AVA TROCELLI P.O.V
We've been married for two weeks now but Marcello and I were yet to conclude what we started on the night of charity ball.
Much of our time had been gone with me attending a high class social tea party and Marcello with his business. By the time we get home late at night, we were so tired we just fell into each other's arms and cuddle until we drifted off to sleep.
The most we managed was some heavy kissing and touching and it was mainly beacuse of me. Marcello seemed to have gotten a grip on his self control and was intent on not pressuring me until I was ready.
I felt uncomfortable saying the words out loud that I used my body to do more than suggest. Sometimes I straddle him and sat on his lap when I was just in my pantries and a thin tank top without any bra pre
