Chapter 2: Building Tension
I want to be marked by you, claimed by you," I whispered, my voice barely audible. His hands moved to my waist, pulling me closer as he deepened the connection. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair as I pulled him closer. "I love my valentino" I whispered. "I love you too, Kyndal. More than anything," he murmured, his voice filled with emotion. We broke apart, our breaths ragged, and I could see the sincerity in his eyes. "I mean it, Kyndal. I love you." I smiled, my heart swelling with happiness. "I love you too, Valentino. So much." He grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Good. Now, how about we finish making breakfast and then we can go get our tattoos together?" I laughed, nodding in agreement. "That sounds perfect." We worked together in the kitchen, our movements synchronized as we finished cooking breakfast.
The air was filled with the scent of bacon and pancakes, and the sound of sizzling food and clinking dishes. Valentino's hands brushed against mine as we passed each other, and I felt a spark of electricity at the touch. He caught my gaze, and we shared a smile, the connection between us palpable. He slapped my ass playfully, making me yelp in surprise. "Alright, let's get this show on the road. I'm starving," he said, grabbing the plates and carrying them to the table.
I followed him, setting the syrup and butter on the table. "You know, I've never been to a tattoo parlor before," I admitted, taking a seat across from him. "I'm a little nervous."
Valentino sat down, his eyes meeting mine. "Don't be. It's just a little needle poking you. It's not like they're going to cut you open or anything," he teased, trying to lighten the mood.
I laughed, rolling my eyes.
"Thanks for the reassurance, Dr. House," I quipped, taking a bite of my pancake. "But seriously, I'm a little worried. What if it hurts? What if I don't like it? What if I change my mind halfway through and it's too late?"
Valentino reached across the table, his hand covering mine. "Hey, it's okay. You can always change your mind. If you don't like it, we can cover it up or get it removed. It's just a tattoo, Kyndal. It's not a lifetime commitment."
I sighed, relaxing a little at his words. "You're right. I just... I want it to be perfect.
I want it to represent us, you know? Our connection, our love."
Valentino's eyes softened, and he squeezed my hand. "It will be perfect, Kyndal. Because it's us. And our love is perfect."
I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through me at his words. It is perfect. And I can't wait to get it."
Valentino grinned, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Alright, let's finish breakfast and then we'll head out. I know a great tattoo parlor not too far from here. The artist is a friend of mine, and he's amazing."
I nodded, suddenly eager to get started.
"Okay, let's finish up and get going. I can't wait to see the tattoo come to life." "You're like a kid on Christmas morning, aren't you?" "Maybe a little. But I've never done anything like this before. It's exciting."
We quickly finished our breakfast, clearing the dishes and loading the dishwasher. I changed into a crop top and black jean shorts , wanting to look cute but also comfortable for the tattoo session. Valentino, meanwhile, put on a black t-shirt and his leather jacket, his usual attire that made him look like a bad boy.
As we walked out of the house, hand in hand, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. The sun was shining brightly, and the birds were chirping, making the day feel even more perfect. Valentino led me to his motorcycle, a sleek black machine that seemed to purr under his touch.
"Ready for this?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
I nodded, a grin spreading across my face.
"Ready as I'll ever be," I said, climbing onto the back of the motorcycle. Valentino handed me a helmet, and I slipped it on, securing the chinstrap. He mounted the bike, and I wrapped my arms around his waist, feeling the rumble of the engine beneath me. "I get to be your backpack" I said happily
"You're my favorite backpack" he replied with a chuckle. He revved the engine, and we took off, the wind whipping through my hair as we sped down the road. I held on tighter, feeling the power of the motorcycle between my legs. Valentino handled the bike with ease, weaving in and out of traffic with a confidence that made me feel safe. I rested my head on his back, enjoying the feel of his muscles moving beneath my cheek. The tattoo parlor was nestled in a quiet part of town, tucked away between an old bookstore and a vintage clothing shop. Valentino parked the bike in front, and we both climbed off, stretching our legs.
The tattoo parlor was a cozy little shop, with black and red walls, and a neon sign that read "Ink & Soul" in bold, glowing letters. A bell chimed as we pushed open the door, and the smell of ink and leather hit us immediately. The walls were adorned with various tattoo designs, and the sound of a tattoo gun buzzing filled the air.
A tall, muscular man with a shaved head and a multitude of tattoos covering his arms looked up from his work as we entered. He had a friendly smile on his face and a warm, welcoming demeanor. "Hey, man! How's it going?" he asked, nodding at Valentino.
"Hey, Jake.
It's good to see you, man," Valentino replied, clapping the tattoo artist on the back. "This is Kyndal. She's getting her first tattoo today." Jake's eyes flicked to me, and he gave me a warm smile. "Welcome, Kyndal. It's a big step, but I promise, you're in good hands." I smiled back, feeling a little more at ease. "Thanks, Jake. I'm excited." Valentino turned to me, his hand on my lower back. "Jake's the best in the business. You'll be in great hands with him." Jake chuckled, "Flattery will get you everywhere, Valentino.
Now, what are we thinking for this first tattoo, Kyndal?" I took a deep breath, my eyes flicking to Valentino, who gave me an encouraging nod. "I want a heart with a V inside it. Jake's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together. "I love it! That's a great design. Simple, yet meaningful. And the V inside the heart, that's a nice touch." He grabbed a sketchbook and a pencil, starting to draw the design I described.
"And where would you like this tattoo, Kyndal?" Jake asked, his pencil moving swiftly across the paper. I glanced at Valentino, who gave me a small smile. "I was thinking... I was thinking on my wrist," I said, holding out my arm to show him. Jake nodded, "That's a great spot. It's visible, but not too obvious. Plus, it's easy to cover up if you need to." I nodded, feeling relieved that he approved of my choice. Valentino reached out, taking my hand in his. "I like it too. It's perfect for you." Jake finished sketching the design and turned the book around to show us.
The heart was perfectly proportioned, with a stylized V in the center. It was simple yet elegant, just like me. "What do you think?" he asked, his eyes flicking between us.
I looked at the sketch, my heart swelling with excitement. "I love it, Jake. It's perfect."
I nodded, my eyes shining with happiness. "Yeah, it's exactly what I wanted."
Jake smiled, "Great! Now, let's get you set up. We'll need to clean the area and draw the outline first."
He led us to a station in the back of the shop, where a large, comfortable chair was waiting.
I sat down, my heart pounding with anticipation. Jake pulled out a small bottle of hand sanitizer, squirting some onto a paper towel and cleaning the area on my wrist where the tattoo would go. Valentino stood by my side, his hand resting on my shoulder, offering his silent support.
"Alright, Kyndal," Jake said, his voice calm and reassuring. "I'm going to draw the outline now. It might feel a little cold, but it won't hurt. Just relax and take deep breaths, okay?"
I nodded, taking a deep breath as Jake picked up a pencil and began to trace the design onto my skin.
The sensation was cool and slightly prickly, but not unpleasant. Valentino's hand squeezed my shoulder, and I looked up at him, giving him a small smile. He winked at me, his eyes filled with encouragement.
"Just a few more minutes," Jake said, his pencil moving swiftly across my skin. "Then we can start the tattooing process."
I watched as he finished the outline, my heart pounding with excitement. The design looked perfect on my wrist, and I could already imagine the finished tattoo. Jake cleaned the area again, this time using a damp cloth to remove any residue from the pencil.
"Alright, Kyndal," he said, his voice calm and reassuring. "Ready?" Jake asked, his voice steady and reassuring. I took a deep breath, nodding my head. "Ready."
Jake picked up a small machine, the tattoo gun, and turned it on. The needle hummed softly, and I felt a slight buzzing sensation as it touched my skin. Valentino's hand tightened on my shoulder, and I leaned into his touch, finding comfort in his presence.
Jake began to fill in the heart, his hand steady and sure. The needle moved swiftly, creating intricate lines and curves that brought the design to life. I watched as the heart took shape, the V inside it becoming more defined with each pass of the needle.
The sensation was strange, a mix of tickling and slight discomfort, but it was bearable. Valentino's hand remained on my shoulder, his thumb gently rubbing circles on my skin, helping to distract me from the sensation.
"Is it okay?" Jake asked, his eyes flicking between me and the tattoo. "Does it hurt too much?"
I shook my head, a small smile playing on my lips. "No, it's fine. It's just... strange."
Jake chuckled, "That's normal. Your body is just getting used to the sensation. You'll be surprised at how quickly it goes."
Valentino leaned in, his voice low in my ear.
"You're doing great, Kyndal. Just a little longer."
I nodded, taking another deep breath. The scent of ink and the hum of the tattoo gun filled the air, creating a soothing rhythm that helped me relax. Jake worked steadily, his hands moving with precision as he filled in the details of the heart. The V inside it was becoming more and more defined, and I could already see the finished product in my mind's eye.
As Jake continued to work, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. This was my first tattoo, a symbol of my love for Valentino and our connection. It was a small step, but it felt like a big one.
I was marking my body, claiming a piece of myself for Valentino. It was a declaration, a promise. I was his, and he was mine.
Valentino's hand on my shoulder squeezed gently, pulling me back to the present. I looked up at him, his eyes filled with warmth and pride. "You're doing amazing, Kyndal," he murmured, his voice low and soft. "Just a little longer, and it'll be done."
I nodded, taking a deep breath and turning my attention back to Jake. He was adding the final touches to the heart, the needle moving swiftly and surely. The sensation was still strange, but it was also oddly comforting.
It was like Valentino's touch, firm and steady, grounding me. I focused on that, on the feel of his hand on my shoulder, the warmth of his body so close to mine. It helped to distract me from the slight discomfort of the tattoo gun.
"Almost done," Jake said, his voice calm and reassuring. "Just a few more passes, and we'll be finished."
I nodded, taking a deep breath and steeling myself for the final few minutes. Valentino's thumb continued to rub circles on my shoulder, his touch soothing and distracting. I leaned into it, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me.
Valentino's touch, his presence, it all felt so right. I could feel my heart swelling with love, with happiness. This was more than just a tattoo, more than just a symbol. It was a testament to our love, to the connection we shared.
Jake finished the last pass, the needle humming softly as it lifted away from my skin. I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding, my body relaxing as the sensation ceased. Valentino's hand squeezed my shoulder one more time before he pulled away, giving me space to look at my new tattoo.
Jake grabbed a mirror, holding it up so I could see my wrist.
I gasped, my eyes widening as I took in the sight of the freshly inked tattoo. The heart was perfect, the lines crisp and clean, the V inside it clear and distinct. It was beautiful, more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. I looked up at Valentino, my eyes shining with unshed tears. "It's... it's perfect," I whispered, my voice filled with emotion. He smiled, his eyes soft and warm. "It's you, Kyndal. Perfect, just like you." Jake chuckled, "I'm glad you like it.
Now, let's clean it up and apply some ointment to help it heal."
He grabbed a spray bottle and a clean cloth, gently misting my wrist with a cool, soothing solution. He then took a small tube of ointment and applied a thin layer to the tattoo, his touch gentle and careful.
"Alright, Kyndal," he said, handing me a sheet of aftercare instructions. "Here's what you need to do to take care of your new tattoo. Keep it clean, moisturize it, and avoid the sun for a few weeks. If you have any questions or concerns, don't hesitate to call or come back in."
I nodded, taking the sheet and folding it carefully.
"Thank you, Jake. I really appreciate it."
Valentino clapped Jake on the back, a wide grin on his face. "Thanks, man. You've outdone yourself again."
Jake chuckled, "Anytime, Valentino. It's always a pleasure working with you two."
We left the tattoo parlor, stepping out into the warm afternoon sun. I looked down at my wrist, admiring the tattoo once more. It was still red and slightly swollen, but it was perfect. It was us.
Valentino wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close. "You did amazing, Kyndal.
I'm so proud of you," Valentino said, his voice filled with genuine admiration. I looked up at him, my heart swelling with love and gratitude. "Thank you, Valentino. I couldn't have done it without you." He grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm just glad I could be here to support you. Now, how about we go get some lunch? I'm starving." "Sounds perfect. I could eat." We walked hand in hand down the street, the sun warming our skin and the scent of fresh flowers filling the air.
The coffee shop was just a few blocks away, nestled between a bookstore and a flower shop, a cozy oasis for weary souls. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries wafted through the air, enticing us to step inside.
As we entered, the sound of soft jazz music greeted us, the perfect accompaniment to the hum of quiet conversations. The interior was warm and inviting, with plush armchairs and sofas arranged around low tables, and strings of fairy lights twinkling from the ceiling."I love you baby" I said hugging him looking up at him with a smile. Valentino smiled back, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
More than anything." He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead before pulling back. "Now, let's find a table and get some coffee. I need a pick-me-up after all that excitement." I nodded, my heart still fluttering from his words and the intimacy of the moment. We found a cozy corner table by the window, the sunlight streaming in and casting a warm glow over our faces. I slid into the booth, my eyes scanning the menu as Valentino took the seat across from me. "So, what do you feel like?" he asked, his eyes meeting mine. "I'm not too picky.
Surprise me," I replied, closing the menu and setting it down on the table. Valentino's lips curved into a mischievous grin. "Alright, I can do that. But first, let's get some coffee. What's your poison?" I thought for a moment, trying to decide. "I'll have a caramel macchiato, please." Valentino raised an eyebrow. "Caramel, huh? I would've pegged you for more of a classic girl. You know, black coffee, no sugar." "Well, you'd be wrong.
I have a sweet tooth, and I'm not afraid to indulge it. Besides, a girl's gotta have some vices, right?" I said with a playful wink. Valentino chuckled, "I like that. A sweet tooth and a vixen. I can work with that." He flagged down a waitress, a young woman with a nose ring and a warm smile. "Two caramel macchiatos, please. And we'll also have two of your specials, whatever they are today." The waitress jotted down our order, her pen scratching against the notepad. "You got it.
I'll be right back with your coffees and the specials," she said, her voice cheerful as she turned and walked away.
Valentino leaned back in his seat, his eyes never leaving mine. "So, Kyndal, tell me something I don't know about you."
I thought for a moment, trying to come up with something interesting. "Well, I've never told anyone this before, but... I'm a famous competitive figure skater ."
Valentino's eyes widened in surprise, his mouth opening slightly before he quickly closed it. "Wow, that's... that's amazing," he stammered, clearly taken aback. "I had no idea you were such a talented athlete. I mean, I knew you were amazing, but... figure skating? That's incredible." I laughed, feeling a little self-conscious under his intense gaze. "Thanks. It's just something I've always loved. I started when I was a kid, and it kind of became my passion. I even competed in some national competitions when I was younger." Valentino nodded, his eyes filled with admiration. "That's incredible.
I had no idea you were so talented," Valentino said, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "I mean, you're already amazing, but figure skating? That's like, next level. I can't even imagine how much work and dedication that must have taken."
I shrugged, a small smile playing on my lips. "It was a lot of work, but it was worth it. I loved every minute of it. And the feeling of gliding across the ice, the music, the crowd... it was like nothing else in the world."
Valentino's eyes softened, and he reached across the table, his hand covering mine. "That's beautiful. Jamie came in the shop and said "Aww are y'all dating?" I looked at her and said "Yes, we are. Why?" She said "Because y'all are so cute together. I can tell you really like each other." I blushed and said "Thank you, Jamie. That means a lot." Valentino smiled and said "Thanks, Jamie. We do like each other a lot." Jamie smiled and said "I'm happy for y'all. It's nice to see people who are genuinely happy together." I smiled back and said "Thanks, Jamie. That means a lot to us." Valentino and I finished our coffee and decided to go for a walk in the park. We walked hand in hand, enjoying the warm weather and the beautiful scenery. We got back to the house and he picked me up holding my ass in his hands and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down on the bed and started to kiss me passionately. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh. I reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers. He helped me out of my clothes and we were both naked. He started to kiss my neck and my breasts, making me moan with pleasure. He then moved down my body, kissing my stomach and my thighs. He spread my legs and started to lick my pussy, making me squirm with pleasure. I came hard and fast, my body convulsing with pleasure. He then climbed back up my body and entered me, filling me completely.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer, feeling him deep inside me. He began to move, slowly at first, his hips grinding against mine. I could feel every inch of him, every movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. He leaned down, his lips finding mine, and we kissed deeply, passionately, as he continued to move inside me.
I could feel the tension building, my body tightening as he thrust deeper and harder. His breath came in ragged gasps, his hands gripping my hips as he moved faster, his body slapping against mine. The room filled with the sound of our lovemaking, the scent of sex and desire hanging heavy in the air. "MMMMM BABYY YES" I said crying out as he thrust into me. "FUCK KYNDAL YOU FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD" he said his voice ragged with lust. He grabbed my legs, pushing them back and opening me up even more. He began to pound into me, his hips slapping against mine, his cock filling me completely. I could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, as he moved in and out of me. "FUCK ME VALENTINO FUCK ME HARDER" I cried out, my body writhing with pleasure. He growled, his fingers digging into my thighs as he gave me what I wanted. He grabbed me by my neck choking me out as he punished me with his cock. I could feel my body on fire, my pussy clenching around his cock as he slammed into me. He was so deep, so hard, it was almost too much. But I loved it. I loved the way he made me feel, the way he made my body sing. "FUCK YES" I cried out as he pounded into me. "FUCK ME VALENTINO FUCK ME HARDER" I begged, my voice hoarse with desire. He didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed my hips, lifting me up and slamming me down onto his cock. I tried to escape before I came hard , but he held me in place, his grip like iron. "Fuck, Kyndal, you're so fucking tight. I can feel you squeezing my cock," he growled, his voice laced with lust. I could only moan in response, my body completely at his mercy. He began to fuck me harder, his hips slapping against mine, the sound of our flesh meeting filling the room. I could feel every inch of him, every thrust pushing me closer to the edge. "Fuck, Valentino, you're going to make me come again," I panted, my body already starting to tense. "Good," he grunted, his fingers digging into my hips. "Baby I want to have your kidsss!!" I cried out, my body convulsing as another orgasm tore through me. Valentino groaned, his cock pulsing inside me as he came too, filling me with his hot seed. We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat and our chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath. Valentino rolled onto his side, his hand tracing patterns on my stomach as he looked at me with a satisfied smile. "Fuck, Kyndal, that was... intense," he said, his voice still ragged from our lovemaking. I turned my head to look at him, my own smile matching his. "You know what, Valentino? I think I want to have your kids one day ," I said, my voice soft and dreamy as I traced my fingers along his chest, feeling the muscles beneath his skin.
Valentino's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Really? You want to have my kids?" he asked, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and excitement.
I nodded, my eyes never leaving his. "Yes, I do. I want to have a family with you, Valentino. I want to fill our house with laughter and love and chaos."
Valentino's smile widened, and he pulled me closer, his arms wrapping around me as he kissed the top of my head. "I want that too, Kyndal.
I want to see you swollen with my child, your belly round and full. I want to feel our baby kick inside you, to watch you grow and change. I want to be there for every moment, every step of the way," Valentino said, his voice filled with a raw, primal desire that sent shivers down my spine.
I looked up at him, my heart pounding in my chest as I felt a wave of lust wash over me. "I want that too," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I want you to fill me up, to make me yours completely."
Valentino's eyes darkened, and he rolled on top of me, his body pressing me into the mattress.
"You want me to fill you up, baby? You want me to make you mine completely?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous.
I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yes, Valentino. I want you to fuck me like you own me. I want you to claim me, to make me yours."
He groaned, his lips finding mine in a searing kiss. His tongue pushed into my mouth, dominating me, tasting me. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh, and I moaned, my hips arching up to meet him.
Valentino broke the kiss, his lips moving to my neck, my collarbone, my breasts.
He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. I arched my back, a moan escaping my lips as waves of pleasure coursed through my body. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention, his hands roaming over my body, squeezing and caressing my flesh.
I could feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing against my stomach. I reached down, wrapping my hand around his shaft, feeling the heat and the hardness of him. He groaned, his hips bucking into my touch. I stroked him slowly, my thumb rubbing over the tip, spreading the pre-cum that beaded there.
Valentino groaned, his hips moving in time with my hand. "Fuck, Kyndal, that feels so good," he panted, his voice ragged with desire. I could feel the power I had over him, and it turned me on even more. I wanted to taste him, to feel him in my mouth. I pushed him back onto the bed, straddling his thighs as I leaned down, my tongue flicking out to lick the head of his cock. Valentino groaned, his hands fisting in my hair as I took him into my mouth, my lips stretching around his thickness.
I could feel him, hot and hard, pulsing against my tongue as I swirled it around the head of his cock. I took him deeper, my throat relaxing as I took him inch by inch, until my nose was pressed against his stomach.
"Fuck, Kyndal, that's so good," he panted, his hips moving in time with my mouth, fucking my face slowly. I could feel his eyes on me, watching as I sucked him, and it turned me on even more. I moaned around his cock, the vibrations making him groan louder.
"Shit, baby, you're going to make me come if you keep that up," he warned, his voice ragged with desire.
I pulled back, my lips popping off his cock with a wet sound. I looked up at him, my eyes filled with lust. "I want you to come, Valentino. I want to taste you, to swallow every drop." He groaned, his hands tightening in my hair as he guided me back down onto his cock. "Fuck, Kyndal, you're so dirty. I love it," he growled, his hips bucking as he fucked my mouth harder. I could feel his cock swelling, his body tensing as he got closer to the edge. I moaned around him, my fingers digging into his thighs as I took him deeper, my throat relaxing to accommodate his size.
Valentino's grip on my hair tightened, his hips moving in time with my mouth, fucking my face with a ferocity that left me breathless.
"Fuck, Kyndal, I'm going to come," he panted, his voice ragged with desire. "Do you want me to come in your mouth, baby? Do you want to swallow my cum?"
I moaned in response, my eyes locked onto his as I nodded, my mouth full of his cock. He groaned, his hips bucking as he fucked my mouth harder, his cock hitting the back of my throat with each thrust.
I could feel his body tensing, his grip on my hair tightening as he got closer to the edge. Valentino's eyes darkened, his hips moving faster, his cock pulsing in my mouth. I could feel the heat of him, the tension in his body as he got closer and closer to the edge. He came in my mouth with a groan, his cock pulsing as he filled me with his hot, salty cum. I swallowed every drop, my throat working as I took him in, my eyes locked onto his as I milked him with my mouth.
Valentino's body relaxed, his grip on my hair loosening as he came down from his high. He pulled me up, his lips finding mine in a searing kiss, his tongue pushing into my mouth, tasting himself on me. I took a pregnancy test and it came out positive. I was pregnant with Valentino's baby. I was so happy. I couldn't wait to tell him. I was so excited. I wanted to have his baby. I wanted to have his kids. I wanted to fill our house with laughter and love and chaos. I wanted to be his wife. I wanted to be his family. I wanted to be his everything. "Baby I'm pregnant" I said smiling and crying at the same time. He looked at me with a shocked look on his face. "What do you mean you're pregnant?" he asked his voice filled with concern. "I took a pregnancy test and it came out positive. I'm pregnant with your baby" I said looking at him with tears in my eyes. He looked at me with a mixture of shock and joy. "Oh my god Kyndal, that's amazing" he said his voice filled with happiness. "I'm going to be a dad" he said his voice filled with excitement. I smiled and nodded. "Yes you are. And I'm going to be your wife" I said looking at him with love in my eyes.
"I love you so much Valentino. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to have your kids and grow old together. I want to be your everything." Valentino looked at me with tears in his eyes. "I love you too Kyndal. I want to spend the rest of my life with you too. I want to have your kids and grow old together. I want to be your everything." He pulled me close and kissed me deeply. I could feel his love and his desire for me. I could feel his cock getting hard against my stomach. I broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. Jamie came in and I told her the news . She was so happy for us. She said "I'm so happy for y'all. You two are perfect for each other." Valentino and I were so happy. We decided to get married and have a big family. We started planning our wedding and our future together. We were so excited. We couldn't wait to start our life together. We decided to have a big family and have lots of kids. We wanted to fill our house with laughter and love and chaos. We wanted to be happy and have a good life together. We started planning our wedding and our future together. We were so excited. We couldn't wait to start our life together. We decided to have a big family and have lots of kids.