The bedroom in the New York apartment had been made cozy by their presence. The queen sized bed had white cotton sheets and fluffy pillows but was nothing special otherwise. It was starting to get too warm for a heater, so the room was maintained at a cool sixty-five degrees.
* * *
Once in the bedroom, Nico shut the door and Eve reached forward to pull him close to her. She caressed his chest and then let her hand linger at his package, cupping his thickening cock as they kissed.
* * *
“Mm, you are so beautiful,” Nico whispered.
* * *
He reached Eve’s dress, unzipping the back and letting it slide to the ground. With her curves exposed to the cool air, Eve wanted nothing more than to feel Nico’s rock hard, warm body pressed atop hers.
* * *
Nico unhooked her bra and slipped her underwear off so that Eve was standing fully nude before him. Her deep skin tone reflected the dim light of the room and she shone like a gorgeous dark-skinned angel. Nico bent his lips to Eve’s neck and sucked on her flesh.
* * *
She moaned and leapt up, wrapping her legs around him. Nico cupped her buttocks tightly and moved Eve over to the bed. He lay Eve on her back gently, letting her head press into the soft pillow.
* * *
“Relax baby… Let me taste you…”
* * *
He spread Eve’s thighs apart as far as they could go, exposing her thick and juicy pussy lips for his pleasure. Nico climbed between Eve’s legs and eyed her slick slit. She had already grown wet with the anticipation of what was to come.
* * *
Nico started by slowly kissing around her mons. His lips grazed her thighs and his tongue traced around her soft belly, intentionally avoiding her pussy to build anticipation. Once Eve began to wriggle in pleasure, Nico pried open her pussy lips and drove his tongue between her legs, circling her clit.
* * *
Eve groaned and arched her back. Nico pressed her thighs into the bed and began to lap at her pussy more furiously. He suckled on her clit and rolled his tongue up and down the length of her pussy. Eve gasped for breath as she approached climax.
* * *
“Ohhhh don’t stop… don’t stop!” Eve groaned.
* * *
Nico flattened his tongue and started to lick her pussy with broad, slow strokes. Eve clutched the cotton bedsheets and cried out as she came. Nico continued to squeeze her thighs as she trembled beneath him. Eve’s pussy convulsed and she quivered as Nico lapped his tongue up and down the length of her wetness.
* * *
Eve cried out as she climaxed again and Nico moved his face away from her wetness. Eve continued to tremble from the immense pleasure she’d just experienced and Nico moved up to her and kissed her long, slow and deep. Eve tasted herself on Nico’s lips and his hand moved between her thighs as he kissed her.
* * *
Nico’s finger slipped into Eve’s pussy and he began to slide it in and out. Eve’s pussy was still sensitive from her last climax. She moaned and moaned as Nico began to thrust his finger into her hard and fast. He massaged her g-spot with his fingers until Eve’s cries were loud and shrill.
* * *
Eve’s pussy clenched tightly around his finger as she came. Her eyes rolled back, almost to the back of her head as she moaned and moaned. Nico removed his finger and then slipped it into his mouth. Eve smirked.
* * *
It felt good watching Nico taste her juices and watching him enjoy her taste exactly as she was.
* * *
“Please… Make love to me Nico. Bring that big hard dick over here,” Eve implored.
* * *
Nico didn’t need to be told twice. He stripped down to nothing and brought his massive hardness to Eve’s entrance. Eve gripped her fiancé’s back and slowly guided his cock into her entrance. Eve moaned as Nico’s cock slipped past her entrance.
* * *
Her nails dug into his back as he continued to slide his full length past her tightness.
* * *
“Yes… Push it in… Give it to me,” Eve whimpered.
* * *
Nico continued to press his cock into her slowly. Eve gasped as she felt his hard tool stretching her out. There was pain but it also felt oh-so-good. They were touching bare skin on skin for the first time and the sensation was incredible. Nico thrust the full length of his cock deep inside Eve and she moaned loudly.
* * *
She felt full, completely full. She grabbed onto Nico’s ass cheeks as he started to pound into her furiously. Love making had been frequent enough since they’d come to New York but this wasn’t just making love, this was celebration.
* * *
“Yes! Yes!” Eve whimpered.
* * *
Nico took Eve’s hands away from his body and pinned them over her head. The feeling of being restrained sent jolts of pleasure through Eve’s body and she found herself approaching another strong climax yet again.
* * *
“YES! DON’T STOP!” She squealed as she came.
* * *
Nico kept her arms pinned down and began to thrust into her harder and faster. He could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter with each thrust. Her tightness clenched powerfully around his cock as he slammed into her nice and deep.
* * *
“You like that baby?”
* * *
“Yes Nico! Fuck me! Give me your big hard cock!”
* * *
“Yes… Si… Take it baby…” Nico grunted.
* * *
Eve exploded again, releasing all over Nico’s hardness. He found himself unable to hold back. Eve moaned and convulsed around his dick and she felt Nico’s skin prickling beneath her tough. He was getting close to a climax of his own.
* * *
“Come on baby… Come on… Cum inside me… Yes baby…” Eve whimpered.
* * *
Nico couldn’t hold back much longer, especially not with Eve’s dirty talk. He let out a masculine, animalistic grunt and released deep inside of Eve’s hot wet pussy. They both shuddered as his cock twitched a few more times, coating her insides with his baby juice. He released Eve’s arms and she immediately pulled him close to her as he collapsed from the pleasure.
* * *
“I love you,” Eve whispered.
* * *
Nico kissed her forehead and replied, “I love you too.”
* * *
He pulled out of Eve and the two of them finished off their night with a nice, long, steamy shower. Once they were finished and dressed in their bed clothes, Eve and Nico snuggled together for the night. Both of their minds were swimming.
* * *
“When do you think we’ll be leaving for Italy?” Eve asked.
* * *
Nico kissed her shoulder and replied, “Maybe in a week?”
* * *
“That sounds nice… Very nice, actually.”
* * *
“Good. I can’t wait for you to see my beautiful home country.”
* * *
“Really?”
* * *
“Of course. I think you’ll love Italy. And of course, you will be well cared for.”
* * *
“Hm…” Eve said.
* * *
And then she became lost in thought. In a short time, her life had changed. She was pregnant, she was going to be married, and she’d met a man who cared for her more than any man ever had. He was already taking her across the world to his old country. Eve had a sense that with Nico, she would never be bored, for better or for worse.
* * *
And she also had a sense that she would never be lacking for love. Nico would take care of her just as he had in Boston. She imagined the rolling hills of Italy and the beautiful, old European cities. She imagined what it would be like to be in a country with plenty of wine, espresso and high fashion. It would be a world unlike any
Eve had ever known.
* * *
But she was excited about the possibility of an entire life with Nico. She loved him and she knew that he loved her back.
Epilogue
The familiar smells of the old country had once again become a part of Nico’s everyday life. Here, he didn’t live in fear of what might happen next. Here, he finally felt like he had a chance at experiencing a “whole” life. Leaving America had been sudden, but Nico had vowed to do everything in his power to protect Eve. Now, she was his. No one could take her away from him. Not Giuseppe. Not Luca. They were safe over here and their child would be safe too. There had been a point in time when he was uncertain about what would happen between them.
* * *
Now they were married. Nico still thought fondly of the woman he’d loved before — the woman he’d been killed. But he could never compare them. They were too different loves and Eve was here now. She was the woman who had finally encouraged him to give up on this life of running and running and running. Nico thought what he’d wanted was revenge. But what he truly wanted was to settle down. He wanted to put an end to fleeing for his life and fearing for his loved ones. At first, he’d thought revenge was the way to do it. Eve had changed that.
* * *
And she seemed to be adjusting well to Italy. Nico could tell that she missed her family. He could tell that she was having a hard time adjusting to hearing Italian on the streets everywhere they went. But she could appreciate some of the simple pleasures that Italy had to offer too. While she was still far too pregnant to be enjoying wine, the smell of it filled every restaurant. The streets had that old smell, like history had happened here.
* * *
Plus, Eve had determined to learn some Italian and she was getting better at it. Her doctor — an old family connection — spoke a little English, but he made an effort to practice Italian with Eve. He spoke slowly and gently. Nico practiced with her too, but she was more shy practicing with him. She wanted to get everything perfect the first time and she would find herself in fits of laughter trying to pronounce certain words that were unfamiliar to her American tongue.
* * *
Their new apartment in Italy had just been outfitted for the baby. Nico found himself adjusting to life without the constant motion that being involved with his father had been. Nico had never had a regular job and he didn’t feel inclined to start. The money they had he’d invested and now they were living cooly off the interest. No worries. No greed. No constantly chasing after more than what life had given them.
* * *
They already knew that Eve would be having a baby boy. Nico had been overcome with relief realizing that this boy wouldn’t have to grow up living the same life that he had. This boy would be free. He wouldn’t have to know that he had been born into the Riccardi family — a long, wealthy line of mafia members. Nico knew his son could lead a normal life. He could be both American and Italian and never worry about the things Nico had to worry about growing up.
* * *
Nico knew he would be a loving father in the way Giuseppe had never been. He’d take care of his family, not use them as loyal subjects. Today, Nico was scouting the city for a few gifts for Eve. Their anniversary had snuck up on him quickly. It would be their first and last anniversary before marriage. It wasn’t exactly as Nico had planned it, but they’d have to get married after the baby. Eve was showing too much and she refused to get into a wedding dress with her baby bump.
* * *
Nico wandered into a local chocolate shop. He thought about the first time he’d stepped into Eve’s store back in Boston. She’d sold the shop to her sister. There was no one who had fallen in love with Italy faster than Eve. Once she’d truly settled into life, once she’d stopped feeling afraid, she’d sold her shop and invested the money from it. Nico thought about the first time he’d caught Eve’s deep brown eyes. He thought about how scared she was. He thought about how lost he was.
* * *
He’d been looking for Domenico and he’d been desperate. He wouldn’t have thought of Eve as anything more than a local shop owner if she hadn’t been so magnetic. She had moved with divine femininity. She’d carried herself with class and bravery. She’d been strong in all the places he might have been weak. She had seen someone in need and she’d put her life on the line to protect them.
* * *
Nico asked for six hazelnut truffles and four squares of fudge and had each one wrapped nicely. The kind, fat shopkeeper placed the wrapped candies in a bag and Nico paid his 40€ without complaint and then meandered to the florists. No one did flowers quite like Barbara. Nico remembered how much his mother had loved this flower shop. She’d been quite fond of the life-giving beauty of flowers and plants. Nico often wondered how his mother had ended up with a man like Giuseppe. His mother’s side of the family had probably married her off in some ill-conceived alliance.
* * *
Giuseppe had been young, handsome and rising in power. Anyone in one of the families would have done anything not to inspire his wrath. Nico and Luca had been both a blessing and a curse. Nico hadn’t thought about his mother in a long time. As he thought about her, a tear escaped his eye. Nico wiped it away quickly. She’d been gone a while but the pain was always still fresh, just beneath the surface if he dared to look for it.
* * *
No one missed her the way that he did — certainly not Luca. Nico ordered his flowers. He bought a dozen red roses, one for each month that he’d known Eve Morgan.
* * *
Soon she will be Eve Riccardi. The thought cheered Nico up.
* * *
He took his gifts all the way to the door of his apartment. Nico opened the apartment up and inhaled the fresh scent of pasta cooking on the stove. Eve had been determined to try cooking more of Nico’s food for him. Nico didn’t have the heart to tell Eve that her spaghetti always had a very American twist to it.
* * *
Nico walked into the kitchen armed with his flowers and treats.
* * *
“Good afternoon beautiful,” He said.
* * *
Eve stood up, revealing her large baby bump. Nico set the flowers and the truffles down and gave her a gentle hug.
* * *
“Has he been kicking?”
* * *
Eve nodded and smiled.
* * *
“Lots.”
* * *
“It’s good that he’s getting his father’s energy.”
* * *
“But on the bright side, I haven’t been sick all day.”
* * *
“Good,” Nico kissed Eve’s forehead.
* * *
She’d been having an especially hard time with back and belly pain in the third trimester of her pregnancy.
* * *
“I didn’t forget our anniversary today,” Nico said with a smile.
* * *
Eve grinned.
* * *
“So that’s what this is all about.”
* * *
“Yes. A dozen red roses from my mother’s favorite place and then… delicious truffles.”
* * *
Eve took the box of truffles from Nico’s hand and opened them. The warm scent of hazelnut flooded her nostrils. Her favorites.
* * *
“Thank you.”
* * *
“You can eat one now…”
* * *
“No I don’t want to spoil dinner.”
* * *
Nico grinned again. Everything about Eve was so sweet and gentle. In that way, she reminded him of his mother. Nico knew there were still so many secrets to his past that he hadn’t shared with Eve. He knew how curious she must feel to know more. Eve eyed him patiently, hoping for another sliver of information about her husband’s mysterious past.
* * *
“It’s been a long year, hasn’t it?” Nico asked.
* * *
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