It was dark when Angelo returned, and I’d just opened my eyes.

“How are you feeling?”

“Much better, thanks.” It was the truth. That little sleep had done me the world of good.

“I bought you some painkillers anyway.”

“I won’t be needing them, thankfully.”

“That’s good.”

I looked at him. Something was wrong. “What is it? You look troubled.”

“I’m fine, really. I missed you is all.”

Beckoning him over to the bed, I wrapped my arms around him and snuggled close. I inhaled his scent. He always smelled so good. It wasn’t an aftershave kind of smell, but whatever it was, I couldn’t place it. But, for some reason, I imagined clouds when I was close to him. Is that what clouds smelled like, I wondered?

“I missed you too,” I said. “Being here with you is a dream come true.”

I wasn’t expecting it, but he kissed me.

The window blew open.

Howling wind lifted the drapes, causing a breeze in the room.

I wrapped my arms around his neck.

Thunder cracked the skies, but we were so lost in the moment, it didn’t matter if the world was coming to an end.

Angelo kissed me with passionate intensity, like it was the only thing that mattered.

Outside, thunder banged and crashed. It sounded like bombs being dropped on the beautiful Scandinavian city.

Lightning lit up the skies, the flashes illuminating our spacious room.

Outside, I could hear people screaming, running in every direction, seeking shade from the freak weather.

He held me close, his lips locked together with mine.

I felt surges of energy travel through my body, feelings I’d never experienced before.

I was vaguely aware the windows banged violently against the walls, but it didn’t matter.

We would become one–that indescribable feeling of connection with your soul mate.

I’d never been kissed like this. Yes, I’d had my fair share of men, but I knew all those moments were simply a lead up to this.

“Make love to me, Angelo,” I said.

He didn’t answer me.

I pulled away and lay on the bed, waiting for the rejection once again.

He crawled over to me, covering most of my body with his.

I loved the feeling of his hard body on mine, but most of all. I could feel his arousal. I was right, his cock was huge.

I wanted to feel him inside me. It was all that mattered right then. Foreplay was usually my thing, but I couldn’t wait any longer.

“Make love to me, Angelo,” I moaned. “Please. I couldn’t bear it if you rejected me again.”

He looked into my eyes and I could see the conflict, even if I didn’t know the reason for it.

“There’s no going back once we do it.”

“I love you, Angelo, and want to be with you forever.”

He pressed his lips against mine and slipped his tongue inside my mouth.

I felt like I was floating in the air.

Minutes later, he was naked, pressing his body against me.

I wrapped my arms around him, wanting to feel all of him.

He growled as I raked my nails down his back. Then he took my bottom lip between his teeth.

I moved my hands to his shoulder blades.

Strange.

I felt the ridge like bumps on both sides of his back and wondered what they were.

He must have sensed my curiosity and looked down at me.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I replied, looking into his eyes. “This is what I’ve always dreamed of.”

His muscular body tensed, and he buried his head in between my neck and shoulder, gently biting at my skin.

I lifted my chin, giving him more space to work with.

He gently pushed my legs apart.

I was ready to feel him.

Thunder crashed again.

The room flashed.

Angelo moved with the grace of a panther, careful but deliberate, and opened me up with his fingers.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I arched my back.

He kissed me as his fingers penetrated my special place.

I let out a gasp, feeling the electricity between us.

“You’re the most amazing woman,” he said.

I couldn’t speak, so disabling were the sensations throughout my body.

Gently, he held my hands over my head, and with a gentle move, he thrust his cock inside me.

I’d never experienced anything like it before.

No other man had this effect on my body.

My orgasm was immediate and intense. It came in rolling waves, affecting every inch of my body.

Angelo thrust into me like a man possessed, and all the time, his eyes were focused on mine.

I reached down, wanting to feel his cock.

He pounded it into me and I couldn’t help but cry out as once again pleasure flooded through me with each thrust.

My whole body was racked with sensations I’d never felt before.

“Oh, my God,” I cried out loud, as the thunder storm raged on and continued to crack the skies.

“I love you, Ella,” he confessed, as he buried his cock into me balls deep. I arched my back again, pushing my pelvis forth, wanting to feel as much of him as possible.

“I love you too, Angelo.” I could barely catch my breath such was the vigour of our lovemaking.

And I did love him, with my whole heart, but even as he made love to me, a sudden foreboding took over–like my happiness would be ripped away from me at any moment.

He slowed down and looked at me. “You know, you’re the only person I’ve ever made love to.”

Wow! “I’m your first?” I couldn’t believe it.

“And last,” he replied.

I felt I was going to burst with joy.

“That means more to me than you’ll ever know.” Tears pooled in my eyes, as the overwhelming feeling I’d met my soul mate took hold of me.

He wiped at my tears. “I waited so long for you.”

“You found me,” I replied, drawing him into another kiss.

He thrust into me again as we continued to kiss.

“It feels so good,” he said.

“The sins of the flesh,” I replied. Why did I just say that?

He paused for a moment and pulled out of me.

“Angelo?” I was worried I’d offended him with the biblical comment.

“I want you on top.”

He lay on the bed, his huge cock standing proud.

I lowered myself onto it.

He looked up at me and smiled.

I slowly gyrated my hips, wanting to feel his cock touch every part of me.

He grunted his approval and thrust his own hips upward, pushing his cock into me.

I leaned forward, and he brought his head up to my breasts, burying his head between them. His stubble brushed my skin. He took my nipple in his mouth, sucking on it gently. It felt exquisite. The sucking gave way to gentle biting.

“Harder,” I moaned as I bounced on his cock.

He took my nipple between his teeth and bit hard.

I cried out.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“No, don’t stop,” I begged. “I’ve never felt anything like this before.”

He gave me what I wanted, biting harder, then let out a huge groan as he cum inside me.

Hearing him moan brought me to my own shuddering climax.

I fell forward as the windows blew in, scattering glass all over the room.