Stolen Moments In Time (Epilogue)

A YEAR AND A HALF LATER
Glen Cove, New York

Tristano’s and Artesia’s Estate

Tristano propped his weight on a bent elbow. He rubbed a finger down Artesia’s arm; he kissed her on the shoulder blade, reached under the covers, and then rubbed over her derrière.

Artesia’s eyes fluttered open. She rolled over onto her back.

“Good morning beautiful.”

“Good morning to you as well handsome.”

“You sleep well?

“In the little time you allowed me.”

Artesia yawned.

“You do know your nocturnal craving for my naked flesh, has kept me up until dawn for the past two weeks.”

“Blame that hunger on good pussy.”

“Tristano Giordano the III. You do know an eight month expecting woman has to get her sleep while she can.”

“And this man has to get all his loving while he can. As soon as my sons become evident, you will be making love to me woman.”

Artesia blushed behind the statement. She looked down at the rounding of her protruding belly and rubbed over it.

“You just couldn’t impregnate me with one son, but two.”

“I was aiming to satisfy that good tight sweet pussy with a male heir.”

“Try male heirs.”

Tristano winked at her.

Artesia yawned again.

“Just a little more sleep, and then I’m all yours.”

“I distinctly remember you saying something about my mother and your girlfriends will meet for brunch, and then go shopping for the babies’ nursery this afternoon, and do not forget the baby shower your mother and my mother have planned for you this evening.”

“That’s right; I do have a full agenda today.”

Artesia leaned her face upward and kissed the cleft in Tristano’s chin, she then stroked his cheek.

“What are your plans today handsome?”

“I have a round of golf with my father and father-in law this afternoon.”

“See, I was gearing to attack you with all of this.”

Artesia rubbed over her breasts.

“And all of that looks spectacular, and the pussy, damn woman it still feels good to this man.”

“Oh Tristano, you know I’m emotional, and you’re going to make me cry.”

He whispered in her ear, “Then savor on the thought that I still love you Mrs. Giordano with all my heart.”

“I love you too.”

Tristano hugged Artesia to him; he placed his lips to her belly and tenderly kissed it. He inched his face upward, and then looked down into her seductive eyes, he traced over her lips, and then kissed them. He inched back and caressed her cheek.

“I have to admit, I have a very beautiful pregnant woman within my presence.”

He rubbed over her belly.

“And I must also, continue to thank you for allowing my mother to become an integral part of our lives.”

“How could I refuse, she did apologize for her past behavior, and went so far, as to pay the expenses for our elaborate second wedding and honeymoon.”

“I think she felt cheated that her only son married his wife at the Justice of the Peace.”

“So that you know, I would have married you anywhere Mr. Giordano.”

Tristano leaned his head downward and stole a kiss.

“Thank you for clarifying that. Would you like breakfast Mrs. Giordano.”

Artesia pulled Tristano’s face down to hers. She kissed him, and inserted her tongue into his mouth.

“Uum,” two voices blended as one.

Tristano gradually inched back and fingered Artesia’s cheek.

“I’ll take the definition of this breakfast anytime handsome.”

“Baby, you’re on bed rest, until the babies are born.”

“I’m on a leave of absence from the courtroom, not my husband’s arms, and if I remember, you were quite the animal last night.”

Tristano winked at her.

“I tell you what.”

“Umm, don’t tell me, just show me handsome.”

“Done. Now if I’m hurting you, you’ll let me know, right.”

Artesia already rolled over on her side.

Tristano pushed the covers down, palmed Artesia’s hip, and then grabbed his stiff dick. He lifted one of her buttocks and entered her pussy from behind.


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