"No kiddin'" Tony has hardly spoken those words, when he pulls her closer and his lips are locked with hers again.
Both have no idea how long they've been standing there kissing. Angela breaks the kiss. "Are you sure Tony, absolutely sure?" The slight fear in her voice doesn't go unnoticed to Tony.
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life, Angela. I felt so lost without you and I don't ever want to feel that way again. You are where I belong." He pulls her closer to him again. "And this is where we belong." She finally looks up at him, their eyes lock. Through all the love and desire in her eyes, he still sees a hint of doubt in there. "Com'ere." He takes her hand and guides her to the couch. The sit down next to each other, but still looking at each other.
"I still can't believe you're really here." She softly caresses his face, she needs to make sure she isn't imagining this. All of a sudden she has a shocked look on her face. "Where's Samantha?"
"Sam?" Now Tony feel slightly confused.
"Yes, Sam.. your daughter.. the one who went out to Iowa to see you get this award." She caresses his hand holding his award. "Did you forget about her?"
"Oh yeah Sam." He chuckles. "No, no I didn't forget about her. I just.. you know bought one ticket to take the redeye out to Connecticut. Sam was thrilled with my decision to come back home." Angela can't help but smile when he calls Connecticut home. Tony sees the smile and feels butterflies flutter. She is his home, he knows it, now he just needs to make her believe it as well. "Angela, Connecticut isn't my home you know." There was that fear and confusion again.
"Oh?" She is biting her lower lip to prevent herself from crying.
"You are. I don't care where we live, as long as it's together, you and me." Her eyes smile before her lips do. "BUT!" Tony holds up a finger. "I want to do this right. I need to show you that I am here and I am not going anywhere anymore. And I promise you that I will convince of my sincerity of it all." He cups her face with both his hands. "God you are beautiful." He says gazing in to her dark pools.
All of a sudden Angela is aware that she is wearing her pink fluffy robe, a towel on her head and big, white, fluffy socks and starts blushing. "I'm wearing my robe Tony, my hair is up in a towel.." he places his thumb on her lips. "You look absolutely stunning. I love it when you are dressed to the tee Angela, but natural Angela.." He swallows. "With her natural scent." He licks his lips. "Is just perfection to me."
"Tony.." Her voice filled with emotions. "I.." she starts biting her lower lip again as emotions become to much for her.
He slowly removes the towel from her head with one hand as he watches her hair cascades over her shoulders. "Ravishing." He licks his lips again. His other still on her cheek, moves down to her neck, softly caressing it. He leans forward to kiss her soft lips again. "I've missed you Angela." He says when he moves to her cheek, then her jawline… "I've missed all of you so much." His lips find her ear as he softly sucks in her lobe. "The nights were so lonely.." moving down to her neck. "And so cold." Down to the hollow spot of her neck, knowing her soft spots. Angela grants him access to her neck as she throws her head back. His arousal is peaking, wondering if she is wearing anything underneath her robe or if she isn't. He slowly starts untying her robe.
"Tony wait!" knowing she isn't wearing anything. Her face is flushed.
"What? You didn't like it?" He quickly pulls back.
"As a matter of fact. I like it a bit too much." As her arousal is very clear to only her. "But I don't know when mother or Jonathan are coming home and to be honest…" She turns crimson. "I don't think either one of us wants them to find us doing what we are about to do.. on the couch in our living room."
Tony looks at her, his eyes filled with lust. "I'm willing to take that risk." She opens her mouth, but he puts his index finger on her lips. "But I know you're not." He pecks her lips again. "I've just missed you so much." His hand still playing with the belt of her robe. "I just want to unwrap you." He looks her in her eyes. "Like my little surprise."
Angela just blushes under his scrutiny. Then takes his hand off of the belt and gets up. He looks up at her. "Are you coming with me?"
"Gladly." As he jumps to his feet and follows her.
Angela makes her way up the stairs holding on to Tony's hand for dear life. They pass his former bedroom door, Angela looks at it and smiles. Finally they get to go to their room, the room Tony renovated or at least he tried to before she asked Joe to come back. The room he envisioned for them. She smiles at the memory of them sitting on the bedroom floor, Tony telling her why it was all worth it.
"Are we going in?" Tony's voice brought her back. She was standing just outside of their bedroom. ~Our bedroom.~ she smiles at the thought. "I just realised something." She says and turns around. "This will be the first time you will stay with me in our bedroom." She blushes and smiles.
~Our bedroom? Did she just say our bedroom?~ He smiles at her. "Our bedroom.. I like that. I like that a lot." He pushes her against the door, pinning her. She feels his arousal pressing against her and just smiles. "Yeah me too." She can't help herself, cups his face and kisses him. He wraps his arms around her waist as she opens the door behind her. Turning them both so her back is now to the inside of the door as he pins her again, she locks the door.
She leans her shoulders into the door, arching her back as his hands lean on her hips. He hisses at the sight of her. "Fuck.. Angela.. you look.." He sucks in his breathe as she slowly moves her hands towards the belt of her robe. Both her hands finding their way to the ends of the bow. Tony steps back and watches her every move, like a hawk watching its prey. She smiles at the anticipation she sees in his eyes but doesn't pull.
Tony feels frustration build up as she is still not pulling the cord. He looks up into her eyes.. he sees something he's never seen before in her eyes. She gives him the most mischievous look he has ever seen. "You playin' with me Angela?"
She licks her lower lip and then sucks it in. "Maybe."
He leans in, his hands to either side of her head against the door, his face about an inch away from hers. "Are we now?"
Angela releases her belt and moves to his tie, loosening it and pulling it out of his shirt. She gives him a wicked grin before tossing it to the ground. Then she tries to slide the jacket off of his shoulder. "This would go faster if you cooperate Tony." She huskily says. For a moment he obliges but his hands are quickly to the sides of her head again.
"Never knew you were such a tease Angela." He nuzzles into her neck. She pushes him back, so he has to stand up.
"No, no Tony, not yet. Be patient." She opens the first button to his dress shirt. "Patience is virtue." Another button. "And trust me.." she looks him straight in his eyes before opening the third button. "It will be worth the wait." She sees him swallow as she opens the fourth button. "I promise you." Fifth button. He just stares at her, as she pulls the ends of the shirt out of his pants. "Shirt needs to go Mr. Micelli." He allows her to take off his shirt. She softly titillates his arms, she's always loved his arms. He watches her fingers go along all the muscles, his muscles are flexing involuntary. She feels him shiver. "Are you willing to be patient?" He sighs.
"I don't know." He honestly replies. "I mean I want you so bad. Which I believe, is quite obvious." She follows his eyes down. His arousal is pitching a tent. She chuckles.
"Well.. him.." she looks down. "And you.." She looks up at him. "will both just have to very patient." She unbuckles his belt, opens the buttons and slides the zipper down. He pants immediately drop. She looks down and giggles as his pants lay at his ankles, his shoes still on. He quickly discards of his shoes and pants, realising he still has socks on, they follow soon after. Only wearing a tight undershirt and his underwear. "Now what?" He cockily says.
"Take that off." She pulls on the fabric of his undershirt. It hits the floor as soon as she spoke the words. She takes in his body, she had missed it, she has missed him. ~God he is perfect.~ is all she thinks as she leans back into the door again.
Her hands move to the belt of her robe again. "Let's even the playing field." Before he can register she pulls on the cord, the robe falls open and slides off of her shouldrs. She is only wearing a light pink, laced panties. She giggles at the expression on his face. "My eyes are up here Micelli." She teases.
"I know.. I've seen them.." He softly caresses her left breast. Her nipple immediately reacts to his touch. "I haven't seen them in a while though." He watches her skin crawl at his touch, still amazed that he has this effect on her body. "I haven't forgotten how beautiful you are, but seeing you in the flesh again.." He bends down and kisses her chest, then the tender soft spot between her breasts. "It does things to me Angela." His attention now on her right breast. "Nice things." As he flicks her nipple with his tongue.
Their lovemaking is slow, deliberate and very much needed and desired.
Tony spoons Angela, softly kissing her shoulder. "That's was.." he caresses her side and rests his hand on her stomach. "I've missed you so much."
Angela turns to face him, softly kissing along his jawline. "I've missed you too. I don't think I've ever made love like we just did Tony. It was out of this world."
Tony smirks. "It was, wasn't it. You were good.. very good."
"Only good?" Now Angela smirks back at him.
"You were more than good, you were excellent. You are excellence, I can't believe I was dumb enough to let you walk out of my life." Regret fills his eyes.
"Well Tony.. I can't believe I could walk out of your life. But I just knew.." she looks down at their hands, intertwined as always. "Tony I love you, I loved you back then.. it's just the life I was living.." Her voice cracks.
"Wasn't the life for you." Tony finishes the sentence. "I know. I see that now. I don't know why I didn't see it back then. I feel guilty for neglecting you, for not seeing how miserable you were."
"You were happy Tony. You were living the life you were meant to life. Teaching young minds, coaching young athletes and being taken care of by a woman." Her voice a mere whisper at the end.
"Whoa.. you really think I'm the type of guy that needs a woman to take of him?" He asks in surprise.
"I'm saying you're the type of man who deserves a woman to take care of him. You've always taken care of our family so much. You have always been so wonderful. And I'm not that type of woman. Well.. no I loved being able to take care of you, but I was missing me. I started to resent country living, missed the city life, the rush of the business I am in. I am sorry I can't be the woman you deserve." She was still looking down at their hands.
Tony lifts her chin as far so her eyes have to meet his. "I was happy, truly happy. I love teaching young minds and coaching young athletes.." A small smile forms. "And I loved being taken care of by not just any woman Angela." His stare intensifies. "I loved it because I was living with the love of my life. I loved having the privacy we had, I loved taking long walks in the corn field, getting frisky along the way. I loved making love to you in OUR bed, I loved waking up next to you even on days when you were cranky. I loved the food you learned to make. I loved your enthusiasm for bowling, knitting and painting… because I LOVE YOU." He sighs. "I've spend many long, cold night alone the last couple of months chastising myself for not seeing that you were putting on this act.. all because YOU wanted ME to be happy." A single tear escapes. "Angela how could I have been so blind to your needs." Angela is about to open her mouth. "Please don't tell me because I was so happy." Angela closes her mouth again. "I feel so selfish.. I stayed."
"I pressed you to stay Tony." She rebukes. "I didn't allow you to come back. I couldn't destroy your happiness. Because face it.. you were happy there."
"I was.. I truly was. But all that happiness faded away when you left." He looks at her in all earnest. "My happiness wasn't the job Angela. It was you, all of you. It felt so empty going to that apartment we once shared, the bed we made love in countless times. I started to resent my life there too." He caresses her cheek. "I don't ever want us to be apart again."
"Me neither." She says with a tear stained face and snuggles into him. She takes in his scent. "I've missed sleeping in your arms." She traces his arms. "I've always felt so protected and safe in them. Like nothing could ever hurt me."
"Nothing can or ever will, I've got you.. I'm here." Tony pulls her closer. With these final words, both fall into a deep sleep.
Tony wakes up first, he looks at his sleeping beauty. Her face is soft, her hair dishevelled by sleep and her breathing still deep. ~She looks so beautiful.~ He still can't believe he is there with her. They drifted apart during the night, but her hand still on his chest as she is turned to him and his hand still on her hip. Ever since she moved into his, no their, Iowa apartment, they had spent every night together, in each other's arms and always waking up still connected. Sometimes they were still holding hands, sometimes the legs were intertwined and other times her hand was on his chest or his hand was holding on to her breast. But there was contact.. always. ~God I've missed this, I've missed her.~ He realises something. ~I need you, like my heart needs to beat. This is where I belong, this is where she belongs. We are home.~ he thought.
"Penny for you thoughts." Angela asks as she stretches. "Morning handsome." She leans into his chest and kisses it. Tony automatically pulls her closer and kisses the top of her head.
"Morning gorgeous." He says into her hair.
"I've missed waking up like this." She says playing with the hairs on his chest. "More than I actually care to admit."
"Don't.." he softly brushes a strand of hair behind her ear. "I've missed this too. You body next to mine, warm and soft."
She looks up at him with the most endearing smile, freezing him in the spot. She crawls onto his chest to look him directly in his eyes. "You think I'm soft?" Her smile never leaving her face.
"Silk feels like sandpaper compared to your skin." His face serious and still Angela can't help but giggle.
"Thank you.." she tilts her head "I think." Her giggle now a laugh. Tony realises what he just said and laughs with her.
"You're welcome. Coffee?" He asks.
"I'd rather stay here cuddling, but.." she sits up and stretches again. Tony watches her every move as she still isn't wearing anything. "I guess we can't." She turns to him. "You see anything you like?" she flirtingly asks.
"We both do." Tony looks down and Angela's eyes follow his. Before she knows it, he has her pinned to the bed her arms above her head. "You drive me crazy.." he slowly moves his one free hand down and caresses her breast. Her immediate reaction is to push her upper body into his hand. "Seems I have the same effect on you." He raises his eyebrow at her.
"Let me go and find out." Her voice thick with desire.
"I will.." he bends down and kisses her neck, then slowly goes down just above her breast he stops and looks up, never removing his mouth off of her body. He teases her nipple with his tongue then softly starts sucking the skin of her breast.
"What are you doing Tony?" She says in shock. "Are you giving me a hickey?" She watches him look up, his eyes are dark with desire but there is a hint of teasing fun in them. He releases her skin and looks at the red mark he just made smiling proudly.
"I want everyone to see your mine. So I've marked you." He looks at her.
"Well no one will see it, as I will never want anyone else.. ever.. again." She resolutely says. "BUT.." He looks up in shock. "But what?"
"You've branded me. I am sure you have to go back to Iowa.. how will all these Iowa women know that you are mine? This hardly seems fair. You've branded me.." She looks him in his eyes. "I want to brand you too." Tony immediately releases her arms.
"Be my guest. I am all yours." He huskily says.
Angela sits up, scratching her nails over his chest. "Sit against the headboard." She orders. Tony obliges her, knowing what is about to happen. She straddles his lap and smiles lustfully.
This time they're not making love, this is the exact opposite. It's carnal. Teeth, tongues and hands are everywhere. When they reach their climax, both fall back panting.
Tony turns on his side, looking at her body. Her ivory skin red, his hickey standing proudly, teeth marks in her inner thighs and finger prints on her hips. Angela turns to her side and watches him. "Like the result Micelli?"
"I sure do." He caresses the hickey with his thumb. "I love knowing that this is there and only you and I know of it. Like our little secret."
Angela sees the scratches she's made on his chest, her eyes moving to the hickey she made on his body on the exact same spot he had given her a hickey. She caresses the spot. "Our secrets." She looks up at him. "I love you so much Tony." Tears fill her eyes. "I am so happy you came back to and for me." Tony caresses the tear that escapes her eye.
"There was never any doubt Angela. These last couple of months I was misery. I knew it, but was to stubborn to admit to it." A small smile cracks. "I am so happy you are willing to take me back."
"I was miserable without you, my love. I just couldn't let you.. you know.. kill your dream for me. And I was so afraid you'd might resent me if I would have asked you to come back for me."
"Sweetheart." Tony cups her face and looks her in the eyes. "Like I told you last night the only thing I resented was being without you. You have no idea how much I love you. I will spend forever proving you how much I love you." He presses a big kiss on her lips. "But for now.. shower and coffee?"
A smile breaks on her face. "Yes. You take a shower first." Tony gets up and walks towards the bathroom. Angela's eyes widen at the sight of his back. ~When did I scratch his back like that?~ she thinks seeing at least 20 scratches.
Tony turns and leans against the doorframe. "Angela?" There is some worry in his voice.
"Yes Tony?" Her voice mimicking the same worry.
"What will I wear?" He smiles.
"I am ahead of you there." She smiles. "You never took all your underwear and shirts with you. I can get you some. And.." Angela looks at her hands. "I took 1 sweater and one casual shirt when I left Iowa."
"You did?" A smile forms as she slowly starts to nod. "Was it the blue sweater?"
Angela looks at him. "Yes. And the grey, long-sleeved, fitted shirt."
Tony smiles. "I was missing both of them. But what about pants?"
"I haven't been in your room since you left this house. I can try to see if there are any pants there. But maybe we should go shopping, to get you something new. Maybe a nice pair of fitted jeans. That cup that cute tush of yours." She blushes while smiling. "You take a shower, I will be right back." Angela slips into her bathrobe and disappears.
Tony turns on the shower and gets under it. Angela quickly returns, laying out fresh underwear.
"Angela?" She turns towards his voice.
"Yes?"
"Did you find anything?" He asks popping his head out.
"Yes. I've found underwear, you actually still had 3 pairs of pants in your room and well I can give you the shirts, but I haven't washed them yet." Tony gives her a confusing look. "They smelled like you and.." She looks at her feet again. "This was one way of having you close to me." She can't hide the hurt in her eyes.
Tony cuts the water and grabs a towel. "I am so sorry I let you leave." He quickly dries himself. Then hugs her. "I should have never…" Angela puts her index finger to his mouth.
"Don't. You're here right now. That's all that matters to me." She pecks his lips. "I am so happy you are back, my love."
~That's the second time she calls me her love.~ he thinks as the butterflies flutter in his stomach. "You take a shower, beautiful. I will get dressed and start making coffee." All of sudden Tony remembers Mona and Jonathan. "Where are Mona and Jonathan?"
"I was wondering that last night too. I think mother went out on another date." She chuckles. "And well I forgot Jonathan asked if he could go to the movies with Steven. He stayed the night. I am expecting him back this morning though." She lets the robe fall from her shoulders and hangs it. Tony can't help but admire all the love marks he made on her body. Everyone on the marks will be hidden underneath her clothes. But both she and him will know that they're there. He watches her go into the shower as he quickly gets dressed.
He goes down and into the kitchen. "Ah my kitchen!" he whispers to himself as he starts brewing coffee, squeezing oranges and also making some waffles.
That's when the back door opens. "MOM!" Jonathan yells "I'm homeee." He looks around the kitchen and sees a smiling Tony. "Tony?" A big smile forms on his face.
"Hi buddy!"
"Tony!" He says in pure happiness while he hugs him.
"I've missed you too buddy!" Tony smiles.
"Don't get me wrong I am so happy to see you here.. but does this mean what I think it might mean? Or am I mistaken?" Jonathan anxiously asks.
"No buddy, you understand just fine." Tony smiles at him, Jonathan's face lights up.
"Does that mean that mom and you? You know.." he looks at his feet, Tony immediately sees the resemblance between mother and son. "Mom and you.." he moves his hands towards each other. "You know, are you getting back together?" He finally looks up, Tony sees a mixture of nerves and excitement in his eyes.
"I came back for your mother Jonathan. I was missing her way too much. I never should have let her leave alone." Tony looks at him. "I want to ask you something before your mom comes down."
"What is it?"
"I want your permission."
"My permission? For what?" Jonathan is slightly confused.
"I want to ask your mom to marry me again. Officially, like I want to ask her. She asked your father and last time she asked me. I want to ask her and I am asking you for your permission to ask."
"You don't really need my permission Tony." Jonathan smiles.
"I know. But you're the only close, male relative and her son. I would like to know if I have your blessing."
"You will always have my blessing Tony. Mom was miserable without you. Hence we were also kinda miserable. You make her happy and if she makes you happy, which I know she does, you've got my permission. I can't wait until I can finally call you my dad.. I mean stepdad." Jonathan shyly smiles.
Now Tony's face lights up. "Thank you son, it means a lot to me. And you can call me your dad. I will carry that name with pride." He takes Jonathan in a hug again. "Please don't tell you mom just. I want it to be a surprise."
"Thank you, that means a lot to me. Love you Tony."
"Love you too buddy."
That's when Angela walks in, seeing her two favourite men hugging.