I wake up to a knocking on the door. I look over my shoulder, to see what time it is, which is quite hard considering how hardly Amélie has her arms wrapped around my shoulders. I see that it's 11 am which means that Amélie and I slept for 9 hours together.

Wait. I didn't have a nightmare tonight and I slept for 9 hours. Shit. I've got to sleep with Mél more often, this is the most peaceful sleep I've had in years.

Speaking of Mél, I feel her stir beneath me and I leave 3 heartfelt kisses on her chin, since my face was resting in the crook of her neck all night. I look up and see a sight for sore eyes. Mél is laying underneath me, a sleepy look scattered across her face as she flutters her eyes open, revealing her beautiful, big blue eyes to me.

The same eyes that calmed me last night.

The same eyes that soothed my aching heart.

The same eyes which reassured me that nothing that happened was my fault.

The same eyes that held so much heartbreak and pain when hearing my story, as if she was bearing the weight with me, making me feel as though I'm not alone and we share the pain that we both go through.

The same eyes that stayed in my mind until I fell asleep, and the same eyes that came up in my dreams.

"Good morning Rome." She says sleepily as she plays with my hair.

"Good morning mia belleza." I respond, "Did you sleep well?" I ask.

I wonder if I have the same affect on her as she does on me.

"Mhm," she hums "in all honesty, this is the first time in 4 years I've slept without a nightmare. So thank you Angelo." She says gratefully, leaving 3 soft kisses on my forehead.

So we do have the same affect on each other. "Me too." I reply, catching the hand that was playing with my hair, interlocking it with mine and bringing it to my lips so I can give her 3 tender kisses.

We intensely stare into each other's eyes, before we are interrupted by another knock at the door, reminding me of why I was awoken in the first place. "Who is it!" Both Amélie and I shout in unison.

"Sorry to disturb you Don and Donna, but the plane is landing so the flight attendants said you need to get to your seats." One of my men said, rushing through what he was saying.

"Ok. Leave." I say in a cold, harsh tone.

I try to get up but Amélie not only has her arms wrapped tightly around me, by her legs are wrapped around my torso tightly too. "I don't wanna let go. Please, don't let me go Rome." She whispers in my ear.

Dio [God], how am I meant to resist a word she says. I'd rather die than do such a thing. I kiss the side of her head that is exposed to me 3 times, since she's shoved her face into the crook of my neck. "Okay baby, let's go get ready, hm?" I tell her.

I can feel her nod her head, so I begin walking to the bathroom with her still wrapped up in my arms. When I get to the bathroom, I set her down on the bathroom counter and try to untangle her arms from around my shoulders But my attempts are futile as she refuses to let go. "Baby we need to brush our teeth and wash our faces so we can go to our seats."

With a grumble, she lets go of me and jumps down from the counter grabbing one of the new toothbrushes. "I just wanted to cuddle Romeo." She grumbles as she looks down, disheartened.

"Don't do that baby. I just wanted to get us ready." I say softly, as I wrap my arms around her from behind, kissing her cheek 3 times.

She leans back into me and rests her head onto my shoulder, making eye contact with me the whole time we brush our teeth. When we finish doing that, she grabs the face wash and puts a couple of pumps on her fingers and shifts in my arms to face me. She puts the face wash on my face so soothingly that it gives me a serene feeling. She nudges her head towards the sink as if to tell me to wash it off, so, I hesitantly unwrap my arms from around her, instantly feeling the cold replace her comforting warmth. I quickly wash the face wash off as she does the same process for herself. When we finish doing that, she looks inside the drawer next to the sink and it only has some sort of.. serum? I think that's what the girls call it - and a moisturiser. I know that because my sisters dragged me to go shopping for their skincare, which is something I won't be doing again. She brings the serum and puts some on both of our faces and rubs it in for the both of us doing the same thing with the moisturiser. When that's done she walks out of the bathroom without another word. I quickly follow after her like a lost puppy.

"Mia belleza, why are you going without me?" I call after her.

When I walk into the main part of the jet I see her talking to Amara and Liyana and I see Matteo and Christos sitting on the other side of the aisle of seats, beckoning me over to them. I look back at the girls and then the boys and just as I'm about to sit down with the girls next to Amelie, Christos grabs me and drags me to sit opposite them. "What the fuck was that for, asshole?" I shout.

He just shrugs and they continue going back to their conversation about our trip. I join in on the conversation too, but my attention is split between our conversation and checking on Amelie. She seemed kind of mad and I want to know if she's okay but it doesn't seem like she wants to talk to me right now, so I'll give her the space she needs, and let her approach me.

All of a sudden, our conversation is interrupted by the plane shaking as it lands. I look to see if everyone is okay and when i see that they are, I unbuckle my seatbelt allowing everyone to follow behind me. As I walk down the stairs, I feel the heat kiss my skin and give the nostalgic feeling of travelling. Travelling is actually one of my favourite things to do, but I never get enough time to do it anymore. I can see 3 SUV's waiting on the tarmac for us and I can hear the excitement of the girls from behind me but I don't hear too much from Amélie.

I make my way to the first SUV as Matteo and Liyana pair up and make their way to the second SUV, and Christos and Amara have mischievous glints in their eyes when they look between Amélie and I so they pair up too and go to the last SUV. That means that leaves just Amélie and I. Just as I'm about to get into the car, I realise that Amélie isn't following me. "Aren't you going to come?" I ask her nonchalantly. If she wants to act like this, then fine. Two can play at that game.

She shakes her head, as if she was getting rid of something that was clouding her mind and continues walking to the SUV. We both get in and the car is so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

"Are you disgusted in me?" She breaks the silence with a whisper that I can barely hear.

I brake the car so hard that we both fly forward but I put my arm out in front of her so she doesn't get hurt, "What?!" I shout, confused.

"Are you disgusted in me?" She asks again, louder this time.

"Disgusted? Why on earth would I be disgusted?" I ask, genuinely confused.

When she says nothing and continues looking down I pull her chin up with my index and middle finger and say "talk to me mia belleza, why would I be disgusted in you?"

"Because of what I told you last night" she says, as if that explains why I'd be disgusted in her. Her trauma has made her incredibly strong and admirable in my eyes considering she decided to keep pushing through life even after all of the shit she went through.

I look at her, still baffled which makes her continue explaining "I told you about how my father called me many things and I'd understand if you agree with the things he'd call me, but can you tell me now, because I thought our connection was growing but if I'm seeing things one-sided, tell me now so I don't waste my time chasing after someone that doesn't feel the same way." She says, as her eyes brim with tears.

I sit there, shocked, hurt even, that she'd think that I see her the way her father used to speak about her. The things she told me her father would say to her were extremely horrible and I would never dream of saying that to a woman like mia belleza. After I escape my trance, I realise that I fucked up even more because now it seems like I hesitated to answer her, when I look over at her, my assumption is proven right because I see precious tears cascade down Mél's soft cheeks. I quickly reach over the centre console and connect our lips together, pouring all the emotions in my heart out into the kiss.

When we pull away from each other, I connect our foreheads and look between each of her eyes as I say this to her with so much passion and conviction that I hope she understands that I truly mean it, "Baby. Listen to me carefully. Never, and I mean never in my life would I ever view the most beautiful, well-respected and courageous woman in the world as the shit that your father would say to you. I felt our connection too mia belleza, and chasing us will never be a waste of time because everything you feel is reciprocated." I softly say, to which she smashes our lips together and moans at the contact, instantly hardening my dick.

"I just felt rejected earlier when you didn't want to cuddle because I really needed comfort and reassurance that you wanted to be around me considering the heavy topics that we spoke about yesterday. I just- for situations like that, I need you to understand that I can become clingy because I seek comfort and reassurance, if you're not comfortable with that, please tell me so I can refrain from doing that." She lets out how she's been feeling, allowing my heart to calm slightly since we've communicated now.

"Baby, I love cuddling you, but I need you to understand that earlier, I just wanted to get us ready. It wasn't anything personal, but I understand why you'd feel that way, for next time, we'll spend extra time laying in bed together. How does that sound amore mio [my love]?" I say softly as I stroke her cheekbones with my thumbs, whilst leaving 3 kisses on her temple.

"We can cuddle for longer?" She asks excitedly, I nod and she squeals "Perfect, so just to check, you don't find me repulsive?" She asks genuinely.

"I would never even dream of it mon amour [my love]." I say as I leave 3 gentle kisses on both of her cheeks and the top of her nose.

Just as I'm about to pull away, she asks "promise?" While pushes her pinkie finger out waiting for me to interlock mine. When I do, we both leave a kiss on our thumbs before connecting them and giving each other 3 kisses on our lips. "I promise you, mia belleza" I whisper against her lips causing her to shiver.

We both pull back with smiles on our faces and I continue driving with my hand situated on Mél's thigh, rubbing it up and down, slightly squeezing it sometimes. At some point, my hand, unbeknownst to me, creeps its way up Amélie's thigh and closer to her pussy. I hear her breathing pick up and she lets out a small, soft moan when my fingertips brush over the crotch part of my sweatpants that she put on just before she left the room.

I look over at her to see her already looking at me, "Do it. I dare you. Finger-fuck me and make me cum whilst you're driving." She says through a moan as I press down on her pussy and she grabs my growing cock.

I remove my hand from her and clench my hand into a fist on the steering wheel. Through clenched teeth and heavy restraints I say "Take it all off right now mia belleza."

She removes her hand from my dick and slowly, teasingly pulls the top over her head and pushes down the sweatpants allowing me to see such a beautiful sight. Mia belleza, clad, in my boxers. No bra, no panties. Just my boxers. God, I don't know why, but that does unexplainable thing to me. my dick rising even more being one of them.

She gently grabs one of my hands that's clenched in the steering wheel and guides it to her large, perky, brown-nippled tits that look delicious right now. She allows me to pick, tug and roll her nipples between my fingers as they pebble with desire begging to be sucked, flicked and licked with my tongue. I'm sure I'll find a way to do that soon enough. Her light moans drive me crazy as they're emitted into the car. When I finish giving both nipples equal attention, since Mél turned to face towards me so I can play with her other nipple, I make my way up the valley of her round breasts, past her collarbone, past her chin and into her soft, hot, wet mouth. "Suck on my finger as if it were my cock inside that hot, wet mouth of yours." I say in a raspy, desire-filled voice.

She happily complies as she moans whilst taking my middle and ring finger into her mouth and sucking on them passionately, making sure to rub her saliva on it, wetting it. "Good girl." I praise her, to which she moans.

Praise kink. Interesting.

I take my fingers out of her mouth and she releases them with a wet pop. I trail my finger down her body, leaving a trail of her saliva on her body as I travel downwards. When I get to the waistband of the boxers I look over at her to check if she's still comfortable with doing this. When she moans out a "yes" I order for her to help me pull them down and reward her with a "that's my girl." To which she bites her lip, holding back from a moan.

I slowly put my middle and index finger on her clit, rubbing it in circles, at a steady pace. She lets out moan and throws her head back at the contact, loving the sounds her dripping pussy was making for me "Those sounds will drive me insane baby. Both the moaning and your pussy, slick with desire." I continue rubbing her clit and all of a sudden, I surprise her by inserting my long middle finger into her, making her wetter than she already was. So I add my ring finger too.

"Yes Rome! Harder! Faster baby!" She shouts out a moan.

I listen to her and pump my finger in and out of her harder and faster, satisfied when I feel her inner vagina walls clenching around my fingers. "You like that baby?" I ask, cockily.

"Mmmm. Don't stop, please!" She moans as she thrashes around in pleasure.

She has one of her hands playing with one of her nipples and the other finds it's way on top of mine, securing it into place, as if I'd want to pull my hand out of her soft, wet pussy. I fasten my pace even more and I can feel her stomach tense up, her legs begin to shake and her vagina walls squeeze my finger impossibly tighter. "Don't cum unless I tell you to cum. Understand baby?" She nods.

I slow down my pace and begin to pull my finger out, when she whines as the loss of contact I tease her with a smirk on my face, "I didn't hear you. What was that?"

"Yes, Yes, mmmm God yes." She begs as she guides my fingers back into her tight, hot cunt.

I push my fingers in and out at a rapid pace whilst I rub her clit with my finger, but when she moans out "ROME!" My dick almost springs out of my sweatpants. So, I stop my car on the side of an empty road and pull my fingers out of her pussy and shove them into my mouth, closing my eyes and groaning at the divine taste of her juices. At the sight of me tasting her, Amélie moans "Angelo!" Which makes my cock uncomfortably harder. I think I'm getting blue balls.

When Amélie notices this, she pull my sweatpants down with my help and throws my top off. She collects some of her juices as a lubricant on her hand, and brings her hand to stroke my dick. "Mél, keep doing that baby." I groan out.

I push my fingers back into her hot, wet, pink pussy and we both let out a moan at the feeling. I'm going to make her cum at least 3 times before I cum. I can feel her tighten around my finger again and this time I don't hold her back "Cum for me, my love." With a torturous moan, her body convulses and her hand grips my cock even harder, turning me on more.

When her aftershocks are nearly finished I praise her "Good job mia belleza." She looks at me with droopy, lust-filled eyes, her head leaning against the headrest "lean back against the door and put your legs up on my shoulders." I demand with a slap on her thigh.

She does as I say, and the sight of her pussy has me cavernous. I divulge in my desires and attack her pretty, pink pussy. At the sudden contact, both Amélie and I moan, and my eyes flutter closed in delight. This feels heavenly. I flick her clit with my tongue a couple of times before I suck it, receiving a beautiful moan from Amélie. "You like that, mia belleza?" I look up at her as I continue making out with her pussy. "Yes!-." She tries to talk but I push tongue into her hot, wet hole and pump it in and out, pleased with the squeeze of desire I receive from her vagina walls. "Sorry? What was that, I didn't quite hear you?" I tease.

"Yes Rome!" She moans aloud. I continue tongue-fucking her wet cunt and pull her impossibly closer to me by locking my arms around her luscious thighs, to which she pushes her hand into my hair and grabs a hold of it as her hips gyrate trying to find her release.

When I tell her "Cum for me mia belleza." And push my tongue further into her deliciously wet pussy, I look up at her to watch her as she unravels. I'll be dammed if I don't get on my knees everyday and eat her out just to see that look on her face.

"ROME! ROMEO MMMMM! DON'T STOP MON AMOUR [my love]! YES!" She shouts out her moans, which are like music to my ears.

I lap up all of her remaining juices and pull back, flicking her clit a couple of times with my thumb and index finger. "You taste delicious baby." I say as I move closer to her, in hopes of kissing her.

When her tired form sees me inching towards her, she softly grabs my face in her hands and pulls my face towards hers, connecting our lips. She moans at the taste of her juices on my tongue and kisses me harder, our tongues tangling in a frenzy. When we pull away, we give each other 3 pecks and rests our foreheads on one another. "You did so good baby." I tell her.

She bites her lip and I lean back in my seat staring at her beautiful features.

Those enchanting, ocean-blue eyes.

That cute button nose that I want to leave a kiss on every second of the day.

Those soft, pink lips that I want to kiss all day, every day.

That smile that instantly melts my heart and brings me joy.

That soft, luscious blonde hair that soothes me when I run my hands through it.

Her olive skin that I could kiss and explore forever.

I like her.

I don't like many people, but I like her.

But the feeling in my heart seems stronger than like.

I'm snapped out of my thinking when I feel Amélie kiss the tip of my exposed dick, which makes me let out a groan. "Baby you don't have to do that." I tell her. Even though it's what I want, I don't ever want her to think that she 'owes me a favour' back just because I gave her a couple of orgasms.

She looks up at my innocently, whilst holding onto my dick just the way I like it "But I want to try it Rome. Please?" She asks, almost begging.

I grab her chin and bring her lips to mine, kissing her 3 times. "You never have to beg me for things baby. Is this your first time trying something like this?" I ask her.

She nods at my question "yeah. The first time something like this happened-." She cuts herself off "Wait do you want me to do this?" She asks as an embarrassed flush creeps up her neck.

"I do mia belleza, but I don't want you to feel pressured into doing anything you don't want to do." I tell her softly as the back of my index finger strokes up and down her cheek.