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“Hey, baby,” he said softly, startling me slightly.
I had somehow managed to fall asleep in the few minutes we’d been driving.
“Sorry, I hate to wake you, but I wanted to let you know I have to run by one of my apartments to grab some paperwork,” he said. “I hate doing work while you’re with me, but it should be quick.”
“What apartment?” I asked. “I thought you only did office stuff?”
“Remember that old school building that I showed you on one of our first dates? We’re going there. They have apartments on the top few floors and then a coffee shop and a restaurant in the bottom. I’m actually pretty excited for you to see it. It’s changed a lot since I first showed it to you.”
I nodded and laid back again, allowing myself to fall asleep until we got there. I always slept best with Elio watching over me.
He woke me by gently rubbing his thumb in circles on the palm of my hand. “We’re here,” he said, a gleam of excitement in his eyes.
I wondered what could be so exciting about having to do work on our date.
“This might take a few minutes. Do you want to come in? I thought I could show you around.” He almost sounded nervous, but I couldn’t imagine why.
I nodded. “Sure, that sounds great.”
When we walked in the front doors, I was amazed at how transformed the space was. There was a fancy Italian restaurant operating where the cafeteria had been, and a coffee shop that was partially in the old principal’s office.
coffee shop had decided to lean into the principal’s office aesthetic, full of antique desks and a giant chalkboard menu that sported drinks all named after famous teachers from books and movies. The Italian restaurant had utilized the indoor space to create a sort of faux patio, perfect for people who wanted the experience of outdoor seating even on the worst weather days.
Elio pulled me over to the elevator. As soon as the doors shut, he had me pressed against the wall. He wrapped one arm around my waist and the other around the back of my neck, using his leverage to pull me into a toe-curling kiss. He took his time with his kiss even though we could be interrupted at any moment. Too soon, the elevator dinged to indicate we were on our floor.
“The penthouse,” Elio said, pulling away from me.
The elevator opened directly into the apartment.
“We made it so you can only access this floor if you have the key,” he explained. “That way you can ride directly up.”
I looked around, amazed at the elegant penthouse. It had once been the upper floor of the school, but you would never know that now. It had been transformed into a giant open-plan industrial style apartment. Every inch of it oozed luxury, from the kitchen with some of the fanciest appliances I had ever seen, to the living room that had floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the entire city. The view was breathtaking as the sun had begun to set and cast a golden light over everything.
I wandered around, opening doors at random and taking in the opulence of it all. It was the kind of place that someone like me could only ever dream of living. I felt lucky just to see it, and I understood why Elio had been so excited to show me.
I knew he’d had a hand in the design of the space, and it was obvious that he’d worked hard at it. He’d struck the perfect balance between the harsh modernity of his usual taste and the old money comfort that anyone who could afford this place would want to have.
I went into the bathroom, amazed to find a touch screen vanity mirror that could be adjusted to any kind of lighting and would give tips on how you should do your makeup or what clothes you should wear to best suit your mood. The shower had a heated tile floor and two shower heads that faced each other, so that you would never have to rotate. The best of all was the gigantic jacuzzi tub that sat nestled in the corner with a beautiful window overlooking yet another breathtaking view of the city.
The bedroom had the same gigantic windows that the living room had, but with automatic blinds that could be drawn to plunge the room into total darkness at the touch of a button discretely located near the bed. It was the perfect room to spend the day with a lover just lavishing in each other’s company. It was cozy without being claustrophobic.
“This is… amazing, Elio,” I breathed, as he came up to stand behind me and rest his head on my shoulder.
We both stood together, staring out the window as the city started to light up for the night. The glittering lights warmed my heart. I loved knowing that there was a whole busy world out there, people who I had never even met living lives that I had never even heard of.
“Do you really like it?” Elio murmured in my ear, kissing my earlobe.
“I do. I don’t think you’ll have any trouble at all selling this one. It’s the most amazing apartment I’ve ever seen.”
“Good,” he said, moving around so that we were looking at each other, “Because I was hoping I could sell you on it. Will you move in here… with me?”
*Caterina*
“Will you move in here with me?” Elio asked.
I was stunned into total silence. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t seen this coming, but I really had no idea. I looked around at the opulent penthouse, imagining myself living there with Elio. It was a dream come true, a dream that I hadn’t ever even imagined for myself because it felt too good to even hope for.
I looked back to Elio, unable to really form words as my thoughts ran wild.
“I just thought the safehouse was a little bit crowded with everyone living there. Maybe it’s time for us to have a little more privacy. And besides, this place is a lot closer to campus, so you won’t have such a long ride every day.”
I smiled at the way he had started to ramble with nervousness. It was cute to see him nervous. He was normally so cool and collected. And looking around, I knew I would be crazy to say no to this. It was the perfect place for us.
But as I glanced around, I remembered my mom. What would she do? She was still so reliant on me and her caretaker. And there was only one bedroom in the penthouse.
“Elio, I’d love to,” I said, stepping closer to him and wrapping my arms around his waist. His eyes lit up, but before he could look too excited, I added, “But what about my mom?”
The nervous look finally left his eyes, and he pulled me against him fully, resting his head on mine.
“I already thought of that. There’s an apartment right below this one that’s perfect for her. She’ll be close by but still have her own space and her own independence. I know eventually she’ll fully heal, and she’ll want to go back to living her normal life. This way, she’ll live in a guarded building, and we can all be together without constantly tripping over each other in one space.” He pulled back, placing his hands on my shoulders. “So, what do you say?”
The earnestness in his eyes was enough to melt my heart. He really had thought of everything. He knew my heart and knew what I would need to feel comfortable moving in here with him. I looked around one more time, really letting myself soak in this moment that I knew I would remember for the rest of my life.
“Yes!” I squealed, practically jumping back into his arms. I wrapped my arms around him tightly and burrowed against his chest.
He tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled gently so that I would look up at him. His happiness was written all over his face, and I could stop myself from leaning up on my toes so that I could kiss him.
What began as an innocent kiss to celebrate quickly turned into something much deeper as he pressed his tongue into my mouth, swirling it with my own before pulling back enough to bite my bottom lip. The little hurt was quickly alleviated with another pass of his tongue, and just like that, I was moaning into his mouth and tearing at his clothes, desperate for more of his body.
He let me take his jacket off and start working on the buttons of his white shirt, but then he caught my wrists in his hand and stopped me from going any further.
“I want to take my time and enjoy this. It’s not every day I get to fuck my woman in our new penthouse,” he growled, sending a shiver of desire right to my core.
He let go of my wrists, but his molten look had me keeping my hands at my sides as his eyes raked me up and down, deciding what he wanted to do with me. Finally, when I was nearly shaking with anticipation, he put his hands at the hem of my shirt, letting his fingers skim my sides.
Goosebumps rose everywhere that he touched as he tortured me with the slowest movements. He ran his hands up under my shirt, slowly peeling it up to reveal my body to him. I lifted my arms so that he could pull it over my head, and he looked down at my body appreciatively. I was wearing a black lacy bra that pushed my breasts up and made them look even perkier than they normally were.
I could tell that Elio loved it by the way his hands immediately fell to cup my breasts. He leaned forward and kissed a trail from behind my ear down the side of my throat, stopping when he reached the space between my breasts. He rubbed his thumbs over my nipples, visibly peaking through the fabric and quickly becoming almost painfully hard. My entire body was desperate for him, but as usual, he would make it worth the wait.
He urged me to turn around so that I was facing out the windows. The scandal of being able to view out even while being slowly undressed turned me on even more. I knew that we were too high up for anyone to be able to see us, but just the idea of being caught had my heart jumping into my throat and my pussy clenching with desire.
Elio put his hands on my hips and pushed me forward so that I was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window. I gasped at the feeling that I would fall, but I knew that was impossible. The thrill of it all had wetness pooling at my core even though Elio had just barely begun to touch me.
Keeping his hands on my hips, he nudged his leg in between my thighs, pressing up and encouraging me to grind against him. The friction was delicious, but it wasn’t nearly enough for what I wanted. I moaned in frustration.
Elio pressed his hips against me so that I was completely pinned against the window, then reached his hands up and unclasped my bra, quickly freeing my breasts so that they were pressed flush against the cool glass.
The sensation was exquisite, but still I wanted more.
Elio tossed my bra to the side and urged me to turn my head slightly so that he had better access to my neck. He continued kissing me everywhere except for the one place I wanted his mouth to be, but I knew it wouldn’t be much longer before he couldn’t help himself.
He turned me around to face him so that he could unbutton my pants and help me step out of them. Before I was steady on my feet again, he yanked at my underwear so hard I thought for sure he was going to rip them, but luckily, they held. I stepped out of them as well and he tossed them in the same general direction as my bra, a wolfish grin on his face.
He took advantage of the fact that he was kneeling in front of me and grabbed one of my ankles, tossing it carelessly over his shoulder and encouraging me to use the window to help hold me up. I laid my head back and closed my eyes, knowing my release would come soon. He could never stand to keep me from orgasm for too long once he got his mouth on me.