Prisioner In Your Arms

By the morning, an excited family loaded their suitcases into a 4×4 jeep and embarked on their journey.

“Dad, let’s play ‘I Spy.”

“I don’t know that game.”

“I can teach you.”

“Perfect, let’s play.”

They played for most of the way. Bruno wanted his son to enjoy being a child, of course, he wanted him to be educated, but without losing the essence of his childhood.

Nicole listened to them, feeling happy about their interaction. Bruno was slowly regaining her affection, and that dormant love was gaining strength again. After a while, Santi fell asleep.

“You haven’t told us where we’re going.”

“We’re going to the Catskill Mountains region. You’ll love it. Right now, in autumn, it dresses up in a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors. The changing hues of the tree leaves shift from green to orange, red, and yellow, only to later transform into a golden brown. Trust me, it’s something worth seeing.”

Nicole watched him attentively, seeing how excited he was about this trip.

“We’ll start in Livingston Manor, a small town famous for something you’d least expect.”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Why?” Nicole felt very curious.

“Because of its bakery. Their cakes and cookies are truly unique.”

“I know someone who will love going to that place, without a doubt.”

“He had to take after me. When Dad used to bring me, he would hold a cake in each hand. Dad had to bring a box of cakes and cookies for everyone. Dante and I enjoyed it like you can’t imagine.”

“It’s great that you enjoyed your childhood alongside your brother.'”

-“A brother is completely indispensable, and I know Santi will think the same as me,” she said with a smile.

-“Oh no, sir, I understand what you mean, and it won’t happen, haha.”

-Bruno found her perceptiveness amusing.

-“Well, don’t doubt it because we’ve been very careful.”

-Bruno, that’s enough, haha. She blushed as certain memories came to her mind.

“You’ve turned red in the face, haha.”

-Her reactions filled him with tenderness.

When they arrived, before heading to the bakery, he took them to have some delicious sandwiches at a café. The place was completely full.

-People come here exclusively for these sandwiches, and the brewery is also famous. They serve beer in large bottles or pitchers.

Then they headed to Kingston in Ulster County.

“This was the first capital of New York in 1977. In the 17th and 18th centuries, it was colonized by the Dutch.” He fell silent when he turned and saw Nicole staring at him intently. – “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m just admiring my sexy tour guide. I don’t think anyone else has one like mine.”

“Haha, I know, I’m irresistible,” he said, giving a small fist bump to his chin in a gesture of self-assurance.

“And modest, too, haha.”

“Dad, could you carry me?” Santi approached him, lifting his little arms.

“Of course, champ, come here,” he lifted him up and placed him on his shoulders.

Nicole was amazed by the architecture of the place. Various Victorian-style houses could be seen, and small shops and galleries were scattered everywhere.

“In these towns, food goes from the farm to your table. It’s not like in the big city where everything is already processed.”

They walked for a while and later entered a famous restaurant in the town center.

“I recommend ordering the cod with potatoes and fruit; it’s their specialty. You can’t leave without trying it.”

“I want that, Mom,” Santi was truly hungry.

“Perfect, let’s try the cod,” exclaimed Nicole, then she took her son’s hand.

Bruno observed his family, realizing how much time he had lost with them due to his foolishness. Shelsy had left him so damaged that he made Nicole pay dearly for it.

Later, they headed to a beautiful cabin on the banks of the Rondout Creek, a tributary of the Hudson River.

It was a cabin built entirely with round cedar logs, spacious with two bedrooms. It had extensive gardens both in the back and front. They were always discreetly watched by several bodyguards at a certain distance. Bruno didn’t want Santi and Nicole to notice, so he rented the adjacent cabin for them, which was not too far away, separated by the gardens.

“Dad, you promised we would go camping. I thought we would stay in a tent,” the little one felt disappointed; it wasn’t the camping idea he had in mind.

“And we will, son. Tomorrow we’ll set up a tent in the backyard, okay?”

“Yay, it will be so much fun,” he clapped his little hands together and smiled.

Initially, Bruno had thought about going on a mountain hike and camping there, but it would be the ideal place for Sergio to harm them. So he changed his plans, feeling safer this way.

“In the morning, after breakfast, we’ll visit the old Dutch church. It was built in 1658. Then we’ll go to the Senate, where the first capital of New York was established. Later, before fishing, you can take photos on the dock and meet Mathilda.”

-“Who is Mathilda?” Nicole asked immediately.

-“She’s a very beautiful girl that every tourist should meet.”

-“Ahhh, okay,” she replied, sounding a bit serious.

-“That’s not true. Mathilda is the name of a steam tugboat built in 1898.”

-“Mom, your ears turned red.”

-“It’s because it’s a little hot, honey.”

-“Hahaha,” Bruno knew perfectly well why she had reacted that way. It amused him.

Later, Santi fell asleep, and they took him to his room. They both gave him a sweet and tender kiss on the forehead. Nicole covered him with a blanket, left a small lamp on, and they carefully exited the room, closing the door.

“He’s afraid of the dark. He sleeps peacefully with that little lamp on by his side.”

“Even in that, we’re similar. I’ve never liked darkness. That’s why the houses I’ve lived in are always well-lit, with bulbs and lamps everywhere.”

“I observe you and I observe my son. He has so much of you, even though you hadn’t met before. The same smile, the way he walks, the same gestures. It doesn’t even seem like he formed inside me; he’s totally a little Bruno.”

“Hahaha, everyone who sees us says the same thing. Yesterday at the gas station, while you were in the bathroom, two girls approached us and asked permission to carry Santi. I was about to refuse, but your son immediately reached out to them happily. He’s still very young, but I swear I felt like he was flirting with them.”

“Oh my God, as the old saying goes, ‘Like father, like son.'”

“You’re completely mistaken, miss. Since I met you, you’ve been the only one on my mind and in my heart, even though it took me a long time to admit it.”

“Oh really, and I’m supposed to believe you?”

“I’m completely serious.”

He replied as he approached her slowly. Nicole thought he looked like a predator about to capture its prey. She tried to turn around and move away, but he saw her intention and managed to catch her beforehand.

“Hold on, little bunny. You can’t escape from here. A great punishment awaits you for not believing in me.”

“Hahaha, no, Bruno, I’m serious. You haven’t shaved, don’t rub your rough beard against my neck, it tickles.”

“I’m sorry, it’s part of the punishment. These days here, we have to be committed. Santi needs a little sibling.”

Without realizing it, Nicole had fallen for him once again. She was completely in his arms.

He let her undress slowly, sucking her breasts with desire, pausing for a moment while gazing at her. He began to point at each part of her body with his finger.

“This part here, I love it,” he said as he slid his finger along her neck. “It’s my favorite part to kiss. This other part,” he passed his finger over her breasts, “well, this part tastes delicious. They’re big and round, they’re perfect.” He lowered his finger down the middle of her chest, until he reached her belly button. “I’m fascinated by this little one, it’s round and perfect, and this curve completely defines your figure. And this one, God! This one drives me crazy”

He said as he first ran his finger along the side of her waist and then slid it along her derriere, from the top of her back down to the start of her buttocks. “And these two, my goodness, uff they’re so big and perky that I drool every time I see them.”

He continued his journey down her legs, even tracing the outline of her feet, then slowly began to move back up. At that moment, Nicole’s breath was already ragged from passion and desire.

“This other part is what drives me insane,” he said as he inserted his finger into her and began to move it rhythmically, going in and out, while she felt that it was becoming harder to contain her moans.

“You’re so tight, I want you to feel that I’m not lying,”  he took one of his fingers and inserted it. “See, it’s hard not to want to be inside you, your insides are completely perfect.”

He undressed himself, asked her to turn around, and then possessed her. Nicole felt like she was floating, thousands of fireworks exploded inside her, this man gave her so much pleasure that she felt like he was going to kill her at any moment. She couldn’t help but smile at that comment, she laid her head on his chest, she truly loved him too much.