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I hope you enjoy and see you at the bottom.
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EPOV
"Ha! I told you Edward and I would win," Izi says to Roza and Emmett while she's wiggling on my lap. I grunt and still her by her hips. She's doing it every time we win a game at trešeta. I have to restrain myself from rubbing myself against her. Her tenth unintended lapdance has caused my dick to take notice and it's now waiting for a little action. Down, boy. It's not your time yet.
When I say we're winning I actually mean her. It's one of two card games my grandfather used to play that I don't know how. I'm a pro at briškula though, the other game grandpa Anthony taught me. At least that's what he used to tell me. Still, Izi and I, we're a team.
"Baby, we won," she states with a smile that takes my breath away every time she's doing it and she's been doing it a lot in the last hour and a half. I'd like to think I'm the cause of that. "Yes, we did," I say and put a lock of hair that ended up in her face behind her ear. She gives me a kiss before she turns back to her opponents. She's done that a lot too. The kissing, I mean. Ever since we talked and confessed our mutual attraction, our dynamic has changed. There's more touching and kissing involved. I like kissing Izi. I like Izi, period. She's soft in her speech (unless some inconsiderate prick like me interrupts her friend from having a moment with my brother) and passionate in her actions. Yes, she's beautiful and fierce, but behind all this hides a sensitive soul.
How she could think I'd be able to pursue her and have someone else waiting for me back home is beyond me. It only shows that we don't know each other. Not well enough, at least. It's rectifiable though. We'll just have to spend all our free time together, to talk and get to know each other, and I'm looking forward to it.
I softly rub along her thighs, enjoying the feel of her smooth and silky skin under my hands. She puts her hand on my right one, squeezing it while she debates with Roza about one thing or another. I love that she's aware of me even when she's otherwise occupied. It means I'm never far from her thoughts. She isn't from mine either and once again the dread of leaving her when my vacation is over is weighing heavily on my mind.
In a span of twenty-four hours she's succeeded in sneaking under my skin and into my life. A life I had no idea even existed before her. Am I crazy for thinking like that? Yes, absolutely, but I don't care.
I lean forward and put my chin on her shoulder. Turning my head, I kiss her on her exposed neck which makes her shiver. Izi looks down at me and smiles widely. "Hi," she says and leans in for another, much longer kiss. Her pliant lips move over mine a few times before she's interrupted by the ring of her phone. She groans and looks at the caller ID. "Sorry, I have to take that," Izi apologizes. "Ej, ma." (Hey, mom)
I sigh at the inconvenient timing of the call but it's her mom so I can't do anything about it. I feel eyes on me and spot my sister looking at us. She's holding her camera I wasn't even aware she had brought downstairs. It's positioned midair, telling me that Alice has probably taken a few pictures of Izi and me when we weren't looking.
"I like her," Alice mouths and I nod in understanding. Alice has never shared her opinion about any of my girlfriends, and knowing that she likes Izi, is good. Not that we need her approval but still, she's my sister and I want her to be able to get along with Izi.
"Evo nas kod nekih prijatelja," (We're at some friends' house) Izi explains to her mom. "Some friends?" I mouth to her and put my hand on my chest, feigning being hurt at her words. Izi giggles and winks at me then pats my cheek affectionately. "Sve u redu, ne brini… Vidimo se sutra... Aj bog." (Everything's ok, don't worry... I'll see you tomorrow... Ok, bye)
"Is everything ok?" I ask.
"Yeah, everything's good. The car won't start and my parents are visiting my mom's sister so they have to wait until tomorrow morning to call the mechanic. They just wanted to let me know that they're not coming home tonight. What time is it anyway?" She looks at her phone and gasps. "Midnight already? I guess it's time to go home."
"Why don't you stay here?" I blurt out. She looks at me wide eyed and shakes her head.
"I can't do that, Edward."
"Why not?" I almost sound like a petulant child.
"Because… I don't even know how to explain it without sounding like a complete moron."
I can imagine what she's afraid of. "Look, Izi," I say in a low voice and take her face between my hands. "I didn't ask you to stay for that. Nothing will happen that you're not comfortable with. We'll just sleep, I swear. I'm just not ready for you to go yet."
Izi runs a hand through my hair and shakes her head slightly. "Oh, Edward, that is the least of my worries, believe me." She pecks me on the lips. "The thing is that we live in a small community where everyone knows everyone. I don't care about me or my reputation but I care about my parents'. I don't want to be caught sneaking out of your house in the morning by some bored gossiper. And there are a lot of them, believe me. They are just waiting for some juicy rumors they can spread. Especially about the cop's daughter doing God knows what in a stranger's house."
"Your dad's a cop?" Oh shit.
"I didn't mention that, did I?" She smiles sheepishly. "Well… Anyway, I'd love to stay, Edward but… you know? Please tell me you understand."
"Hey, I get it, don't worry. I don't want you to get into any trouble because of me." I do understand but I'm not happy about it. I don't want her to go.
"Or you could pretend you've spent the night here because of me," Alice suggests. "and I'll drive you home in the morning. It'll look less suspicious. Roza can stay too if she wants to."
"I want," Roza confirms. "And I think Alice's idea isn't bad. Izi?"
Izi contemplates it for a few seconds then nods. "Ok, yeah."
"Thank you," I say and pull her to me, happy that I'll have her with me the whole night.
"It's settled then," my sister declares. "When do you guys have to get up?"
"I can sleep in, I don't work before two in the afternoon," Roza explains.
"I have to get up at seven, so no sleeping in for me." My girl pouts. "Can I borrow a shirt or something to sleep in, Edward?"
Izi in my shirt? Hell yes! "Sure thing, baby. Come on, let's find something for you."
I take her hand and lead her upstairs to my room. I open the drawer and take out a plain white shirt for her and a pair of boxer briefs for me, while she's looking for something in her bag.
"Can I take a quick shower?" she asks.
"Of course, you don't have to ask," I tell her and kiss her forehead. "Go ahead. I'll take one after you."
"Thanks." She kisses me sweetly before she disappears into the bathroom.
Holy shit! In just a few minutes I'll be sharing the bed with my girl. I hear the water running and my imagination is immediately running wild. Izi naked under the spray, her hands lathering up her body and…
"Edward," she calls my name, interrupting my thoughts. I'm at the bathroom door in record time.
"Yeah?" I strain my ear to hear what's going on on the other side.
She opens the door a crack and peaks outside. She's flushed from the shower and she never looked more beautiful to me. "I forgot my underwear on the bed. Do you mind bringing it to me?"
"Of course not." Why would I mind? At least I got to touch her panties. Gosh, I sound like a perv. A desperate one at that. I grab the garment quickly and hand it to her.
"Thanks. I'll be right out."
I wait patiently for her to finish and two minutes later she's standing in front of me in nothing but my shirt that reaches just under her nice butt. "It's all yours," she says, motioning to the bathroom. "I forgot to ask Alice for her shower gel or something so I used yours. Is that ok?"
"It's more than ok." I lean forward and breathe her in. Her scent mixed with my stuff is intoxicating and it makes me dangerously possessive. It's a new feeling for me. I've never felt proprietary towards anyone and Izi seems to constantly bring out things I've never felt before. "You smell good," I whisper and kiss her neck, cheek and lastly her full pink lips. "And you used my toothpaste too, I see."
"Yeah," she breathes, her eyes closed while I continue kissing her all over her face.
"Mmh, nice." I give her one more kiss before I turn her around by the shoulders. "Go on," I say and motion to the bed. "you can choose which side of the bed you want to sleep on, I don't care either way. I'll be back in a moment."
I take the quickest shower ever because I don't want to waste unnecessary time when I can spend it with my girl.
She's sitting propped up on the headboard when I emerge from the shower. Her shapely legs are crossed at the ankles, the hem of my shirt she's wearing is dangerously close at revealing what lies underneath and she's reading something on her phone. She is so engrossed in whatever it is that has her attention that she doesn't notice me until the bed dips next to her. Startled, she locks her phone and throws it next to her on the bed. A blush spreads all over her face and I wonder what caused her to look like a giant tomato.
"What were you reading there?" I ask curiously. I lie next to her, propping myself up on my arm, my head cradled in my palm.
"Nothing," she says, trying to act nonchalant but her still red face is a dead give away that it's not something she's willing to discuss or share with me. Something embarrassing maybe?
A scene from when Alice was sixteen and mom caught her reading steamy stories on a fanfiction site comes to mind. Alice's face was red for days, whenever she crossed paths with mom.
"Were you reading something naughty, baby?" Her eyes widen and I know I hit the nail on the head. "You were, weren't you?" I tease with a smirk. She's shaking her head vehemently while I scoot closer to her, my eyes intently on hers. Izi's a walking contradiction. While she's secure enough in herself to flirt with me and touch me like she did earlier this evening, she's now too shy to admit reading something erotic (if that's what it is) on her phone.
Izi's breathing quickens when I cage her in, holding myself up on either side of her hips. "Tell me what you were reading, baby," I whisper into her ear, distracting her by biting lightly on her lobe while I feel along the bed for her phone. Once I got it in my hand I plop back to my side and with a triumphant smile I hold up the device for her to see.
"No, Edward, give it back!" She launches herself at me to take it away but I'm quicker and hide it behind my back. "Not before you tell me what's made you blush so furiously."
Her hand sneekes behind my back but again I'm faster and retrieve it with my other hand. Izi huffs in annoyance and lies back down on her side of the bed. "Go ahead and read it. I don't care anymore." She crosses her arms and looks up at the ceiling, sighing heavily. Shit! Now my girl's mad at me. I hold out the phone for her to take. "Here," I whisper.
She turns her head and looks at the phone. Her gaze meets mine finally. "Did you look?" I shake my head.
"It's not worth it if it makes you mad at me." Her gaze is neutral, no expression whatsoever, when she reaches for her phone hesitantly. She unlocks it and puts in a pin code before she locks it again. Not a second later she waves her phone at me and smiles victoriously. "Ha! Gotcha!"
My mouth falls open and closes again several times. I have no words at how deftly she played me. "You little…" Izi is laughing so hard she has to hold her stomach.
"I'm… I'm sorry, Edward, but… but… your face," she says, gasping for air.
"You think this is funny?" Grinning, I cross the short distance to her and start tickling her side.
"No!" Giggling, she tries to wiggle her way out of my grasp. She's pretty strong and almost succeeds in her attempt and before I know it, I'm between her legs and have her pinned to the bed. Her laughter dies down slowly until she's only breathing like she's just ran a marathon.
"You like playing dirty, baby girl?" Her eyes narrow and her lips form a straight line. I'm pretty sure I went too far by lying on top of her without invitation and "accusing" her of using dirty tricks doesn't seem as funny to her as I thought it would.
But Izi contradicts my thoughts when she runs a foot along my leg and a smirk appears. "Nemaš ti pojma koliko," (You have no idea how much) she breathes and before I know it she pulls me down and kisses me.
For a second I'm motionless, too surprised at her action but when she starts to suck and lick my bottom lip instinct takes over. I weave my fingers in her dark tresses and press my mouth harder on hers. She moans and clutches at my shoulders, trying to bring us closer even though there's not even a millimeter of space left between us. My hand wanders down her side and hips, landing on the leg she's just used to demonstrate how she can turn me on with just one touch of her skin to mine. I lift it and hook it around my hip. I'm hard as a rock and judging by Izi's gasp she's noticed it. I detach myself from her lips and look at her to see if she's uncomfortable with this level of intimacy. Her lips are pressed together and her eyes are pinched closed, she looks like she's in pain. Not knowing what caused it I'm about to get up when she unexpectedly lifts her lower body to meet mine and moans quietly at the friction it causes. "Edward, please," she whispers with her eyes still shut.
"Please what, love?" I whisper back and caress her cheeks. She finally opens her eyes. They're dark and vulnerable and blazing with lust at the same time.
"Molin te," (Please) she repeats and shows me what she means and needs by repeating her previous action. It's my turn to groan at the contact.
Without taking my eyes off her I grind into her, our moans now filling the otherwise quiet space. "Is this what you want, baby?"
"God, yes," she moans. "Još. Jače," (More. Harder.) she begs and puts her hands on my ass, trying to get me closer while she's bucking into me. Matching her pace I try to give her what she needs - what I need - because, Jesus Christ, she's had me in a constant state of arousal from the moment I met her.
I lean down and once again claim her mouth. Our kiss is frantic, but it's not enough. "I need to feel you," she murmurs against my mouth.
"You're feeling me, baby." I kiss her mouth, her eyes, cheeks and press my erection harder against her center.
"No, I… I need you to touch me." She lifts her shirt - my shirt - over her head and throws it on the floor. I stare at her naked torso. Her breasts are perfect and her suntanned skin is a stark contrast to the paler outline of her bikini top. I wonder if it's the same with the bottom piece.
I gulp at the sight before me. "Touch me, Edward." Her voice is breathy and she sounds so needy; who am I to deny her? I circle a finger around her nipple a few times before I cup her breast and lean down to take her nipple into my mouth. Her hands are immediately in my hair, holding me in place while I suck and lick at her breast. I couldn't detach myself from this deliciousness even if I wanted to. Her deep moans go straight to my dick, making it ache with the desire for relief. I go back to kissing her deeply and press my erection into her as hard as I can. I don't know how much longer I can hold off, I'm so close already.
"Izi, baby, I'm…" the words come out muffled against her mouth.
"Tako san blizu," (I'm so close) she says, finishing my sentence. In a surprisingly swift move she has me on my back, straddling me. With her hands on my chest and her nails digging into my skin, she moves above me.
I'm momentarily shocked when she lets out an annoyed groan and stops. What the hell? Why did she stop?
"Fuck taking it slow," she almost growls and surprises me when she hops off me and gets rid of her panties, repeating the same with my boxers, and straddles me again.
"Izi, baby, what are you doing?" I ask, stunned. "I don't think this is a good idea." As much as I want to make love to her right now, I don't think it's wise.
"No, Edward, no sex. I just need to feel more of you." With her hands back on my chest for support she glides her warm wet pussy along my painfully hard cock. Her lips are parted and her eyes closed while she tries, with laboured breaths to hold a steady rhythm.
She's a goddess; sexy and alluring. Fuck, I'm a lucky bastard.
I feel like I'm not contributing enough. The sight of the sexy goddess atop me must have befuddled my brain. I finally do something by cupping her breasts and stroking her nipples a few times with my thumbs before I pinch them. "O, Bože!" (Oh, God!) she cries out and throws her head back, her long hair almost touching my thighs. Oh, she likes that. I'll have to remember.
I stopped moving since we changed positions, fearing I'll blow my load before she's even close to finishing. But it's for naught when her movements get faster and she warns me that she's so, so close. She reaches one hand behind her to gently massage my balls. "Shit!" I hiss, surprised, but it feels so good that I instantly grab her ass and hip to press her down and guide her even faster and harder over me.
"Jeben ti!" (Fuck!)" She speeds up her movements, the tip of my cock almost slipping inside her a few times.
"I know, baby, I know." I don't know what it is I know but who cares because I can't hold off any longer. I pinch her nipples one last time before she arches her back and screams my name. I'm right there with her, chanting "fuck, fuck, fuck" before I come so powerfully I think I'm going blind.
An exhausted Izi collapses on me, her rapid breaths fanning over my chest. I run one hand through her hair and the other along her back while I try to slow down my own breathing and heartbeat.
"That was…" Izi shakes her head and sighs.
"What?" I look down at her just when she lifts her head to look at me too.
"Amazing," she whispers and kisses the spot over my heart. She crosses her arms over my chest, and puts her chin on it, her eyes intently on mine. "I just wish…"
I caress her cheek and wait for her to continue.
"I wish we did it for real." The words are whispered but I hear them anyway.
I'm stunned at her words. "Where is this coming from, love?" She gives me a small smile and shrugs. "I mean, I didn't even expect for this to happen tonight much less anything else. And besides, we have all the time in the world."
"No, we don't and that's exactly it. You'll be gone, in what, four weeks? I will not be able to spend every night with you and… and…" It's the first time I've seen her so upset. Not even when she thought I had a girlfriend somewhere did she act like that.
"Hey, hey, it's ok, sweetheart," I assure her. "Look, even if we had decided to have sex tonight it wouldn't have happened." She looks at me confused. "I don't have any condoms here."
"Oh!" She smiles at me sheepishly.
"I'll buy condoms tomorrow if this is what you want but please, don't pressure yourself over sex. I'm perfectly content doing what we did just now. The only downside of this is the mess afterwards." I nod in the direction of said mess and wink at Izi.
Her nose wrinkles at my statement before she gets up slowly. "Well," she says grinning and holds out her hand for me to take. "Then we just have to take another shower now, don't we?"
A shower with Izi? Hell yes!
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Trešeta and briškula (in Italy known as tresetta and briscola) are popular card games and mostly played along the Croatian coastline. I didn't know about it until I moved to Izi's area.
Because of personal reasons I won't be able to write/update for a while, probably two to three weeks. I hope you guys will still be here when I get back.
Like always, thank you for reading.
Voli vas,
LunaBev