by K. L Mann
“Oh, we’re having fun!” I declare. “I’ll behave if you two actually have a couple of drinks, real drinks!” I smile big at them.
“We’ll see. We have to go. Arianna is nagging me to make sure you’re on time.” Gio grumbles.
Lorenzo pulls me into him as I start to head for the door and kisses my forehead. His lips feel like butter and he smells like firewood and orange.
“I’ll be looking in the shadows for you.” I whisper into his ear.
A smirk dances across his face and I smile back.
I sit in the back passenger seat, Gio is driving and Luca sits in the passenger seat in front of me.
“So, Gio. Are you going to make a move on Arianna at some point? Or just let her keep giving you puppy looks for the rest of your life?” I’m determined to have fun tonight; fun usually involves my sass making a debut.
Luca bursts into laughter and Gio glares at him.
“She’s twenty, and Lorenzo’s sister.” Gio grumbles.
“Yeah, and? I’m twenty–five and Lorenzo’s fiancé but you’ve fucked me twice.” I shrug.
Luca laughs even harder.
“It’s not gonna happen.” Gio rolls his eyes.
“We’ll see.” I mumble under my breath.
We pull up to club Lucifer at 8:55pm, perfectly on time. We don’t park, Gio parks directly in front of the entrance that has a line of people wrapping around the building. Luca opens my door and helps me out, Gio tosses the keys to one of the bouncers. He nods at him and takes the car away.
We walk in a set of glossy red doors and a few people in line grumble as we pass them. It’s loud but not overly crowded inside. The walls and ceilings are lined with different kinds of red lights that make the entire place look tinted dark blood red. There is a large bar in the center, a DJ in the corner and people dancing all around.
Gio leads the way and Luca walks closely behind me. We’re going up a flight of shiny clear stairs that look like an acid trip in this lighting. A man at the top of the stairs shakes Gio’s hand and lets us through a red rope barrier.
Arianna is sitting on a red leather couch holding a glass of champagne. She’s texting or doing something on her phone and doesn’t see me yet. She looks incredible in a dark colored dress that I think is black, it has sheer sleeves and a plunging neckline.
Gio is going to have a hard time being professional now.
“I’m here with my two babysitters!” I yell over the music.
“Oh my god!” She jumps in her seat. “Sorry I didn’t see you come in!” Arianna puts down her phone and throws her arms around me.
“It’s okay!” She lets me go. “I’ve never had a bachelorette party before, what are we supposed to do?”
“We drink too much, dance on pretty boys and regret it tomorrow!” Arianna smiles big at me.
“Sounds great!” I see Gio and Luca talking on a couch next to us, they aren’t within earshot though. “How do we get them to lay off so we can actually do all of that?”
“Easy. We don’t ask!” Arianna laughs and covers her mouth to conceal it, then points to someone walking toward us.
A woman in a short cocktail dress and a name badge that I can’t read brings us a tray of like fifteen different fruity looking shots. She smiles and then leaves back down stairs.
“Quick.” Arianna encourages. “Before they take them away.” She picks up two shots and takes one.
“Hell. Yes.” I do the same.
The first one is strong but bearable. I take another quickly, it tastes like coconut. We don’t take a minute to breathe and it’s exhilarating. Arianna tips back her fourth shot while I take my sixth.
We do this so quickly that Luca and Gio just notice and I can’t help but laugh.
“Fucking hell!” Luca yells over the music. I grab two more shots before he pulls away the tray and I give one to Arianna. We take them as fast as we can. “You drank twelve shots together in less than two minutes!” Luca
“To be fair, I took seven and she took five. Twelve makes us sound a little crazy don’t you think?”
“You are crazy!” Gio rubs his forehead.
“Take a shot and loosen up, grumpy!” I yell at them both. Arianna is giggling like crazy, she’s definitely a lightweight. “She probably shouldn’t have anymore.” I point and laugh at her.
“Neither of you should.” Luca takes a shot and hands one to Gio. Gio reluctantly swallows it. Luca takes the last one.
“We should dance.” I declare. Arianna’s face lights up.
“Yes!” She stands up a little wobbly but nothing too crazy. “We have to go downstairs and dance.” She grabs my hand.
“You’re insane if you think I’m going to let you two downstairs to grind on sketchy men.” Gio stands in our way.
“Not sketchy men.” I scoff. “I’ll dance with Luca and you can dance with Arianna.” I give him her hand and she doesn’t fight me. “See? This way, we’re following the rules.”
Arianna is smiling up at him from ear to ear batting her eyelashes hoping for a yes. He doesn’t look happy but it’s my fucking party, so he can deal with it.
“Three songs and then we come back here and chill the fuck out, got it?” Gio caves.
“Five.” I negotiate back.
“Fine.” Gio grumbles and leads Arianna downstairs.
I take Luca’s arm and we follow them; Luca actually seems sort of happy.
We make our way into a crowd of people dancing and stop when Gio does. Music I don’t understand is blaring too loudly but the beat is good. I look absolutely ridiculous dancing with Luca but he is actually smiling like he’s having fun. Gio on the other hand looks like he’s being stabbed every time Arianna touches him. And she touches him a lot.
I don’t grind on Luca, though I’m tempted to. He spins me around a few times, I don’t want to push my luck if Lorenzo actually is lurking around. Or embarrass him if someone sees us and says something. I’m starting to sweat and I need another drink when Gio says our time is up. Arianna and I both pout but he’s not budging.
How annoying.
We’re heading upstairs when I think I see Lorenzo across the room. It’s too far to be sure, but it looks like him. There’s a woman standing next to him holding a drink. He looks like he’s ignoring her.
“Is that Lorenzo?” I yell into Luca’s ear and point.
“Ah, hell.” He grumbles. “Yeah, I think so.”
I don’t keep walking up the stairs, I start to make my way over to him.
“Shit.” I hear Luca say. “Take Arianna, I’ll get Katherine!” He yells to Gio.
I can feel him pushing through the people behind me, but it’s too late. I make it to Lorenzo and see who the woman is.
Nicole is practically pressing herself into him.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” I yell and she turns around. She smirks at me like she’s happy to be caught.
She thinks I’m mad at him? This is the game she wants to play? Dumbest skank on the planet, is she mental?
“Oh look, it’s the psychopath!” She giggles. “You can’t exactly kill me here, and you’re unarmed, pity.” She fakes pouting.
Lorenzo’s eyes are on me, waiting. I feel Luca come up from behind me so I take my shot before I’m restrained. I swing and hit my fist directly into her jaw so hard that it hurts my wrist. Nicole falls backwards and I shake out my hand. She’s on the floor looking up at me, dazed.
I hear people in the crowd reacting and people back away, watching me.
I kneel down beside her.
“I don’t need a knife to take you out. Remember that cunt.” I spit at her and she starts to look like she’s coming back to reality.
People are starring as Lorenzo picks me up from the ground and throws me over his shoulders. His hand covers where my dress ends and he takes me away. He doesn’t say anything. I don’t see Luca.
People spread out as we walk by, like he’s parting the red sea.
Lorenzo se
ts me down on the sidewalk and I hit him on the shoulder.
“I wasn’t done!” I protest.
“I think she’d had enough.” He grumbles. “Let’s go.”
He grabs his keys from the bouncer that parked Gio’s car earlier. There’s an all-black Ferrari spider in front of us.
“What about Arianna?” I say walking with him reluctantly.
“Luca and Gio will take her home.” He opens my door for me and I have to tip my head down to get in. Lorenzo shuts his door behind him loudly and speeds off.
“Are you mad at me?”
“For which part?” He sounds mad at me.
“I did more than one thing wrong?” I frown.
“You took seven shots in like a minute.” He’s counting on his fingers. “You made Arianna dance with Gio, and then you decked someone in the middle of a club.” He counts his fingers and glares at me. “That’s three.” He puts his eye back on the road.
“First of all, do I look drunk?” I count on my fingers back at him. “Seven shots is child's play for me. Second, let Arianna have her crush, it’s sweet. And third, Nicole was fucking you with her eyes and millimeters from pressing her tits into you. She’s lucky all I did was hit her.” I hold three fingers up. “That’s three, justified.”
Silence fills the car.
“I like this car.” I say changing the subject.
“Yeah, it’s nice.” Lorenzo still sounds angry.
The tension is too much to handle.
I slide my seatbelt behind me and shift my hips in my seat toward him. Without warning I start pulling open his belt.
“What are you doing?” He asks like he doesn’t know.
I unbutton and then unzip his pants then reach under his boxers and start to stroke his cock to make it hard. I feel it swelling in my hand instantly.
“Making up for being naughty.” I whisper.
I pull out his cock as it starts throbbing in my hand, begging to be set free. I pull my torso over the center console and put my lips to the tip of my favorite cock. I kiss it playfully and lick circles around the top.
“I love your cock so much, Lorenzo” I plant more kisses up and down the shaft. “It’s so big and it always fills me up exactly right.”
I hold the base of it with one hand and wrap my lips around the tip and slide up and down, inching it further into my mouth with each stroke. I pull my lips away making a suction pop sound when his cock escapes my mouth.
“My mouth is yours Lorenzo, only yours.” I whisper before licking him from top to bottom and then returning to sucking.
I feel a hand push my head down further and a low groan. I let him push me harder into him and I open my mouth wider so he can hear the wet choking noises fill the car.
“That’s right.” He murmurs. “My mouth.”
I run a hand up his thigh and then gently stroke his balls while he fucks my face harder. I’m moaning through gags and breathing frantically through my nose. I’m so turned on I want to fuck him so badly; I want his cum to fill me up everywhere.
I stroke his balls faster and move my mouth on him harder than he’s making me. I want to taste him more as a salty bit of precum hits my tongue. I’m moving my tongue around wherever it will go and forcing myself to keep going despite my jaw starting to cramp.
“Fuck.” Lorenzo growls. “You want my cum that bad, huh?” His breathing is getting heavier. “Paying for your sins with acts of service, are you?”
I can’t respond with words but I nod my head as best as I can and suck eagerly. Lorenzo’s hand is brushing through my hair.
“Ah! Fuck.” Lorenzo moans, and sticky heat fills my mouth. I swallow it up, gagging a little as it hits my throat. “You’re such a good fucking whore when you want to be.” Lorenzo is petting my hair as I lick him clean.
“For you, yes sir.” I saunter as I put him back into place and zip him up then buckle his belt. “I’ve never done that before.” I admit. “I was scared you might crash at the end.” I giggle.
“You like the thrill of death.” Lorenzo reminds me.
“Sometimes.” I admit. “I didn’t used to be afraid of dying.” I huff. “When I told you to kill me today, I didn’t mean it. Because I realized, now if I die, I might never see you again. That scares me more than being dead.” I realize that I said that out loud and smack my hand over my mouth. “Forget I said that, apparently seven shots do affect me.” I force myself to look out the window, I can’t see his look at me.
Lorenzo doesn’t say anything but I can feel him looking at me.
We pull into the driveway and he parks out front.
“I don’t want to never see you again either.” Lorenzo murmurs before getting out of the car. My heart aches, it felt so real.
I hope he actually means that.
He opens my door for me and I can’t help myself. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him roughly. He kisses me back and shuts my door behind me. I run my palms down his chest and he grabs my hands to stop me.
“We need to go to bed. As much as I would love for round five to happen over the hood of this car, I have business tomorrow morning.”
I sigh.
“You always get so busy.”
“Well, I was free tomorrow until you punched Nicole and probably broke her jaw.” He rubs his head like he’s pained. “I’ll have to deal with that.
Now I feel bad.
“I’m sorry.” I frown. “I didn’t mean to make you have to deal with my violence.”
“It’ll be fine, Vincent will bitch and moan and get over it with some reminders about his place in the structure.”
“Can we at least sleep together? Since you’ll be gone in the morning?” I ask hopefully.
“You’re really pushing your exceptions lately.” He grumbles. “Fine, tonight you can sleep in my bed.”
“Yay!” I jump and then remember I’m wearing heels. I take them off of my feet and smile as my bare feet hit the pavement. “Let’s go!”
I run ahead of him to the front doors. Lorenzo follows me into the house and up the stairs. I stop at our bedroom floor.
“I need to shower.” I pout, remembering how sweaty I was earlier.
“That’s fine, I need to make a few phone calls.” Lorenzo kisses the side of my head and goes to his room.
I skip to my room and get undressed as soon as the door opens. My hand hurts as I pull off my dress and I wince. I shake it a few more times and then make my way to the shower. After I’m dry, I put on a white silk pajama set with high waisted shorts and a tight thin top.
I make my way across the hall and I hear voices in Lorenzo’s room.
“Yeah, Vincent is bugging out. He tried to call me when Gio didn’t pick up.” I think it’s Luca talking.
“Well, she broke her fucking jaw, can you blame him?” I think that’s Gio.
I hear a few mumbles before I let myself in the room, not caring whether I’m interrupting.
They’re talking about me anyways.
I jump when I walk in the door and see the four of them. Yes, four, Lorenzo’s dad is here.
“Oh, um, I can come back. Sorry.” I start to shut the door but Gio holds it open.
“You can stay.” Lorenzo’s voice is dark.
Reluctantly, I walk slightly inside of the door before Gio shuts it.
“How’s the hand, dear?” Lorenzo’s father chuckles, he’s sipping on something dark.
“It’s good.” I breathe a sigh of relief. “You’re not mad?”
“Mad?” He laughs again. “Gio’s father sent me the security footage!” He can’t stop laughing to finish his sentence. He’s nearly doubled over, chuckling.
“He’s been laughing at it for like ten minutes now.” Luca rubs his forehead and tries to hide a smirk.
“So, I’m not in trouble?”
“My dad was laughing just as hard.” Gio grumbles. “So no, no trouble.”
I feel strange standing in front of Lorenzo’s father in this outfit but he�
�s too busy laughing to really look me over.
“Alright.” He sighs. “I’ll go handle Vincent.” You kids have a good night.” Lorenzo smiles and shakes his head when he leaves the room.
I walk past Luca and Gio and jump into Lorenzo’s bed. They look at me funny.
“What?”
“You’re sleeping in here?” Luca’s mouth is open slightly in surprise.
“I’ve slept in here before.” I cross my arms and glare at him.
Don’t ruin this for me.
“And, they watched a movie today. The whole thing.” Gio tells him.
“No fucking way–” Luca starts.
“Time to go.” Lorenzo growls at them and forces them to leave.
“Someday, I’m going to figure out why things like this are so shocking to them.” I tease and tuck myself in. Lorenzo shuts off the lights.
“They know me well, that’s why.”
I see his shadow undress and my stomach flutters. I’m insatiable when it comes to him. His shadow starts to step into sweatpants.
“You should keep them off.” I whisper.
“Why is that?” He hasn’t pulled them all of the way up yet.
“No reason…” I lie. I wanted to ride him so badly in the car, while he was driving. “I mean… it doesn’t look like you have anything to do tomorrow now.” I shrug.
“You want more, do you?” Lorenzo drops his hold on his sweatpants and closes the gap between us. He’s hovering over my lips, waiting for my answers.
“I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanting more.” I place a hand on his chest and slowly slide it against his skin. “Kiss me, please.” I rasp, my mouth feels dry.
“Please?” Lorenzo smirks. “You’re using your manners… How nice.” He teases and then his lips are on mine. He’s not rushing into me like he usually does.
No, his lips are pushing against mine slowly and deep. His tongue slips into my mouth with purpose and my tongue responds to it. His hand brushes through my hair and his palm holds the side of my face, pulling me into him further. I’m lost in him and I can’t get enough.
His body pressed against mine and I feel his hardness poke my thigh. His lips leave mine momentarily while he slides my bottoms off of me. His warm, soft lips are back on mine in a second and I lock my fingers together behind his neck. I subtly wrap my legs around him, opening myself up. I want him so badly but I don’t want to stop kissing him, it feels too good.