Love In Between
Chapter 65

The next day: 10 January

I try to get out of bed so I can take a shower and then go to work, but his hand stops me and makes me fall back on the bed. -What are you doing?” I exclaim with laughter as he squeezes me against his body. – Gael, I have to get ready for work. – I complain.

My complaint doesn’t seem to work because he pulls me tighter against him. – You’re the boss, you can come whenever you want. – He says to me like a little boy and covers us with the sheet – Stay with me for a little while longer. – He asks me and I hug him, giving up.

-Just because you don’t have any commitments today, doesn’t mean that I don’t…” He explains.

-At eight o’clock in the morning,” he asks, looking at the clock on the bedside table.

-Okay, not that early… but I have a meeting at eleven,” I clarify.

His lips wander around my neck and I can tell he’s smiling, “We’ve got time then. – My love… I want you to know that what I said to you last night wasn’t just an impulse because of the incredible thing we experienced last night,” he speaks in a whisper that kills me.

I have to look him in the eye. -About the children,” I ask a little hesitantly, and he nods.

He nods, “Yes, it’s true that I want you to be the mother of my children. – He repeats.

I don’t know how to explain it, but those words sound so incredible coming out of his mouth. -Mmmm… But, how beautiful that sounds. – I say, lost in his eyes, and he smiles.

-But, after we get married, right? – He clarifies, making me laugh.

-Love, I don’t plan on getting pregnant now, I want you to know that. – I inform him firmly.

I wouldn’t want him to start mistrusting me about this.

He k****s my forehead, strokes my hair and settles me against his chest, “Serena, honey… I’m not saying this because it would be a problem if something like this happened. You and I really love each other and that’s been more than proven. I’m saying it because I want to enjoy more time. I want our nights and sunrises to remain as they are now. You and I have only recently started this relationship in a formal way and I feel that we still have a lot of things to do. – He explains in the most special way anyone has ever said anything to me.

“It’s killing me with curiosity to know what plans he has in his head.

I turn on my stomach, bring my arms over his torso and rest my chin on them – I’m interested in what you’re saying,” I say, smiling.

-I ask with great interest and he smiles making me lose my mind.

-Well… -He says and smiles sideways-we still have many trips to do together, we still have to live unique experiences… -What do you mean?

-What kind? I interrupt.

-I’d like to camp with you somewhere lonely, maybe we can go surfing one day,” he proposes. -We have nights of unbridled passion left, lots of dancing, I’d like to go to lots of places with you, and make love to you in each one of them.

-I love all your plans,” I admit with my heart pounding out of my chest, “I want to experience all that with you too. – I tell him in a breathy whisper and start to get more comfortable on top of him.

He smiles and bites his lips afterwards-Love…” He says when I’m on top of him with my knees resting on either side of his body.

-What?” I ask mischievously.

-That this way you won’t leave until three in the afternoon,” he lets me know with a nervous chuckle.

He smiled triumphantly and brushed my body with his, provoking him – Well, you said it yourself… I’m the boss, right? You paint me such a beautiful future with you, that I don’t feel like thinking about anything else than you and me alone in this room watching each other,” I claim to him.

-I love you,” he declares, taking his hands behind my back.

-I love you.” That’s all I can answer as I move closer to his mouth.

The feel of his lips is exquisite. They’re thick, soft, and that half-grown beard tickles. I k**s him gently, but his tongue possesses my mouth, driving me wild. His hands travel up and down my body provocatively, stealing a few m***s as he brushes against my intimacy. -See, this is why I want you all to myself for a while longer,” he says against my lips, and then rolls me across the bed until I’m under him, “You’re deliciously sexy… you kill me,” he pronounces. You kill me,” he pronounces between k****s.

-Never stop being like this with me,” I ask, and he immediately denies.

-Never.” He answers firmly and it’s a promise to keep, especially when his lips k**s me the way they do.

In our bed the hours stop. It’s just our k****s, our caresses, and all the words that hide behind this perfect act of love that we both created.