It was late into the night and Sophia was wrapped in Nicolas' arms. They were both awake and looking towards the glass doors that led to the balcony. The moon was full tonight. The scenery was exquisite. Nicolas ran his fingertips down her arm and back up again.
"It's beautiful, isn't it Cara?" He questioned, whispering into the dark.
"Yes. It is. Very beautiful, really." She whispered back turning in his arms to face him. She smiled when her eyes met his. Then she lent foreword and kissed him gently, and she was going to pull away until he placed his hand against the back of her head making her lips stay against his. She laughed at his actions and she felt him smile against her lips. He kissed her passionately, moving his upper body onto hers. He pulled away and whispered close to her ear, letting his breath cascade down her neck.
"If the children were not here amoré, (love) just know that I would make love to you now..." He whispered before he placed his lips against her neck. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath trying to steady her breathing.
"Nicolas." She whispered, trying to force herself to think that the pleasures he could give her then, were nothing. However, she knew too well in the back of her mind that they were anything but nothing.
"Hmm?" He mumbled on her skin, running his lips down to her chest.
"Nicolas, you should have thought about this before you invited the children over. I will not make love with you while we are in this house with them, it's wrong." She spoke finally bringing herself to her senses. He only smirked.
"You are a very sensual man, Nicolas." She spoke, her eyes closed.
"And you are a very tempting woman, Sophia." He whispered, letting his right hand caress the side of her body.
"And before I forget Cara, we will have time for ourselves while the children are here. You must accompany me to my cousins wedding, we will not be back until the following day, and that night we will be sharing only the most exquisite hotel room in the finest hotel." He spoke.
"And when is this?" She asked.
"Two days from today." He spoke. She just shook her head at him, he hadn't told her before.
*The day of the wedding*
Sophia was running around trying to get everything they needed for the wedding. She ran into the master bathroom, only to see Nicolas shaving. He was shirtless and her eyes began to wonder for a long time, until they were torn from his perfect torso when he let out a laugh. Her eyes snapped to his through the mirror.
"Like what you see, cara?" He laughed, dragging his razor down the underside of his jaw. He was a god, he must have been. She just shook her head in reply, ignoring him. Then she realized something.
"Darling, are you wearing your dress pants while you are shaving?" She asked.
"Yes, I am." He spoke.
"And what if you drip shaving cream on them?" She asked.
"Then I change." He stated simply. She rolled her eyes. He laughed.
"Don't roll your eyes at me." He joked putting down his razor and coming close to her. She stood lent in the doorway. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Oh don't you dare kiss me! You have shaving cream all over! Go finish shaving so we can leave!" She laughed pushing him away by his strong muscular chest. She then watched as a drop of shaving cream fell from his face and landed on the crotch of his trousers. She bit her lip.
"Oops. Won't you get that for me darling?" He asked with a smirk, going back to shaving.
"Oh no! No. No. No." She spoke shaking her head.
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Forever and Always
Romance(Previously, Mr. Billionaire Why Me?) Sophia Drake was a poor Italian/Irish woman, living in the City of New York, often wishing for the world. While Nicolas Knight held it in the palm of His perfect Italian hands. When they meet she is immediately...
