To Be Yours Again-Chapter 296 The real you

She moaned louder and clung to my hair as I kissed her passionately. She grabbed my head again and grind against me, putting me in the perfect spot.

“Yes, that feels so good!” she bit out between gasps.

Her whole body tensed, and she moaned loudly as she came for me. Excitement and pride filled my body, I loved making her cum.

“That was...” She couldn’t complete that as she tried to catch her breath.

A second later, she was grabbing the bottom of my shirt, pulling it over my head, and tugging on my neck to bring me up to her. Her lips connected with mine as she reaches for the button on my pants, undoing them and pushing them off toward the floor.

I let them fall, and my erection sprang to action, ready to feel her wetness all around it.

“Come here,” I ordered, sitting beside her and pulling her back onto my lap. She grabbed the tip of my cock, stroking it gently as she kissed the side of my neck.

Each stroke makes me want her more until I couldn’t take it anymore and lifted her up. She slid the tip of my cock between her pussy lips, moaning as I entered her. Her moans drove me wild as I thrust deeply into her.

“Mona...” I moaned into her ear.

“I want you to cum for me, Lorenzo.”

Her words drove my thrusts faster and deeper into her, increasing the sounds of her moans.

She was so fucking sexy, and I was forever be grateful that I get to be inside of her.

She grind against me, and I grabbed her ass as I near the edge. Her skin was so firm.

Her ass was so fucking squeezable.

I couldn’t help it.

I was in love with everything about her.

She moaned lewdly into my ear.

Fuck!

I couldn’t last this time. Not with her sweet pussy gripping my cock so hard.

The last bits were intense as I felt the electricity shunt from my brain to

my balls. Finally, I give in and came hard.

After that, we laid in each other’s arms, captivated by the moment between us, and fall asleep peacefully, I wondered why those words were being difficult for me to say.

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*MONALISA*

I woke up on my comfy sofa, wrapped in Lorenzo’s arms, and my heart melted.

I loved seeing him peacefully asleep, and even though I want coffee, I didn’t want to wake him.

I tried not to move too much and fast.

Finally, I escaped his clutches and headed into the kitchen to make my coffee.

As I was walking back to the living room, Lorenzo sat up.

“Good morning, Mona. Up already?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.

“Yes, I made us coffee," I said, handing him a cup. The steam rose out of the mug, getting lost in the tension between us as I sit beside him.

He suddenly grew quiet, looking moody.

“Is there something wrong?”

“I em...remember how we were at the beginning of this marriage.”

I frowned.

Why was he bringing that up now?

Not looking at me, he continued.

“I’d like us to be like that again.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know...let’s act like maybe strangers living in the same house. You said you...didn’t want this marriage to last anyway, you only got married to please your Dad. We shouldn’t have gotten intimate, we...”

“I thought you said you had feelings for me. I thought you loved me.” I let out in confusion.

“That’s pointless now. I...I hope you can respect what I want. I’m going to work.” With that, he stood up.

I couldn’t understand what was happening.

I hurried after him, yelling.

“What suddenly changed? You literally just took me on a boat ride, we had such a sizzling time just last night and now, you want us to act like strangers?”

He continued working.

“Enzo, I...I love you!” I admitted.

He stopped walking.

“I don’t know why you’re acting like this when you literally just wanted a baby with me. Is it because of how I reacted to that? Fine, we can have a baby. I’ll carry your child. Just...just don’t put a wall between us. I admit; I had written men off as douchebags, and I thought I could never love anymore. But for the past few months of being married to you, I...you taught me the true meaning of life. You made me happy, happier than I ever thought possible and you helped me help. I genuinely loge you and I want us to be together for real as a happy couple. Don’t you want that anymore?”

He slowly turned to face me. “If you find out that I’m not who I claimed to be, would you still love me?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Let’s say I...maybe someday, you find out I’m someone else.”

“You’re being so confusing, how can you be someone else? I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

“I just...I think I do not deserve you.”

I moved closer to him.

“How can you say that?”

“I’m not good enough for you, Mona. The real me isn’t good enough for you.”

I slowly cupped his cheeks.

Why would he feel he didn’t deserve me?

If anything, I felt like the one undeserving of him.

“I know the real you, Enzo and the real you is standing right in front of me. And I love you.”