Gianni's Joy (The Unloved Wife)

I couldn't finish what I was saying because Gianni kissed me and is still kissing me. I think my heart might have stopped beating for a few seconds. Am I dreaming? I must be.  I've imagined for this day to come a hundred times. The first time we kissed was at the wedding ceremony and though that was my first kiss I know it wasn't the proper kiss. It was a peck. Sad. 



This kiss could've been gentler though. His tongue forced it's way into my mouth. I gasped. I tried to push him but he deepened the kiss even more. Then he let my lips go.



He was panting as I was.



I wanted to act angry because I think that's what normal women would do if they get kissed like that but  I've always imagined getting a kiss from him. So I wasn't able to . . 



Instead I asked "What did you do that for?" I was almost smiling.



"I'm just reminding you that you're married to me just in case you forgot. I don't want this to happen again while you're my wife you're not allowed to be around other men. I don't like other people touching what's mine so don't ever think of meeting up with him"