Fern's Perspective
I admit that jealousy and insecurity made me lash out.
Giovanni's pained eyes widened as he looked at me and screamed in panic, "What are you talking about, Little Tree? Don't be ridiculous! I don't want anyone else! I only want you!"
Avoiding his hurt expression, I glanced at the ground and bit my inner lip. I knew full well that none of this was Giovanni's fault. "I-I'm sorry," I said helplessly.
But before I could say another word, Giovanni stepped forward and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his body. "Little Tree, please don't say that again. You know, what you just said almost broke my heart."
His deep tone made me catch my breath. My heart was beating wildly as I stared up into his eyes.
"Please, never leave me, okay?" Giovanni begged gently.
"Okay," I gasped.
His touch clouded my judgment as the realization that he was closer to me than I could handle slowly surfaced in my mind. Then, slowly, he leaned down and captured my lips with his own. The kiss was soft and gentle.
If I could deepen the kiss, I would, like a greedy child wanting more of a good thing. I wanted more of him, always – but at the end of the day, he wasn't something I could have.
As his lips left mine, I saw a dark, hungry swirl of emotions hovering in the depths of his eyes, making me want more.
"I want you," I whispered. My voice was so low I could barely hear myself. My face was burning. I couldn't believe I said that! But I did miss him...
It was been a while since he'd touched me in the way only he could, and I couldn't deny that in my dreams, I longed for him. A flash of surprise crossed his face. Then his eyes narrowed slightly, and I felt something dangerous, as if I were his prey.
Our hands moved frantically, his lips brushing mine. I couldn't control the moan that escaped my lips as I was quickly exposed to him. The soft, gentle strokes of his hands on my naked body created a desire in me that I didn't understand.
Giovanni let his lips travel down to wrap around the upturned bud on my chest, and as his tongue swirled around it, pleasure shot straight to my core.
"Fern..." he whispered in my ear. "I want you."
"Please..." I moaned.
As I did, the black lace was ripped from my body, and his mouth captured the erect buds on my breasts, swirling them gently between his teeth. A cry of pleasure escaped me, my hips lifting to meet his, craving more of him.
I could never get enough of the sensations he was giving me. I couldn't stop thinking about all the wonderful things he was doing to me.
When he released my breasts from his mouth, he ventured south, and his mouth on my core was a welcome sensation. His tongue moved in a swirling motion, then deeper and deeper into me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge of sanity.
I could feel the buildup in my stomach, my hips twisting wildly as he rolled me over, holding me close to his mouth and forcing me to ride the waves as his tongue moved faster and faster. I cried out in pleasure, stars dancing in my eyes.
"Please," I pleaded repeatedly, but he didn't stop. He devoured me until I was leaning over him again, my fingers roughly gripping his hair before slowly loosening in the ecstatic orgasm he was creating for me.
Biting my lower lip, my eyes watched as he removed the rest of his clothes and quickly rejoined me on the bed. He lay between my legs, pushing them wider and aligning the head of his thick erection with my core.
When he whispered, "Say my name," his mouth was just inches above mine.
I was shocked by his command and didn't know what to make of his request, but I wasn't about to let him ask me again.
"Giovanni..." I replied softly before he slowly pushed into me. A gasp escaped my lips as I felt his fullness stretch me open.
"What do you want, Fern?" he asked, nibbling gently on my bottom lip.
"You... you... Please, I can't take it..." I begged, clinging to him. "Please, Giovanni..."
He didn't give me the satisfaction I wanted.
"What are you thinking about?" He paused, then asked cruelly, "Are you still thinking about leaving me?"
I couldn't think; I just surrendered. "No...”
Slowly, inch by inch, he slid himself deeper into me. His thrusts weren't quick and hungry like they had been in the past. Instead, they were slow and passionate, as if he didn't want the moment to end either.
Gradually, my hips met each of his thrusts, and a low growl of pleasure escaped his lips as I moved slightly to deepen his touch.
The pleasure built up at a breakneck pace as I felt myself ready to explode around him.
"Giovanni—" I moaned, closing my eyes and arching my back. "I can't hold out much longer."
A satisfied growl left him. "Then don't... let go."
At his request, I didn't hold back. The orgasm that ravaged me caused him to unleash his own, spilling his seed inside me as his knot held us in place.
Once again, I felt the intense buildup inside me as he slammed into the sensitive parts of my body again and again. "Oh— I can't—"
"Come for me, Fern... scream for me."
His command sent me over the edge, and I sobbed in pleasure as he moaned, spilling his seed inside me and holding me close. The thrill of his member pumping inside me took my breath away.
We lay there panting, smiles on both our lips as he leaned in to kiss me again.
"I just thanked her, you know?" He said, staring at me blankly.
His whispered confession made me melt into him
"Who?" I asked suspiciously.
Giovanni smiled. "The Moon Goddess, my dear. I thank her for this partnership."
His fingers reached for the hair that fell over my profile, gently tucking it behind his ear. "You are more than I deserve, more than I could ever imagine asking for. I don't remember doing anything special to bond with someone so wonderful, but I do know that I will never let you go."