her mouth, she was receptive and parted her lips so he could insert his tongue. It was paradise. She kissed him as if she were making love to him with her mouth.

something in him that he hadn’t felt for a

still kissing her

that she was pregnant and the last thing he wanted, was to

want you Melody, I do. But I don’t want to hurt your child, I wouldn’t forgive myself if

sex while pregnant

up at him from the bed

Do I have something on my

love with you,” she bit her lower lip and stood up from the bed, he watched her, lusting after every part of her

to you. It’s a fact,” he admitted, sure of the reality they shared. “Nothing is going to stop me from enjoying tonight what I’ve been dreaming of for

one of her hands and placed it on top of his

Desire her?

That was an understatement.

the

on. Never doubt my

you could find me attractive,” she looked lost and yet, so

You’re going to make me lose my mind. Se mi guardi così, non sarò in grado di controllarmi,” and it was true, if she kept looking at

like it when you speak Italian to me,” Melody looked at him and glued right to him, she pulled her dress over her head and threw it

his eyes seemed to be able

on the edge of the bed and took off her shoes and they fell at his

if he didn’t know she was indeed pregnant, he wouldn’t believe there was other than a simple little

her feet, on his knees, she deserved to have him in any way

didn’t care. He began to leave small kisses from the soles of her feet, all the way up her

He wanted her.

felt the gray gaze on him, that increased the delight that was

seeking them desperately, with hunger and desire. He bowed his head and felt his stomach grow nervous. He wasn’t a virgin,

and caressed her breasts above the fabric of her bra. They were small and round, they fit perfectly in his hands. All of her was

not tired,” she replied as she slid her tongue across his lower lip, causing him to let out a growl and pull her tighter

it more passionate and leaving her trembling and thirsty in his arms. His tongue sought

his neck, on his chest, unbuttoning the buttons of his shirt. When he felt her hands were too much for him, he pulled away from her lips a little and removed his shirt in

shirt,” he heard

I have more,” and he kissed her again. Devouring her mouth. He felt as if

being famished. And she didn’t

began to remove the thong from his pants and as he felt her fingers near his erection, he wanted to pass out and at the same time ride her, as if

he told her and in a much-improved version of Flash, he stripped, standing

causing her to squirm in his arms. Without removing her bra, he embraced one of her breasts with his

as if he felt that at any moment she would break, gently, lovingly,

inside her, he wanted to take

That thought depressed him.

want her to

mean he would no longer

his hands down her abdomen, until he reached her panties, these were black lace, a delight before his eyes. He caressed her where her ultimate pleasure was hidden, brushing the

caressing her entire exterior with his tongue. Just where his fingers had been a few seconds before. The smell of musk flooded the room, and this

the thin lace. Leaving in front of him, Melody’s waxed, rosy sex. He parted the inner folds with his fingers and licked gently, with slow movements, back and forth. Slowly and progressively, as he listened to Melody’s pleasure-filled moans. He inserted two fingers inside her, while with his mouth, he sucked and sucked with awareness and delight her clitoris. It was a delight to feel her and hear her let out little moans. He moved inside her, intensifying Melody’s pleasure, it was delicious to watch her from below,

“Tim...”

he thrust his fingers deeper and harder inside her. He felt her

She was beautiful.

come down from the cloud she had risen to.

beautiful. I’d give anything to always see you happy,” the confession was so deep that

me,” she pleaded clutching his face, “make love to me and don’t

like that. If you

melted as he watched her. Every detail wrapped him up more. “I haven’t thought about anything else for days now, but you. You knew how

get inside you and show you how you never think about anyone else again, for the

a moment, whether it was for the heat and pleasure of the moment, he felt she believed

her under his body, full of pleasure and

time to think about anything else. He always had been careful about sex, but on this occasion, he looked for every reason, to feel satisfied, for being selfish

ear, as he began to

were clenched. He could barely get the words out. He was trying to control himself. But Melody’s inner

was so tight, he thought he was dying of

possible to die of pleasure, he was

you so bad, it hurts,”

entwined her legs around his waist, even with her bra on, watching her breasts rise and fall with his movements. It was heavenly. He felt as if they had been making love all their lives. She closed her eyes and let herself be carried away by pleasure. Timothy was burning with pleasure and

If it hurts, the slightest bit, please tell

opened her eyes and beamed reassurance at him, not

paused for a moment, and pulled out of her body slowly, though his member throbbed, and the cold prickled every hair on

the bed and mounted her, with one easy movement, over him. “You lead the pace. Tonight, is all about you. I want you to enjoy, I want you to come and scream my name. But I want

going to hurt the