Finding Heaven

Matrimonio

**Lorenzo's POV**

It had to be a dream. There was no way that after all the bad things I have ever done in my life, that the universe would bring me back the love of my life. But as I laid here, looking at her serene face as she slept, reality hit me and happiness almost consumed me. Phoebe was really here with me, in Italy, right by my side. 

It was only two in the afternoon here, but Phoebe was exhausted from the time difference and the flight. After she had threatened to kill me if I ever tried to leave her, we laid in bed together, kissing and holding each other like our lives depended on it. Soon after, she fell asleep and I have been just watched her. I was too afraid to take a nap and wake up to find it was a dream. A sick, twisted dream that would shred the last of my sanity. 

"Stop staring at me." Phoebe mumbled while her eyes were still closed. She had been asleep for a little over four hours. "It's getting creepy." She stretched her arms up and I took that opportunity to roll over on top of her, between her legs. She giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I'm guessing I was missed?"

Even though I was right on top of her, it was not enough. I wanted, no, needed to feel every inch of her skin against mine. Needed her warmth and her love. I pulled down the straps of her dress slowly, watching her eyes with every movement. Her breath hitched in her throat and her eyes dilated with lust. I lowered my head and kissed her along her jaw, down to her neck. Phoebe moaned softly and moved her hands under my shirt, up my back. I grabbed her hands and held them on either side of her head, tangling our fingers together. I continued to kiss long her neck and shoulders, grinding my hips softly against hers. I felt myself grow hard, and I wanted nothing more than to slide myself in her mouth as she moaned with my fingers in her wet folds. The excruciating need to have her was more intense that we have been apart. 

"Enzo." She moaned. I looked up into her eyes and then softly kissed her lips. "Touch- me." She begged between kisses. "I need it. I need you." 

I sat up instantly and spread her legs wider, getting a peak of her lace panties underneath. I kept my eyes on hers while I pulled down her dress, exposing the matching bra underneath. Pastel yellow lace that complimented her tan skin so well. Her hair spread across the pillows, eyes watching me, breasts lifting with every breath, and her teeth nibbling on her bottom lip sensually. God, she was the perfect vision and I wanted to burn it in my memory. I would burn in hell for eternity happily if I could just replay this moment over and over in my head. 

"Tesoro, mi sei mancato così tanto." (Baby, I have missed you so much.) I groaned. I tossed her dress aside and rubbed my hands up and down her legs, in between her thighs and grasping at her hips. She moaned and clutched the sheets with both hands on the side of her body. "Ogni secondo senza di te era come bruciare nelle fiamme dell'inferno."(Every second without you was like burning in hell's fires.)

"Allora non lasciarmi mai più. Preferirei bruciare all'inferno al tuo fianco piuttosto che essere in paradiso senza di te." (Then never leave me again. I'd rather burn in hell by your side than be in heaven without you.) She whispered, catching me by surprise. A smile spread across my face. "I started taking some lessons after we first met. I wanted to surprise you." 

"Sposami." I didn't ask. She looked at me confused. "Give me your answer when you figure it out." I chuckled and slowly rubbed my thumb up and down her panties, causing her to get wet almost instantly. "I love you, Phoebe. I'll never be able to leave again. I just don't have the strength when it comes to you."

Phoebe's hands rubbed up and down my forearms, nails scratching me softly. "I love you." Tears filled her eyes. "I won't live without you Lorenzo. I can't. Reading that letter was like taking my heart from my chest and squeezing the life out of it. I'd rather you put a bullet in my heart than rip it out like that again."

I pulled her body up against mine and sat on my knees, making her straddle me. My left arm wrapped around her and held her close while I raised my right hand to push the hair out of of her face and cradle her cheek. I looked deep into her mesmerizing blue eyes and saw nothing but raw emotion. I hurt her. I did the one thing I promised her I would never do. 

"Phoebe, I'll do everything in my power to make sure you will never experience that pain again. I hate myself for hurting you, but please believe that I thought I was doing the right thing. I still believe that it would be better if you tried to have a normal life while I dealt with all this ugliness, but I can't make decisions for you. If you want me, you have me. You want to be here in Italy, make yourself at home. Whatever you want, mia regina, and it is yours." (my queen) 

I promised her and I meant every single word. It was wrong to allow her to be here when it could be dangerous, but I wasn't going to send her away and risk losing her. That may make me selfish, but I just couldn't ever be away from her again when I experienced the agony of being without her. Never again. 

Phoebe leaned down and kissed me softly, diving her tongue into my mouth and biting my lower lip. She was teasing me and this was a dangerous game. I was fighting off a primal urge to claim her and make her mine, and she was making it very difficult to resist her. 

"Phoebe." I tried to pull away. Her warm body against mine, wearing nothing but a bra and panties, my heart overjoyed to have her here and my body craving to have her beneath me, moaning and screaming my name, it was all consuming me with need. "Stop. This isn't a good idea. I have been away from you too long."

She wouldn't listen. Instead, she unclasped her bra and tossed it on the floor. Her breasts bounced freely and she held them tight against my chest as she started to kiss me again. My hands went to her hips and tried to pull her away, but she grabbed them and placed them on her breasts. Her n*****s hardened to my touch and I couldn't help but massage them softly. 

Phoebe crawled off my lap slowly, watching me as she laid down in front of me. Her fingers hooked in her panties and she slowly slid them off. She opened her legs and gave me the perfect view of her dripping wet core. I couldn't resist her. 

'Just one taste.' I told myself, knowing damn well that wouldn't be all that I do to her. One taste would lead to touching her, to her touching me. No matter what happened I would need to be in control. I was still not going to slide inside of her until she was my wife. Which if I had it my way, I would elope with her by the end of tonight. 

I laid on my stomach and crawled up between her legs, bringing my mouth close to the meeting of her thighs. I used my thumbs to spread her folds and then I kept my eyes on her as I slowly dipped my tongue in her wet core, making her body arch off the bed. 

"Fuck." She breathlessly moaned. 

I wanted to ravish her and make her go wild underneath me, but what I wanted more was to devour her slowly and bring her to ecstasy over and over again. I swirled my tongue all around her, up to her clit and then down to her entrance. I would slide my tongue in and out of her while my fingers continued to rub small circles where I know she likes it. I know every single thing her body needs and what every moan and twitch means. 

"Please don't stop." Phoebe begged. "I'm so close."

I knew exactly what she needed to make her fall over the edge. I rubbed my tongue roughly over her tight bud and then slowly inserted my middle finger inside of her, curving upward and hitting her spot. She screamed underneath me as she fell apart, spilling all over my hand and tongue. 

She stared at me with love as she came down from her high, but I wasn't done with her yet. I smiled wickedly and flipped her body over and spanked her ass. She squealed and giggled, making me want to change those sounds of happiness to sounds of pleasure. Using my right hand I pushed her torso down on the bed, and arched her ass in the air, making her rest her weight on her knees. 

"Extend your arms up over your head." I commanded her and she complied quickly. "Don't move." I rubbed my hands up and down her back and then over the curve of her ass. "One day, if it is okay with you, I am going to have every single part of you." My index finger rubbed slightly over her asshole, signaling exactly what I mean. She flinched in uncertainty, but I rubbed up and down her back again. "Not now, baby. Relax."

I reached under her raised ass and rubbed between her still wet folds. I wanted to make love to her like this, but touching would have to be enough for now. "Don't tease me." She groaned and clinched the sheets again. "Touch me or I'll do it myself."

I raised my hand and brought it down hard on her right ass cheek. She squealed in surprise and then moaned. Yea, she was a closet freak. I just needed to bring it out of her. "I dare you to try. I'll tie your hands to the bed."

Without hesitation, I dived two of my fingers into her core and rubbed against her spot. She moaned into the sheets and thrusted her hips, trying to f**k herself on my fingers. I leaned down over her and bit her shoulder a little bit hard, giving her some pain with her pleasure. Phoebe turned her head to the side, exposing more of her neck to me. 

The image of earlier today came into my head, the way those men looked at her. Desiring her and most likely fantasizing about her. It brought out my possessive side and I wrapped my hand around her throat as I continued thrusting my fingers inside of her. 

"You liked torturing me today didn't you?" I whispered in her ear. I saw her face contort into confusion. "When you told those men you were not my woman. When you waved flirtatiously at them giving them that look under your lashes that makes my heart race." Realization flashed and she opened her mouth to speak but I didn't give her the chance. I smashed my lips against hers. She kissed me back and I pulled away, squeezing her throat just a little tighter. "Dimmi il mio." (Tell me your mine.) I demanded roughly. When she hesitated, I pulled my fingers from inside of her and flipped her over onto her back, spreading her legs with my knees and then quickly inserting my fingers into her with my right hand while my left hand held her throat again.  "Dimmi!" (Tell me!)

"f**k!!" She screamed. "I'm yours, Lorenzo! I'm yours!" She cried out. 

"Dimmelo in italiano." (Tell me in Italian.) 

"Sono tuo. Solo tuo, lo giuro!" (I'm yours. Only yours, I swear!) 

I crashed my lips against hers and fingered her harder, faster, and deeper, making her c*m instantly. I swallowed up her moans and dived my tongue into her mouth, relishing in her pleasure. I pulled away, watching her eyes as I slowly sucked my fingers and moaned. 

"I love the way you taste." I smiled. She blushed and looked away causing me to throw my head back and laugh. "I missed that. Missed how cute you get when you get embarrassed over something so small."

I shifted to move myself next to her when my erection rubbed against her leg and I groaned in discomfort. I haven't been this hard in forever, and my length has been dying for her attention. "My turn." She smiled and licked her lips but I stopped her from scooting down the bed. "What's wrong?"

"I don't deserve it, baby. It'll go down and I'll be fine. Just lay here with me." I pulled her into my side. 

For a few moments we were quiet, and I was just enjoying having her in my arms again. I never thought I would be so weak over a woman but here I was hopelessly in love and never regretting one minute of it. I felt her staring at me, and I looked back at her. One thing I really loved about our connection was being able to just be like this. Looking into each other's eyes, laying next to each other tangled in the sheets, skin touching and hearts beating as one. Phoebe was my soul mate and I couldn't wait to make her mine in every way possible. 

Phoebe hitched her leg over my hip, bringing her naked pelvis against mine. I groaned when she ribbed herself along my length. "Phoebe." I warned through clenched teeth and closed my eyes. "You're really testing my restraint right now."

"Maybe I don't want you to restrain yourself." She flirted. 

"Phoebe, I told you that-"

"I want you, Lorenzo. All of you. I want you to have all of me. I am in love with you and you're in love with me. Why are we waiting?" She raised her lips to mine and kissed me softly. "Make love to me, Lorenzo. Right now."

I tried to untangle myself from her. She had no idea how badly I wanted her, but I wanted more than just her body. I wanted her heart, her life tied to mine, our souls promised to one another. I have been with women before but this was so different. I wanted to respect her chastity and pureness. Why was she making that so difficult?

"Phoebe it means something to me to marry you before I make love to you. Yes, I want you. But I value you. I respect you. I want to promise my heart, my love, and my loyalty to you before I claim your body. I want you to know that when I do have you, that it will only ever be me." I tried to explain but I could see that I was not getting through to her. 

"Lorenzo, I already know that it will only ever be you. I could never be with anyone else. I don't want to. That is why I want to give myself to you, because I belong to you. You have me. So take me." She grabbed my hand and rubbed it over her body, causing my erection to throb. "I'm ready, Lorenzo. I'm really ready to be yours completely." 

I rolled over on top of her, causing her breaths to come more quickly. She swallowed hard and wrapped her arms around me. "You're ready?" I whispered against her ear. She nodded vigorously. "You're ready to be mine? Only mine?"

"Yes." Phoebe whispered. 

I rubbed my nose up and down the curve of her neck and rubbed my pelvis against hers. The only thing keeping us apart was the thin material of my boxers. "Ready to promise your heart to me? Your body? All of your love?" 

"Yes, Lorenzo. I want you." She whined. I could feel her getting wet and soaking my boxers. How was she so insatiable? I wonder what she will be like when I do finally take her in my bed. "Make love to me."

I kissed her softly and deeply. Distracting her while I reached for what I needed in the nightstand drawer. "Are you sure?" I whispered and bit her neck softly and sucked, leaving her a hickey. 

"I'm sure." She gasped and tangled her fingers in my hair. 

I kissed her again and pulled open the drawer, searching around for the box. When I found it I closed the drawer and continued to kiss her. "There's no going back, baby. Tell me now if you're not sure."

"Ugh!" She groaned. "Lorenzo, I'm in love with you. I have been yours since the moment I first looked into your eyes. From every moment from then to now I have never once doubted my future with you. I don't regret anything because I have found a good man and a passionate love that consumes me, thrills me, inspires me. I am yours, Lorenzo. I am ready to prove that to you. I only want you. Please, Lorenzo. Make me yours." 

I stroked her face and smiled down at her. "I love you, baby. I can never tell you how much. My love for you is greater than all the stars in the sky and deeper than the undiscovered oceans. You are my everything and I want to prove it to you, and everyone else." I opened the box and placed it on her chest, between us. She gasped and tears filled her eyes. Happy tears. "Phoebe Fernandez, Vuoi sposarmi?" (Will you marry me?)