The bus stopped at the bus stop, and a moment later the doors opened automatically. I quickly got off and took a deep breath. Finally, I was out of the crowded bus! I was standing in the middle of the street, thinking hard in which direction I'd to go to the therapy center. So I checked the GPS on my phone, following the lead. My heart was beating faster with joyful anticipation because I was about to finally see him: Marco!
This time he actually kept his word and has been going to group therapy for over two weeks, supporting him to get off the drugs. I'm so proud of him! We only see each other on weekends, and although I'm missing him so much during the week, I won't tell him. Marco is doing his best to focus on therapy and college, and the last thing I want is distract him. He's so close to finally being clean!
But today I couldn't wait any longer, my desire for him was simply too strong. So I decided to surprise him and pick him up from the therapy center. Actually, it was my mom who suggested it. Yesterday, she asked me again why my boyfriend hasn't been coming over during the week. My parents like him very much, and I'm pretty sure they haven't noticed his drug addiction. If so, they probably wouldn't allow their good daughter dating him!
Mom and I have a great relationship, and I can tell her (almost) everything. So yesterday, I gathered all my courage, telling her the truth about Marco, that he's going to group therapy to overcome his drug addiction. She didn't seem particularly surprised...
"I noticed it that evening when Marco was with us for dinner," she told me, taking me by surprise.
"His hands were shaking, while he was holding a glass or something. That's usually a withdrawal symptom in alcohol or drug addiction. After all, I'm a doctor, even if just a vet, but I studied medicine!"
I was speechless! Mom has known all along without mentioning it to me? At least my dad haven't noticed yet...
"I think it's great that you're supporting your boyfriend with his therapy," she said in a serious voice.
"But don't forget that you're only eighteen! You can't help him if he doesn't want help."
Of course she's right, but I would never let Marco down! And the therapy really seems to be helpful...
I finally arrived at the therapy center. I was so excited, when I saw the many people leaving the building. Where the hell is Marco? Then he finally came out, walking next to a tall, lanky guy. That must be Leo, who's in group with him and with whom he's getting along very well. Since I was standing in the shade of a tree, he couldn't see me right away, but was chatting with Leo for a moment. My heart was pounding like crazy and I took a deep breath.
"MARCO! Hey Marco, I'm over here!" I shouted, waving eagerly to him.
Marco and Leo looked over at me in surprise, and I could see Marco's face lighting up.
"SOFIA! What a surprise!" he called back, and I laughed happily.
He said something to the other guy, who waved to me kindly before walking away. My boyfriend came towards me with a radiant smile, gently gently pulling me in his arms. I sighed softly at the feeling of his warm body, snuggling up to him.
"Che bella sorpresa! Mi sei mancata da morire, piccola," he whispered to me.
His voice was rough and sexy, sending shivers down my spine. I got the meaning of his words:
"What a nice surprise! I've missed you like crazy, baby girl."
I buried my face at his shoulder, breathing in his familiar scent.
"You have no idea how much I've missed you, amore," I whispered back. "How are you?"
I raised my eyes to look into his amazing blue eyes. I'm so fucking in love with him that it takes my breath away!
"I'm feeling better every day," he replied, smiling. "Honestly, I didn't really believe the therapy would help me..."
He took a deep breath, and I looked at him expectantly.
"You won't believe it, Sofia, but I haven't smoked a joint in a few days!"
He laughed happily. I laughed with him, hugging him so tightly that he gasped for air.
"Really, Marco? That's fantastic news, I'm so happy!"
I wrapped my hands around his neck, gently pulling his head to me to kiss him. He let out a little sigh, returning my kiss with the same passion. It feels like heaven to feel his soft lips on mine... And this time he didn't taste of tobacco, but only of mint! After a breathless moment that felt like an eternity, we detached from each other, taking a deep breath.
"The city park is right over there," he said, running a hand through his messy hair.
"We can take a break and chill for a while. Agreed, my love?"
He looked at me expectantly, and I nodded with enthusiasm.
"Great idea! We have all afternoon to chill," I replied with a huge smile.
Marco happily took my hand, and we crossed the street to get to the park together.
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A while later, we were sitting in the grass. I was leaning back against a tree trunk, and Marco was leaning against me, his head resting on my chest. He had his eyes closed and was breathing calmly. Was he asleep? I gently traced the features of his handsome face with my fingers, and he sighed softly.
"Are you comfortable with your head against my chest, Marcolino?" I teased him. "You're not going to fall asleep now, are you?"
He opened his eyes to me, giving me a profound look. Every time he's looking at me with those ocean eyes, I'm melting away!
"I'd love to fall asleep like that, amore! Hmm, your boobs are so soft, they feel like heaven and have the perfect size for a pillow," he said with a smirk, making me blush.
Then he laid his head back on my chest, staring dreamily in the distance.
"It feels so good to hold you in my arms. You're such a big boy, but right now you're like a little boy."
I playfully ruffled his dark blond hair.
"You make my heart melt when you give me puppy eyes. Love you, Marcolino!"
Marco chuckled softly and began to caress my legs, from my knees up to my thighs. Even through the fabric of my jeans, I felt the gentle touch of his fingers, stroking my inner thighs up and down. His sweet touch was arousing, and I felt the heat spreading between my legs. Gosh, I'm craving Marco, not just his kisses and touches! I want to feel all of him, his bare skin against mine, without any fabric between us. I want to make love to him, experience my first time with him...
His touch was gentle yet demanding, and I let out a little moan as the throbbing between my thighs was getting more intense. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why is it so hard to control myself when I'm with him? Marco noticed my embarrassment and pulled back his hands with a deep sigh. After all, we weren't alone in the park, but there were many people around on this beautiful October day.
My boyfriend was also aroused, his face flushed and his breathing heavy. For a moment, an awkward silence fell between us.
"Sorry Sofia, I just can't resist you," his husky voice breaking the silence.
"You're so sweet! When I'm with you, all my problems and worries seem so far away. And yeah, you make my heart melt when you call me Marcolino. It reminds me of my mum."
He let out a deep sigh.
"She called me Marcolino when I was a little boy. Sometimes she still calls me that."
He had that dreamy look again, staring into the distance. I watched him in awe, gently stroking his messy hair. He's so fucking perfect! All of a sudden, he took hold of my hand, pulling it to his lips and kissing my fingers. Marco is always so sweet and I'm so into him.
"I'd like you to meet my mom," his deep voice interrupting my thoughts.
"What do you think about coming to Lucca with me next summer?"
Oh my god! My boyfriend is actually asking me to go with him to Italy the next summer... I nodded with enthusiasm.
"Really, Marco? That's a fantastic idea!" I exclaimed excitedly.
"I've been to Italy before, with my parents and grandparents, a long time ago. But I've never been to Tuscany... And I'm going with you. Wow!"
We exchanged a profound look, then burst out laughing. Marco turned around and was now sitting in front of me. We didn't say a word for a while, our eyes locked in admiration. Once again, I was mesmerized by the intensity of his blue eyes. They're reflecting his emotions, his love for me, but also his deep desire. My desire for him is just the same... My heart was pounding, and I took a deep breath. After surprising my boyfriend earlier, I've still a special surprise for him.
"Marco, I must tell you something," I said hesitantly.
"Okay, piccola, just spill the tea," he replied, looking at me expectantly.
"The next weekend, my parents are going with Sven to a basketball competition in L.A.," I told him in a surprising calm voice.
"I'm staying home alone. As you know, I don't like being alone in the big house..."
He looked deep into my eyes, holding his breath. I shyly avoided his profound look and gathered all my courage.
"I... I want you to sleep over at my place this weekend," I finally said.
Marco drew in a sharp breath, running his hands nervously through his hair. I watched him amused, as the anticipation of our first night together was obviously exciting him. I guess I'm not the only one who just can't wait! He sheepishly cleared his throat.
"Holy shit, Sofia! Of course I want to sleep with... uh, at your place," he replied with a huge smile.
I breathed a sigh of relief, though I didn't expect Marco to say "no".
"What about your parents?" he asked. "Are they okay with me sleeping over? You asked them, right?"
I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Why does he want to know?
"It was my mom who suggested that you should sleep over at my place," I replied with a wink.
That's true! Mom is simply the best, and she's even managed to convince Dad. Marco was staring at me in disbelief, as he couldn't believe to be so lucky. So I better bring him back to earth...
"You must know, I tell my mom almost everything. She also knows that it will be my first time with you," I said in a low voice, my heart pounding like crazy.
"So she told me not to forget protection! Will you take care of it, Marco?"
I was apparently cool, but a thousand feelings and thoughts were raging inside me. My boyfriend nodded eagerly.
"Don't worry, piccola! I'll bring condoms," he replied in a firm voice.
Now I was getting nervous, because in a few days it's finally happening! Marco already knew me so well that he noticed my agitation immediately. He took my hands again, holding them tightly and looking deep into my eyes. I held my breath.
"Non vedo l'ora di passare tutta la notte con te, amore mio," he whispered, his deep voice giving me shivers.
"I just can't wait to spend the whole night with you, my love."
I couldn't wait either. We fell silent, getting lost into each other's eyes. Our eyes were reflecting our deep emotions, the craving, the desire, the insatiable hunger. We couldn't think straight anymore and the the sexual tension between us was almost unbearable! I felt burning hot at the thought of my first time with Marco, when he was going to kiss and touch me all over and I was exploring his perfect body... We'll be drive each other so wild until we can take it anymore and then, I finally will feel him all the way inside me, while he's fucking me senseless...
Holy shit! My imagination was running wild, and I was so aroused that I had to get up quickly to catch my breath.
"We'd better go now, Marco," I said nervously. "Will you take me home?"
He nodded eagerly, jumping easily on his feet.
"Your wish is my command, piccola!" he replied with a smirk.
We walked back to the therapy center where Marco had parked his motorbike. Then we got on the bike, riding home to Cole Valley.