I’ll Burn Anyone (The Challenge Night Series Book 2)

by K. L Mann

  Luca: Oh, you’re in for it now.

  Arianna: Good.

  I'm going to interrogate him later about what Marco told me, but I’m going to use sex as a coping mechanism first.

  I'm going to have to replace most of Katherine’s wardrobe before she comes back, because here I am sifting through it again. Looking for something sexy to make myself feel better. Gio is still flooding my mind, pissing me off, making me feel bad. He got drunk, alone, he doesn’t even like liquor. I’ve seen him get drunk as a competition with the guys, but essentially never any other time.

  Luckily, I find a black lingerie set that still has the tags on it. I wouldn’t be willing to borrow anything my brother has touched even remotely, gross. The lingerie set has those little thigh garter things that look ridiculously hot whenever I take pictures in them.

  It fits perfectly, including the bra, so it was probably just the wrong size and Katherine never had it returned. An hour doesn’t give me a lot of time, but I want this to be fun so I’m cleaning things up a bit. I make the bed, put my suitcase and purse into the closet and remember that there are candles in the bathroom.

  I pull out the container of scentless white thick candlesticks and start placing them all around the room. On the floor, on the nightstand, around the bed and whenever it looked pretty to fill in the gaps. It took a while lighting them, but the soft yellow glow that filled the dim room was incredibly sexy, making it well worth my time.

  Luca: I’ll be up in five minutes, Vito needs something.

  I giggle with anticipation reading it and take one last look in the mirror. I look so mature and seeing my body so wrapped up in black lace makes me tingle. I want to try something other than waiting awkwardly on the bed.

  I kneel down a few feet from my door, facing it, keeping my head down, waiting for my King to play with me. I’ve read about this before, women waiting at a doorstep, subserviently sitting quietly to please dominate men. Maybe I’ll have him kneel for me one day, but today I’m bowing down to Luca.

  My door latch clicks open and I can’t help but smile. I can’t see him, but I see his shoes and hear the deep breath that he sucks in when he sees me.

  “Look at you…” Luca saunters closer to me, bending over to lift my chin up with his fingers. “You didn’t actually touch yourself, did you?”

  Our eyes meet and the blueness of his consumes me, yet again.

  “No.” I can’t help but smile. “I just wanted you to get here faster, I figured it would be a good motivator,” I admit sheepishly.

  I missed him. I missed Luca. What is happening to me? Does he feel this too? It’s like there’s a thin tether connecting us and I don’t ever want it to snap. God, until yesterday I would have considered us enemies; frenemies at best and now I miss him after only hours without him.

  “Clever.” Luca moves his hand to the back of my neck, pulling me up to kiss me.

  My feet steady as I’m pulled onto them, he lifts me with the smallest ounce of effort making me feel weightless yet safe. His lips make me whimper as he pushes them harder into me. He tastes so goddamn good, always minty and fresh. I’m breathing frantically with excitement when he tilts my head to the side, moving his kisses to my neck.

  “Shit,” I rasp as his tongue flicks my ear. “That tingles, Luca”

  He chuckles, his breath dancing across my nape. “This?” he asks and licks my earlobe softly before nipping at it with his teeth.

  “Yes,” my response vibrates as I shiver, wrapping my arms around his waist, not wanting him to stop.

  Luca pulls my hand against the bulge in his pants. “You know, I had to finish up my work with this for an hour.”

  “Well, I had to wait for an hour…” I pull one of his hands on top of my panties. “This soaking wet, practically dripping really. It took so much willpower not to slip my fingers inside and rub and rub until I passed out of exhaustion.”

  Luca’s lips move to mine again and his hand cups me tighter where I placed it. My skin feels like it's on fire, but I never want the flames to be put out.

  “What game do you want to play today, princess?”

  “Something rough…” I rasp, moving my lips to his neck. “Do you have anything in mind?”

  “Rough?” Luca chuckles.

  “Tie me up or something, I don’t know,” I stammer, licking up his neck and nibbling on his jaw. “I just know that if you don’t fuck me hard and fast soon, I might pass out.”

  Luca takes my face into one of his hands and pulls my mouth off of him. His grip is tight, but it doesn’t hurt. He pulls my face to the side and exposes my ear for him to whisper into.

  “You want me to tie your little wrists up to the bed?”

  Tingles run through my body and my head spins. “Please,” is all I can make myself say, I’m completely wound up.

  “I love when you beg for me, princess,” Luca admits, picking me up by wrapping my legs around him.

  The journey to the bed is short and he drops me down on it, not setting me down lightly. It feels like such a rush when he rips off his belt and secures my hands above my head in a matter of seconds.

  “I love when you toss me around, making me feel completely powerless. Like I couldn’t escape even if I wanted to,” I admit.

  The word love shouldn’t be used like this, for such dirty admissions but I can’t stop thinking about all the things he does and feeling it. I love the way his hands skim my skin. I love the way his lips mend with mine and I love the way our bodies feed off of each other. Loving the way he makes me feel shouldn’t be allowed, and still, it’s the truth.

  “You couldn’t,” he promises, grinning wide as he finishes undressing himself.

  I couldn’t escape him, not likely if I died trying, but I wouldn’t admit that. Especially because I would never try to escape him.

  “I could scream for Vito like I’m being bloody murdered,” I argue, watching Luca climb into bed by my feet. He starts planting little kisses on top of each foot and working his way up, teasing me.

  “I dare you princess. He’d leave after he saw the pure bliss in your eyes.”

  “Maybe another time, I’d hate for him to accidentally shoot you before I come.”

  “Is that so?” Luca asks as his lips move into the deepest part of my thighs. My breath shakes, gasping as his tongue scrapes across my panties. I smile through my whimpered moan. “It would be a shame.”

  “You want it rough and hard, brat? Ask real nice for me...”

  “You’re too good at building this tension up, jerk. My pussy is literally aching for you.” I pout as his tongue teases me through my panties even more. “Please fuck me, fuck me like you’re angry with me. Fuck me so it hurts, but it hurts worse when you stop.”

  As my begging ends, Luca literally rips my panties instead of pulling them off or to the side. He shoves his rock-hard cock into me so fast my hips buck in shock. My arms jerk, making me hiss as I remember they are tied above my head. Luca pulls both of my legs up so that my ankles rest on his shoulders and thrusts deeper than I thought possible inside of me.

  A small scream catches in my throat. “Fuck, Luca.”

  “What was that? I couldn’t hear you,” he teases, continuing his attack. He slides his cock in and out of me so fast that I feel dizzy already. “Say it again for me baby, louder.”

  “I said–” a moan breaks my speech. “I said, fuck Luca!”

  “That’s it, princess, you’re doing so well. Taking my cock like a seasoned pro. Good. Fucking. Girl.”

  Heat courses through my veins as he compliments me. I feel like I can’t breathe fast enough. My head is rushing with dirty things to say, but I can’t make my mouth move. It just stays open letting unintelligible moans and raspy screams pour out.

  “Lost your train of thought, baby?” He smiles down at me, pumping into me like it’s his goddamn job. His hands slide up and down my legs like he's massaging them. “Heads a little empty when your pussy is so full, princess?”

/>   “I can’t think.” I admit through labored breath. “I’m so fucking close, but I feel so dizzy. You’re all consuming, babe.”

  Babe. Does that word feel right?

  Shit, everything he does feels right, who cares what I call him.

  “Just ride it out princess, look at me. Look at me fucking you rough just like you asked, keep your eyes on mine and come as hard as you can on my cock, baby.”

  That does it, that pushes me so far off the fucking ledge there is no coming back. My toes curl and my back arches but his cock doesn't give up, and all of the pressure builds at once. Luca drops one of my legs and grabs my mouth with a heavy hand, covering it to keep me quiet. His face is inches from mine and we’re staring at each other until I can’t help but blink. I’m screaming muffled moans into his hand when I finally feel his warmth meet mine. His thrusts slow down and the only thing I can hear is my heart thumping so loudly that I can feel it in my ears.

  We’re both sweating. I did absolutely no work, but I’m completely exhausted as he unties my arms. They fall limb around me and Luca lays down at my side, attempting to slow down his own heart rate. Minutes after our sexscapades have died down, we just continue to lay, staring at each other.

  I don’t want to ruin this. This energy we have stirring between us is like a drug. His blue eyes are slowly becoming a weakness of mine. He shouldn’t have so much power over me after this short of a time. When I’m with him, I don’t think about Gio. I mean I do, but not in a longing way. I’m not sad. He makes me feel better.

  Though I don’t want to ruin the moment, I have questions that can’t go unanswered.

  Now is my chance.

  “So, Marco told me something interesting today.” I raise an eyebrow at Luca, wrapping my feet into his.

  “Of course he did.” Luca smirks like he's nervous. “Well, what did he have to say?”

  “He thinks the reason that Lorenzo won’t let me be with either of you, is because you’ve all had sex with women at the same time before… like a lot.”

  “Either of us?” Luca raises a suspicious eyebrow at me. “I wasn’t aware I was in the running for your heart, princess.” Luca jokes, making me sweat.

  “You know what I mean.” I grimace. “So it’s true then, you guys… do that?”

  “We’ve done that, yes. I don’t know if that’s the reason Lorenzo wouldn’t want you with either of us, but it’s probably a factor. He knows what we like… how fucked up we can be.” Luca shrugs causally.

  I’d argue that none of these men know how fucked up I can be. Why do they all assume that I’m so good? Why can’t I be wicked as well? Why do I have to be the princess?

  “What if I’m just as fucked up?” I retort.

  “I’ve been taking it easy on you, princess. There’s another side that you won’t get to see.” Luca tells me like he has already decided. Decided to hold back and suppress the darker part of himself when it comes to me. I don’t know whether to be honored or insulted.

  Right now, I’m leaning toward being a bit insulted. I’m so much more capable than they give me credit for and it’s beginning to become irritating.

  “Is that why Gio won’t be with me? The darker side?”

  “I’m not sure entirely.” Luca pauses like he’s thinking. “If Gio is what you want… I’ll help you get him.” Luca says this like it’s painful for him.

  He’s offering to help me complete an impossible task at his own expense. This is the moment that I discover how truly amazing he is.

  “Why would you do that?”

  “He’s my brother.”

  “What if I want you instead?” The words just fall out of my mouth.

  “I can’t be second best, baby. If you really want me, I’ll be yours, all you have to do is ask.” My heart flutters, will he truly be mine if I asked? “But I don’t want to have you, knowing you’re thinking of him. So, if you still have feelings for Gio, I’ll help you.”

  I can’t help but kiss this man, pulling him in as tight as I can. No one has ever said such a selfless thing to me. Luca wants me, in his own strange way he’s proving it by helping me. Even if it means he loses.

  I don’t deserve his help.

  “I wish I could just pick you right now, I wish I didn’t even have to think about it Luca. You deserve better than me. I can’t believe I ever thought you were a jerk.”

  “There isn’t better than you, princess.” He smiles and wipes a piece of hair from my mouth.

  We fall asleep together without exchanging any more words, just a few soft touches and glances at each other. He snores, but not loudly, softly like his breathing crackles as he sleeps. I sort of like it, it’s like he’s a white noise machine, that snuggles me tightly.

  It’s noon when I finally wake up.

  I’ve been sleeping in like crazy since being here. I think I’m finally able to relax. I feel safer here than on campus. There’s no noise in the hallways at night and no footsteps above me, it’s quiet. Luca isn’t still in bed with me of course, but there’s another note for me.

  “Business meetings are going to go late today. Caterina is coming by to make lunch though. She says she couldn’t sleep at night knowing how much takeout we’ve been eating without her. Be good, please.

  –Jerk.”

  It surprises me how well his penmanship is done. He’s not the type of guy you expect to have good handwriting. I like his notes though, I stash this one away with the other.

  Arianna: I suppose I’ll be good, since you asked nicely. Maybe I’ll send some pictures later though, to make your business meetings… harder. –Brat

  Luca: I think teasing is one of your biggest kinks, and it’s tortuous.

  Arianna: Show me your biggest kink, tonight.

  Luca: You asked for it. Go eat lunch princess, you’ll need your energy.

  Arianna: Okay, I will, your majesty.

  I didn’t even notice my missed message until I finished giggling about my conversation with Luca. I have a text from Gio, he sent it at 2:45am.

  Gio: Why?

  Arianna: Was that meant for me?

  I don’t know what to think of his message. It could have been for me, or someone else. He could be asking why I stopped waiting, or why I slept with Luca. He could also have been drunk out of his mind like before, so I’m not sure what to think.

  He doesn’t respond yet and I need to get dressed for lunch. Caterina always cooks something delicious and I like talking to her.

  An hour after crawling out of bed, I’m showered, I’m dressed, and ready to head downstairs. I kept it simple with a pink skirt, white soft sweater and white tennis shoes. The front pieces of my hair are pinned back into my curled locks.

  The smell from the kitchen hits my face as soon as I make it to the foyer. Chicken? I think. Vito is sitting at the counter facing Caterina who sees me as soon as I walk in. Her face lights up like she’s happy to see me.

  “Arianna Vitale!” She beams, making her way around the counter. “You look amazing!” Caterina wraps her arms around me and squeezes, I hug her back just as tight. I’ve known her for like six years now, she’s always been nice.

  It’s only been a few months since I had seen her last, but it feels longer.

  “I’ve missed you.” I tell her as she pulls away from my grasp.

  “I’ve missed you too! You look different, like you’re very happy today.” She smiles and makes her way around the counter, grabbing me a plate. “Sit down, tell me about it, please.”

  I take a seat next to Vito and grab a bottle of juice from the middle of the counter.

  “You sure you want to hear about it?” I laugh, taking a sip. “It’s kind of… well, insane actually, I’ve been swimming into uncharted waters.”

  “What have you been up to, crazy girl?” Caterina laughs, giving me a suspicious eyebrow.

  I glance at Vito nervously, but remember where his loyalties lie. He works for Lorenzo, but Lorenzo works for my dad. Therefore, my secrets are his
secrets unless my dad asks, which he won’t. Plus, he’s too polite to embarrass me by telling Lorenzo anything.

  “Um, well I kind of have this thing.” I clear my throat and think about how to word my admission. “With Luca…”

  Vito nearly chokes on his food and Caterina’s eyes almost pop out of her head. Both of them look at me like they’ve seen a ghost. So at least I know Vito didn’t hear us the past few nights.

  “Luca?” Caterina finally asks. “I had always thought you had a crush on Gio.”

  “See, like I said, kind of insane.”

  Caterina passes me a plate of chicken salad with some pasta on the side that looks absolutely to die for.

  “Lorenzo doesn’t know of course…” I warn. “But, Gio does. That’s why he’s not here, he freaked out and left early Sunday morning. Vito had to go find him, drunk off of his ass apparently. Speaking of…” I turn to Vito, but before I can ask, he stops me.

  “I’m not supposed to tell you anything about where he is or how he is, sorry kid.”

  Kid. Vito only calls me a kid once and awhile and I’m not sure that I like it. Though, I like him so I never complain. I don’t like that he’s been told not to update me though, probably by Gio directly.

  I frown and take a bite of my salad. I’m so glad it’s not pizza or steak again.

  “Well, these boys have always been nothing but trouble.” Caterina tsks, shaking her head. “I’m glad Luca has made you smile though. You are always happy but this happiness feels so much more real.”

  “I’m happy to be somewhere that people actually talk to me.” I smile, feeling grateful for normal interactions. “What about you Caterina? Any special men finally put you on lock?” I giggle, as I ask.

  “I wouldn’t have the time for that, silly girl.”

  “Vito is single and always here.” I shrug, trying to hide my smile.

  They both look at me again like I’m crazy and I can’t help but laugh. They’re both here every single day, they’re both hot and single and around the same age. So, why not?

  “Why do you assume I’m single?” Vito questions my confidence in his relationship status.