(Renata Pellegrini)
“Is this all you are taking?” Filippo asks, looking at my one suitcase.
“Yes,” I answered with a small smile.
This apartment came already furnished, nothing in here but my clothes, it is mine. And I'm only using one big suitcase, because of the clothes that Filippo gave me at the mall, otherwise it would just be a small suitcase of old and worn out clothes.
Besides this suitcase, all I will take with me are the memories. Everything that I have experienced here, the romantic moments with Filippo, the funny and happy Sundays with Amanda...
“You look beautiful, do you know that?” Filippo dala came toward me like a hunter aiming at his prey. Even today I still get goosebumps when his hands touch my skin directly.
“I dressed up especially for you,” I say, smiling shyly.
Filippo puts his hand on my face and I close my eyes enjoying his warm and loving contact. Although his hands are full of calluses, I love it when they touch me. His thumb caresses my cheek, making me smile. I lift my arms and hug him around the waist. I lay my head on his chest and he returns the hug. To feel his body next to mine, the beat of his heart, his strong arms squeezing me and giving me security.
“How I have missed you, mio amato,” - "my beloved," I whisper, inhaling your perfume.
I raise my head and our eyes meet, Filippo looks at me intensely, but I cannot decipher what is in his eyes, what exactly he feels, but I know it is intense, very much so. Filippo is too mysterious, but that's okay, now we will have much more time to be together and I will get to know him even better.
Filippo holds both sides of my face and slowly brings his head closer to mine, I close my eyes and open my mouth a little, in expectation of his good kiss. But instead of tasting his lips, I feel their warmth on my forehead.
-”Anh,” I mumble in frustration.
I pull my arms from around his waist and hold his face between my fingers. I place my mouth on his and explore him with my tongue, tasting every inch of his cavity. He nibbles, licks, and sucks on my lower lip, while my fingers pull at the hair on the back of his neck, bringing him closer to me. Our tongues entwine and my body shivers as his hands squeeze my buttocks and he pushes me to the wall, making the kiss even more intense.
His hand moves up to my bust and squeezes my breast over my dress, I gasp into his mouth and press my nails hard into his shoulder. He starts kissing the line of my neck and I hold onto him so I don't fall.
“How I've missed this man's kiss,” I think as I feel his warm mouth on my collarbone.
“We better stop here,’ he says breathlessly. I want to ask him to continue, but I just nod my head and he walks away grabbing my bag.
I sigh and look around once more, I will miss Sundays with Amanda.
“What happened?” He asks, staring at me.
“What do you mean?” I ask without understanding what he wants to know.
“From the time I arrived, his gaze has been sad. What happened?”
I looked at him in surprise, I thought I had managed to disguise it.
“If you don't want to live with me anymore, that's fine, I don't want to force you into anything, ragazza.”
“You're not forcing me, I'm moving out of my own free will,” I answer.
“Then why the long face?”
I sigh, looking away.
“I told Amanda about us.”
“Didn't she like that we were together?”
“She didn't like that I kept it from her, she was hurt by me and left here without looking back... I don't want to lose my only friend,” I say, feeling my eyes water.
Filippo holds my chin and makes me raise my head, our eyes meet.
“If she is your real friend, a stupid thing like this won't be enough to separate them.”
“I lied to her, and she never hid anything about her life from me…” I say, feeling remorse for not having been honest with her. “I understand her hurt... She always did what she could for me, she always came to see me, asked me out, she was the one who showed me the city... She was the one who helped me with the cleaning when I had the splint on my arm. I understand that she is feeling betrayed…”
“Do you want me to talk to her? I can tell her that you didn't tell her because I told you to.”
“I don't want to lie to her anymore, I have to face the consequences of my choices. You can't do this for me,” I say, and hug him once more. Hearing his heart soothes me, it just assures me that I am no longer alone in the world.
“Good girl,” he says as he strokes my back. - Shall we go?
“Let 's go!”
We leave the apartment hand in hand, heading for our new life.
**********
“Casa mia, è casa tua”! - “My home is your home”, he says as he opens the door for me.
I take a deep breath and smile, still feeling shy for moving in like this, so repeatedly. How long will it take me to get used to it?
And again, as I enter his living room, my attention falls on his wall full of weapons.
“I have always wanted to ask you. Why do you collect weapons? And, what models are these? I have never seen them anywhere else, besides your house and your office in the company.”
“I created them myself,” he answers, making my eyes widen.
“You make weapons? - I was astonished.
“Yes, just as a hobby. I like to draw them. They are beautiful, aren't they?” He asks admiring his collection. “I am proud of each one of them.”
“Ah, yes I understand,” I say, but I don't really understand. Anyway, taste is like an ass, each to his own.
“Come, I've already prepared a space for you in the closet.”
We walk to his room, and I notice that it is next to the room where I slept the last time I was here. He opens the door, and if I was surprised by the guest room, it is twice as big. The bed is huge, I hold the urge to jump on it and find out how fluffy it is.
"Are we going to do it yet?"- My mind gets corrupted and my face gets hot, I look away and try to change the course of my thoughts.
“If you want, we can redecorate the room, hire a company that specializes in decorating and....”
“I'd rather we both do it,” I say, cutting him off.
“You want to spend more time with me, do you?”
“Yes, all the time in the world is little when I am beside you,” I say and he smiles at my answer.
Filippo holds my waist and pulls me to him, his warm breath intoxicates me and makes me long for his kiss. Which he immediately gives me. His hand comes to the back of my neck and lightly pulls the strands, I hold his arms and he guides me to the bed. The kiss becomes more intense and the center of my legs begin to throb.
“Finally we are going to have our first time!” - My mind screams as I close my eyes, feeling Filippo nibbling the thin skin on my neck.
Filippo lowers the strap of my dress, letting my breasts show, his hand massages it and I hold back the moan. I spread my legs, making him more comfortable and giving him more access to touch me wherever he wants.
“Bella,” he whispers, staring at my other breast before licking it and arching my spine. “Just mine.”
His cell phone starts ringing, snapping me out of my trance. But he doesn't stop exploring my breasts, however, the annoying ringtone makes me completely lose my will.
“Answer it soon,” I say, holding his hand which explores the side of my body.
“Cazzo!” He shouts and gets up from the bed. He picks up the cell phone on top of the nightstand and answers. “Matteo? Why are you calling me?”
I remember this name, my teacher told me to say it at the interview to guarantee the job. It seems they really know each other.
“I'm coming,” hang up the phone. “I have to go,” he announces as he adjusts his clothes. “You can explore the house, just don't go into the basement, okay?”
“Why not?”
“There are things there that I don't want you to see,” he answers, knowing it wasn't dry, but I didn't like his answer.
“It's okay,” he says.
He comes over to me and kisses my forehead, leaving the room immediately. I look at my suitcase and get out of bed.
As soon as I'm done, I'm going to look for this basement.