84- A Beautiful Sight for Sore Eyes - Part 1
Isabella
Waking up the next morning to soft subtle sounds of someone snoring and warm hot minty breath fanning against my face was more than enough to get me stirring for the day. My body aching in pain while my head throbbed was a clear indication that my body had been someone’s personal punching bag.
Attempting to open my eyes, I’m instantly hit with harsh bright light as it slowly begins peeping through the curtains of the room. My eyes instantly landing on the body before me. Tony’s. Now fully aware of just how close we were, I can’t help but further my inspection of him while laying within my presence.
His chest completely bare of anything shirt related as I move to swallow thickly, an urge to caress his bare chest now rising as I move to notice that one of his hands had been laying against my hip bone. His other hand currently being used like a pillow as I just continue to stare at him. My lips suddenly dry.
Beautiful, I think to myself, instantly becoming more self aware of another heat source as it gently caresses my back, my body cradled in the arms of another.
Contempt with studying Tony’s beautiful face and features I can’t help but notice that it’s slightly scrunched up as if something didn’t compute with him, making me smile as I move to carefully trace the creases upon his face in an attempt to smooth them all away.
Feeling him beginning to stir just beneath my touch I continue, my eyes staring at him openly. His once sleepy eyes now gleaming in a happiness that is only reserved for me as he slowly moves to smile, a part of me now melting right then and there from it.
“Kalimera agapi mou (Good Morning My Love)”
Fuck, I groan to myself. Finding it rather hard not to feel myself melt into jelly in that instance. Something about his deep husky voice in the morning makes me want to jump his bones that much more alluring to me especially when he says it in Greek or Italian depending on the time of day.
“Kalimera (Good Morning)”
Resisting the urge to blush at my thoughts, I can’t help but notice just how raw my throat suddenly feels. As if I had been up the whole entire night before and just screamed my voice raw at a Demi Lovoto concert or maybe an Nsync Concert both in which I would have died to see.
“Come ti senti? (How are you feeling?)”
Removing his hand that had once been laying against my hip bone does Tony move to cup my cheek gently, attempting to be careful of anything that could still be sore or tender as he moves to inspect me. His eyes on me the whole entire time he does.
“Um, sono dolorante. La mia testa pulsa e il mio corpo sembra come se fossi il sacco da boxe personale di qualcuno. (Um, sore. My head is throbbing and my body feels like I was somebody's personal punching bag.)”
“Ti ricordi cosa è successo ieri sera? (Do you remember what happened last night?)”
Treading cautiously I almost attempt to lie and say no when suddenly I gasp. My mind immediately remembering everything up until I blacked out. Tears now racking my body as I sob. Tony moving to pull me closer to him as I did. My body shaking as the person behind me begins to stir slowly. Lips now caressing my shoulder as the person in question moves to slide closer to me, warm strong arms now holding me closer before whispering over to Tony with concern.
“Sta bene? Ha dolore? Ha bisogno di altre medicine? (Is she okay? Is she in pain? Does she need more medicine?)”
When hearing the person's voice speak from behind me, I instantly relax. The voice belonging to none other than Alex. Of course, my own personal teddy bear. Even while I dream of him, he’s there. Kind. Caring. Considerate.
“No, si è solo ricordata della scorsa notte, tutto qui. (No, she just remembered about last night, that's all)”
Frowning at Tony’s response and the fact that we hadn’t stopped speaking in Italian I can almost feel Alex tense up directly behind me. His body now rigid and tense before he moves to shove it all aside, his body softening against mine. His arms holding me tighter. Both men do until we're like one giant sandwich. My body choosing comfort over pain any day.
“Grazie (Thank you)” I finally move to whisper to them. My mind now racing at all the things I had wanted to say to them but couldn’t.
“Grazie per avermi salvato (Thank you, for saving me)”
“Oh sweetheart, no” starts Tony before moving to cup my face within his hand, that gesture making me look him directly in the eyes. “You will always be top priority with us, no matter what.”
Feeling my heart begin to clench at his words I move to do the one thing I had been dying to do since the very beginning. Reaching out my hand towards him, I gently move to cup his face. Forcing myself into an upright position on the bed, I move to lock lips with his.
Tony’s lips instantly soft, like butter. Lips that I could only ever dream about and yet he never tries pushing for more than what I give him which begins to make me wish he had. Deciding that I need more of him, I move to run my tongue along his bottom lip. Teasingly at first. Hoping that he would take the bait in which he does as he now fights for dominance. Our mouths doing the tango as we do. Tony’s tongue now inside my mouth as he moves to caress my tongue. A loud moaning rising as he does.
His taste becoming intoxicating to me as I become insatiable, even as we continue to crave each other for more. His hand now finding its way into my hair as he moves to pull gently, another moan rising as he moves to tug again.
Fuck… this man was absolutely perfect. In more ways than one and this was only the beginning.
When oxygen begins to become an issue do we reluctantly move to separate from one another. Each of us panting heavily even as I grin at him brightly.
My first real kiss since being held captive in this place and this time it wasn’t a fucking dream either.
Catching the sound of a throat now being cleared I move to turn my attention back over to Alex. Alex now attempting to give me his best puppy dog expression that he could muster which causes me to melt yet again.
“Oh hell… Come here you.”
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