by Eden Rose
*Chapter 31*
I woke up to coffee and the sound of waves hitting the beach. A stretch and a yawn make me more awake.
"So, do you remember what we talked about last night?" Vincent sits next to me on the bed and rubs my cheek.
"Vaguely," I reply half dozed off and half drunk still.
"What do you remember?" He asks.
I feel as if he is baiting me. "I don't remember drinking so much for this head ache. What did we talk about?"
He looks towards the door and looks back at me. "Well, I said that I would marry you tomorrow and you said that it sounds amazing."
My head snaps up and I bring my hand to my mouth while holding my coffee cup. "Um, okay." This is crazy.
"Really? You would? Like today?"
I thought he is joking, I mean, come on, and I said: "Yes, sure."
Vincent jumps off the bed and runs out of our room. He comes back in holding a wedding band and a white dress for me. When did he get all of that? "That is wonderful! I called the judge."
"Wait, you are serious?" I put the cup down and throw back the blankets and realize that I'm naked. Shit! Now I remember my strip tease. "This is insane." I don't know which one is more crazy: the fact that he called a judge or has a white dress ready for me. Yeah, both are equally crazy.
"I know. But I want you to be mine, and I want to be yours," he puts the dress down on the bed and walks over to me. "No more exes. Just you and I. You can move into my place and you can change anything in there."
Vincent actually sounds as if he has put some serious thought into this. While this fairy tale ending sounds like a dream, I can't help but be baffled by all of this. "Wait, are you the same guy as yesterday? The hard core mobster with a gun?"
The look on his face breaks my heart. I hurt his feelings and that is not my intention. "My career doesn't affect my personal life. I can't promise that I will stop, but I will think of you first no matter what. But, we can get married at the date that you agreed to. I don't want you to feel like I'm pushing you. Let me get you some breakfast." He left the room and I sat there in shock.
Anne knocked on my door and came in while I climbed back in bed.
"Hey, Vans. How are you feeling?"
"Very confused. Vincent wants to marry me today. I guess I agreed yesterday when I was drunk and when I woke up, he asked if I remembered."
She came and sat on the bed while bringing some clothes. "Put these on." I oblige and she comes onto the bed and holds my hand. "What do you think? Do you want to?"
"What if I don't agree, will he leave me?" Oh... that is a very scary thought. I can't imagine him not in my life. My life was so hollow before and now I feel like a fulfilled person. Probably for the first time in my whole life.
Ronnie walks in and sits on the bed. "So, Vincent just told me he asked if you would marry him today. Did you tell him no?"
No! This whole thing has been blown out! I need to fix this, like five minutes ago. I kick off my blankets and run into the kitchen. Vincent turns and drops the spatula. "What?" He asks as I jump onto his waist. His hands grip my ass cheeks in order to anchor me to him.
"You love me so much that you would get married to me today?" I ask as I secure my legs around his waist.
"Yes, but I also love you so much that I want you to have a perfect wedding." If I didn't love him before this moment, I'm now drop dead in love with this man.
"Thank you. Two months?" I ask and kiss him.
"I guess," he acts upset. "I would do anything that you want." That teasing tone that I love is back and he kisses my cheek loudly.
"Thank you. I just want us to have a beautiful wedding." He sets me down and I walk to the table to sit.
"On one condition."
Crap. I knew it wouldn't be that easy.
"You stop going to the bar without me," he turned and looked at me and smirked while I laughed.
I rolled my eyes and gave him my best exasperated sounding sigh. "Vincent, you are hilarious."
*Chapter 32*
"This place is beautiful," Anne exclaims as we put towels out on the beach to tan.
"I know, right? I would marry the man today if I could live here instead of Brooklyn!"
"That could be arranged!" Vincent yells from the deck.
"Hey! Mind your own business!" I yell back at him and laid down on my towel. "So," I redirect to Anne, "how is everything going with you two?"
She smiles big and looks back at the deck and then at me. "So good! We have such a good relationship. Speaking of which, I need to talk to you about something."
I looked over at her and gave her a nervous smile. "What's up?"
"Ronnie has asked me to move in permanently with him. What do you think?" Normally she wouldn't ask me this, but I think she genuinely wants to make sure I'm okay before she moves out permanently.
I adjust my body so it is right under the sun. "You will do what you need to do. Don't worry about me. You and Ronnie are family now. I'm just a side dish." I don't want her to move. She has been in my life for so long and I can't imagine her not living with me.
"Well when you say it like that, I feel bad," she puts her hand on her forehead to block out the sun. "I don't want you to feel like I'm kicking you out of my life."
"Don't worry about me. I will be all right. You and Ronnie need to be a family. Please, you should move in together. I can afford our place by myself." I felt like we were going through a break up. This is ridiculous. She is there for me in my divorce, I need to be more supportive. "Whatever you want to do, I will be there for you."
Ronnie approaches us from the house and hands us two beers. "What are you ladies talking about?"
Anne looks at me with a smile. "How we are going to live together and that I'm moving out."
"Vans, you are okay with this?" Ronnie asks me.
"Hey, you can't call me that! Only Anne calls me that!"
Vincent came up behind us now and lifted my shoulders so that I would be leaning on his stomach. Mmm. He has a great body. "I call you whatever I want, right?"
"Yes, just not that." I yelp when he grabs my nipple a little too roughly. Not painful. "Well, looks like your basement got more crowded."
"So, Anne you are moving in?" Vincent pushes my forehead down so I'm completely resting on him. "That's cool," he then tickles my side.
"Yep, I'm going to have to find a new room mate." Vincent pulled on my pony tail. "What?"
"Seriously? You are going to ask me 'what?"'
"Am I missing something?" I lean further in his chest and bury myself in between his legs. I love the fact that I felt his boner in my back raising.
"Vans! Are you kidding me? You don't know why he's mad?" Anne asked.
"Um, okay. I apparently am a moron. I don't know why you are mad."
"Baby doll. Really? You are going to look for another room mate when we are getting married in two months? Are you going to live with your room mate while we are married? Call me old fashioned, but I want my wife in my bed every night."
I'm a moron. Really? I missed that? " I'm sorry, baby. Are you asking me to move in with you?" I turn my head around so I can see his face and he winks at me. After I winked back, he puckered his lips at me. I offered mine to him and we met in the middle.
"Savannah. You really aren't the best at being romanced are you?" He nudges my shoulder and Ronnie laughs like Vincent is the funniest person ever.
"So is that a yes, you are asking me? Just say it!" I turn away and look at the sun and close my eyes. The sun felt amazing as it baked in my skin.
"Okay. I will make it really simple for you," his accent is so hot, "when we get back to the city, we are packing up your shit and moving it to my place. Now do you understand?"
"Smart ass." I roll my eyes and then shrug my shoulders. "Only if I can redecorate. That is way too much blue for me."
Anne, Ronnie and Vincent both break out in hysterics. "Yeah, Moretti, that's a lot of blue!"
"Okay, I will
give you a few bucks in cash and you can do whatever you want."
After turning, I sit up on my knees so I'm facing him. I put my chest right up on his and give him a devious smile. "Okay." Most of that blue is going to have to go. Maybe some pinks... That would be so funny to watch manly men in a pink living room.
*
"Baby doll?" Vincent asks as I get out of the shower to hose off the sand. "I want to take you to dinner tonight. I'm going to go shower," he walks past me and I went into the room to fully dry off. I made sure to be freshly shaved for tonight. I'm feeling pretty frisky.
On the bed, there is a new dress and a jewelry box on top of it. I heard the water turn on, so I quickly rubbed lotion all over me and sprayed some perfume on. I could not help the fact that my curious side wants to rip open the box.
Vincent is humming in the shower, and I could tell that he is almost done. I pulled a pillow case off of a pillow and crept into the bathroom. As soon as I heard the water shut off, I stepped behind him as he came out of the shower and placed it over his eyes so he couldn't see.
"Sav-" he starts when I secure my blindfold.
"Shh. Don't talk," I push him onto the bathroom counter so he is leaning on it. With a quick drop to my knees, I kissed him on his lower stomach and I dragged my tongue from his belly button all the way down to the tip of his dick and blew on it.
"Sav-"
"Stop." He let out a little moan as I grab his shaft and bring my mouth all the way down his tip and to his base. Bobbing my head and stopping every once in a while to graze the tip with my tongue, he had his hands all in my hair. I loved the fact that he is blindfolded so he couldn't see what I'm going to do next. Vincent's dick started to twitch as I took his whole dick in my mouth and gagged on it.
"Ohfuckshitdamn, Sav-"
"Do I need to tape your mouth shut?" I ask while swallowing the tip and bringing it out of my mouth to lick him. His balls started to shrink up and his stomach started to vibrate. "Don't come yet. I'm not done." His panting got really loud and he ripped the blindfold off. In one quick swoop, he lifted me off the floor and took my mouth with his. "Hey, this is not-"
"Now, its my game baby," he backed me into the bedroom and lifted me up by my butt cheeks. "Jump on me." I oblige and jump onto his hips and line up our parts. His dick pumped against my sex and I deepened the kiss.
My legs hit the bed and I bounced off of it as he dropped me on it and he licked me from my toes up to my sex. His hands gripped my thighs and he just missed my sex and pulled himself up and inserted himself in me.
"Wow!" I scream as his dick stabbed into me and hit my spot. He laid on top of me and I circles my legs under his waist. "Talk to me," I moan as I buck my hips.
"Oooh, baby. You are so soft," he moans as he guides himself in and out. Vincent's eyes started to close and he panted harder as he slammed into me and then pulled out slowly. "You are so wet for me. Does sucking my dick get you horny? You love it when I'm in your mouth." He slammed in and then stroked along my wall. I felt my knee being grabbed and then suddenly I'm on all fours.
"Damn! Stop teasing me!" I scream as he goes in fast but slides all the way out very slowly. He pulls all the way out and leans in and reaches around to squeeze my nipple and slides himself back in. "You are making me crazy!" I'm clinging to an orgasm that is about to rip through me as he caressed my sides. "Ooohhh. My!" I start matching his thrusts by pushing back onto his hips. "I...I...I..." I yelled as my orgasm rippled through me. "Mm, Vincent!" I purr as he goes in slowly.
"You are so tight. I love the way you feel," his eyes opened and he slammed into me. Suddenly my ass is higher in the air. It doesn't take long for Vincent to fill me back up.
"Holy fuck!" I screamed once I felt something cold and wet slide through the cheeks of my ass like a gel. I felt something slick and thin slip into my the forbidden area. "What?"
He chuckled and whatever he is using is now working in tandem to his dick. "Shush, let me make you feel good."
It shouldn't feel so good. I should feel violated but I do not want him to stop. Within a thrust of both sharp hardness, I came so hard and powerful that I collapsed on the bed.
"Are you okay? You passed out a little..." his voice is full of concern and I'm wrapped in a ball on his chest.
Passed out? Passed out from too hard of an orgasm. Holy hell. "HmmHmmm."
Vincent chuckled again and rolled me under him and held me for a little while. "You are so perfect. I want to keep you forever. Now, let's get dressed and go to dinner," he says as he gets off of me and I laugh. "Wear that dress on the bed," he orders as he puts on some briefs.
I slip into a strapless bra with a matching thong. The dress is a light blue and long. I loved that it is strapless so it showed off my newly acquired tan. With a dash of deodorant and another squirt of perfume, I'm ready.
After putting on my flip flops, he comes up behind me and kisses my shoulder. "Aren't you going to open the box?" He asks as he wraps his arms around my waist.
"I'm not sure that it is for me," I reply as I reach down to grab it. His hold loosens as I leaned down. Once the black box is in my hands, my hands started to shake. "Baby, you just got me a canary diamond engagement ring, what else could you possibly get me?"
"Will you shut up and just open it!"
I giggled and wiggled my butt into his groin. The box had a ribbon around it, so I untied that first and opened it. "What?" I scream as I look down at a pair of canary diamond earrings.
Vincent spins me so that I'm facing him and he holds his hand out. "On the second day I seen you, you were wearing diamond earrings. Every time I day dream about you, I see you wearing them. I now want to see you wearing my earrings." He takes them out and hands the earrings to me. "You are going to look so beautiful with these on."
"Thank you so much!" I gush as I put them in. "These diamonds are so big." I have a feeling that he bought these earrings for me to wear instead f the ones I received from Stilarno.
"They are a carat a piece. Nothing but the best for you, baby. Come on, we are going to be late."
Gulp. A carat! Since the earrings I had gotten as a gift from those people, were hidden from me, I needed a new pair. "I haven't finished putting on my makeup!" I halt right by the bathroom.
"You look beautiful just the way you are."
Well, hell. Compliments, an orgasm and now jewelry. I can get used to this.
*
We walked through the house and down the deck stairs to the beach. I didn't want to say anything because I could tell he is excited and my curiosity would ruin the surprise. On the bank of the water is a speed boat.
"Come on, I don't want to be late!" He says as he lifts me over the edge into the boat.
"I thought we were going to dinner," I say as he starts the motor.
"We are," he points out a few hundred feet to a yacht, "that's where we are eating."
The yacht is big and white with multiple levels. It glows in the moonlight and makes me fall in love all over again.
"I love you," I purr as I lean against his core.
When we arrived at this beautiful yacht, there is a man in a suit who helps us out of the boat and up into the most beautiful scene ever.
"I have been expecting you. Dinner is on your table," the man leads us onto the boat and I'm looking around at everything. The details were so incredible. There were lights all around the railings and flower petals on the ground.
"I have been waiting all day for you to see this," Vincent says as he holds onto my hand and leads me to the table. Lit by candlelight, I'm in awe.
"All of this for me?" I ask as I sit down. "This is amazing."
"You look absolutely breath taking. So, tell me something about yourself."
I laugh and look off to my right to think. "What do you want to know?" We are engaged and now it feels as if we are having our first date. I'm even feeling the First Date Jitters.
"Anything," he pulls off the plate covers and gives them to the man in
the suit. "Did you remember to bring that bottle of wine that I asked for?" He asks the man in the suit and goes off and brings back the bottle. After he pours us our glasses, he left.
"Well, I have never had a dog, I have always wanted one. When I was a child, I wanted to be an ice cream truck driver. My parents thought I was ridiculous. Although, I have been out of the country, I have never been to the one country I have always wanted to go to. Italy."
"We are going to have to get you a dog. An ice cream truck driver? You would have been a great one!"
