Then, I stood up and rid myself of my pants.
I couldn't stand it a second longer. I had to be inside her. My cock wept for her warmth, and I ached for her touch against my back. I fell to her body, kissing her with a fury I’d never experienced before. And as she sucked on my lower lip, I gripped my cock. I felt her spread her legs as my tip caught between her wet pussy lips. I eased myself in slowly, feeling her walls cave around me. I grunted. I growled. I forced myself to go slow when all I wanted to do was bury myself deeply into her body.
And the feel of her shaking against me felt like heaven.
“Luca. Yes. Oh, go slow. S-s-s-slow. Like that.”
She was tight. Tighter than anything I’d ever experienced. And her juices dripped down my balls so effortlessly. Her legs locked around me. Her arms flew around my neck. She peppered my face with kisses as our hips slowly connected, feeling her walls adjust around me. Feeling her body spread for me as I sank deeply into her wetness.
Then, her nails raked down my back.
I pulled back and thrusted into her, listening as she groaned out. I kissed her neck. I sucked the skin of her glorious tits. And as I hovered over her, I rolled my hips solidly against hers. I swiveled my hips, raking my tight curls against her clit as her pussy jumped for me. She squeezed me perfectly, and the feeling of her nails rushing over my muscles made me growl out for more.
“Don’t you dare let go of me, Alianna.”
“Oh, Luca. Harder. Please.”
I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up, my cock still sheathed within her warmth. I knelt onto the bed, placing her head against the pillow as her hair fanned out. My eyes locked with hers as I slid one of her legs over my shoulder. And the way her eyes bulged made me grin as she gripped onto whatever she could find. Her hands fisted the sheets as I pounded into her. Those moans and whimpers that fell from her lips spurred me on. Her juices drenched my balls. They leaked down my thighs as her scent wrapped around my head. I was a maniac. An animal, taking what I wanted from a prey I’d had my eyes on for days.
And as her body arched into me, my face fell into the valley of her breasts.
“Luca. Yes. I’m so close. So close. You’re gonna make me come. You’re gonna make me come. You’re gonna--make--me--.”
“That’s it. Come for me, Alianna. Do it.”
I slammed into her one last time and her body began quivering. Her pussy milked my cock, pulling me deeper into her as I collapsed on top of her. She wrapped her arms around me, clinging to me as her nails left crescent marks behind. Buried deep within my skin as I kissed the soft excess of her tits. I fisted the sheets. I rutted against her with every thread of arousal that shot from the tip of my dick. And as her broken sounds of ecstasy filled my apartment, I collapsed against her. Fully.
Heaving for air as I felt her heart beating rapidly against my lips.
12
Alianna
The sounds of buzzing woke me up and one of my eyes peeled open. I felt something warm wrapped around me. Something strong. And as I moved closer to it, I felt something tighten around my waist. It wasn’t until I felt that soft stubble of his chin as he kissed my shoulder that I realized where I was. The smell of Luca overwhelmed me. The heat of his kiss made me shiver against him. I smiled as I turned over, taking in his sleeping form as my eyes danced along his face.
And all of it, backdropped by my phone continuously buzzing.
“Go away,” I murmured.
I pulled the covers over our naked bodies and sank back into him. I fell in and out of sleep, constantly brought to the surface by the never-ending phone calls I kept getting. Text messages I probably had. Voice message alerts I knew were waiting for me. But, I wanted to stay in this dreamscape with Luca just a little while longer.
So, in and out of sleep I went.
He felt so warm, and comforting. Inviting, and personal. I enjoyed the bubble we had that morning, where I’d wake up and find him softly snoring next to me. His morning breath against my face felt marvelous. Albeit, a bit stinky. But, whose wasn’t after some alcohol and french fries? I kissed the tip of his nose every time I woke up, then curled deeply into him every time I felt myself falling back asleep.
Then, when I opened my eyes yet again, I found Luca staring at me.
“Good morning, gorgeous,” he murmured, smiling.
I giggled. “Morning, handsome.”
He kissed my cheek, causing me to shiver as his leg trapped mine between his thighs. His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me close to his body as my fingertips ran along the stubble of his jawline. His deep brown eyes focused on me and his mangled dark brown hair called to me touched. I slid my hand over his cheek, listening to him sigh as I ran my hand through his hair. Slowly working out the knots as his eyes fell closed again.
“If you keep that up, I’ll go back to sleep,” he murmured.
“Wouldn’t be an issue with me,” I said, grinning.
He took my hand from his hair and brought it to his lips to kiss. I smiled as he pressed a kiss to each of my knuckles, then against the palm of my hand. I shivered at the warmth of his lips. Never in my life had I felt so cherished by someone. I felt like a prize to him. A delicate prize he wanted to do everything in his power to keep.
And while most women would have hated that, I adored it.
“Are you a coffee drinker?” I asked.
“You know I am. Are you?” Luca asked.
“I am, yes.”
“Well, since we’re both coffee drinkers and I have a percolator, I could make us a pot.”
“But that means you have to move,” I said, softly whining.
“Or, we could wake up with one another, if that’s your thing.”
He rolled me over onto my back and I felt his chiseled abs pressing against my stomach. I giggled before his lips captured mine, and every hair on my body stood on end. I spread my legs for him, feeling the thickness of his morning excitement pressing against my swollen pussy. I still ached from last night. Yet, I wanted more of him.
He kissed down my neck, only to stop at my breasts once I heard my phone vibrating again.
“Wow, what a mood killer,” I said, sighing.
He groaned. “Not just your phone, though. Mine’s been vibrating, too.”
“Probably my father and Giana hounding me about where I am.”
“And it’s probably your father on my end trying to figure out where the hell you are and how I can track you down this time.”
I rose up, capturing his eyes as I sat up against my elbows.
“Should we answer?” I asked.
He shrugged. “Your call on that one.”
“I mean, I kind of like the groove we’ve got going on right now,” I said, grinning.
He smiled. “Then, by all means, lean back.”
My head fell back to the pillow and his tongue lapped up my slit. I moaned as my back arched, pressing deeper into his lips. It didn’t take him any time for him to coax me to a high that had me gasping. Whimpering. Reaching for his hair to fist as I bucked against his lips. My legs slid over his shoulders and he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to his face. His stubble slid along my pussy lips. His tongue traced my clit with effortless need. Juices dripped down my ass crack as I gasped for more. Gasped for harder strokes. Gasped for him to make me come.
Then, that tightening coil in my gut exploded.
“Luca!” I exclaimed.
He growled into my pussy as his tongue ground into me. I shivered against him, my thighs quaking and my toes curling. My heels dug into his back. I tugged on his tendrils, wanting more of his tongue as his lips wrapped around my clit. I came for him once. Twice. Three times, since his tongue didn’t stop. My body cramped. My legs locked. I went silent as my jaw unhinged, my lungs burning for air as I spiraled into an endless abyss of darkness.
It wasn’t until my body finally collapsed, going weak against him, that his tongue pulled away.
But, not without
sucking on my pussy lips and cleaning me up, first.
“Wow, what a breakfast,” Luca said.
All I could do was answer him with a head nod, though.
“I think once you find your bearings, we need a shower. Yeah?” he asked.
And again, I nodded my head.
I felt him get up from the bed, and soon the smells of coffee filled the apartment. I pushed myself up, the room still tilting as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. The vibrating of my phone quickly fell into the background as I stood up, my body wobbling over to the bathroom door.
“Shower before coffee. Yeah,” I said softly.
Then, I stumbled my way into the bathroom.
It was tiny. He was right about that. But, the shower was oddly big for the space. I reached in and turned on the hottest water I could stand, hoping it would unlock my muscles enough to find my strength again. I stepped into the stream of water, feeling it batter my back. My head. My legs. I rinsed my hair out and shampooed it, hoping Luca’s stuff didn’t smell too manly.
And after running conditioner through my hair, I heard the bathroom door open.
“Yes?” I asked, giggling.
Luca didn’t answer me, though. He simply closed the bathroom door.
“Luca?” I asked.
I opened my eyes, watching the dark outline of his form appear against the shower curtain. His fingertips moved it to the side, and I saw his eyes slowly traveling down my body. He stepped in, his body strong and his muscles fluid. It was the first glance of him I’d gotten, unimpeded by our positions and the bed itself.
And oh, how strong his body was.
His rippling arms poured upward into a strong set of shoulders. His chest sat broadly against his torso, with a dip that led straight to the thick rings around his abs. Those pointers along his hips led my eyes straight to his cock. Which swung heavily between his legs. And the veins popping from his thighs made me lick my lips. Made me wonder what they’d feel like against my tongue.
“Like what you see?” he asked.
I didn’t get a chance to answer, though. Because his arms wrapped around me at lightning speed. He fisted my ass cheeks, picking me up off my feet. He pressed my back against the shower wall, our eyes locked and our bodies colliding. He reached down between us and grabbed his cock, then quickly, he sank it into my body.
It all happened so quickly that I couldn't contain myself.
“Holy fuck, yes. Luca, shit.”
“I’ll never get tired of hearing those sounds,” I growled.
His hands found mine and he threaded our fingers together. He pinned them above my head, thrusting into me as our hips connected. But, he didn’t stay there for long. He fucked me relentlessly against that shower wall, the steam enveloping us as conditioner dripped down the nape of my neck. He held me there, smashed between the tiles and his body, as he took what he wanted without a second thought.
And I was more than willing to give it to him.
“Luca. Luca. Luca. So good. You feel--so good.”
“Alianna. Your warmth--it does--some--shit!”
His hips snapped against mine, filling the shower with our sounds. I gasped for air as he drove into me, pushing electricity through my veins. My nipples puckered to painful peaks. Ready for release, just like my gut was. I felt that coil tightening. I felt my body already approaching its end. His thick dick slid against every glorious part of my pussy. Parts I couldn't even reach myself. My legs quivered around him. My pussy walls caved against his cock. He pounded into my body, time and time again. Sending my juices spraying against his body, only for the shower to wash clean.
“Luca, please!”
“My fucking pleasure,” he grunted.
His teeth sank into my shoulder as my pussy swallowed him whole. He swiveled his hips, teasing my sensitive clit while my legs quaked around him. I squeezed his hands. My body trembled violently as I lost control of my motions. Tears rushed my eyes while colors sizzled and died in my sight. With silver stars bursting as my body careened out of control.
“That’s it. Squeeze that cock, beautiful.”
“Luca,” I choked out.
My body gave way to him, again. My pussy milked his cock, feeling him spill yet against into me. Marking me as his own in ways I’d never let any other man mark me. I felt his teeth sinking deeper. I felt my body trembling harder. I bucked ravenously against him, spiraling out of control as darkness overtook my vision. It tunneled before everything fell black. I remembered nothing else except the blinding pleasure Luca afforded me.
And when I came to, I felt myself sitting in his lap. His hands running softly through my hair as he worked the conditioner out of it.
“Hey there. You okay?” he asked.
So softly. So sweetly. So… caring. Like he hadn’t just unleashed a deadly animal against my body three separate times.
“Yeah,” I said hoarsely.
He chuckled. “Well, I’m glad. You were out there for a bit.”
“Your fault.”
“Don’t hear you complaining, though.”
“Don’t have the energy,” I murmured.
“To complain? Or go again?”
I snickered. “Go again? Are you crazy?”
He laughed softly as he finished working the conditioner out of my tendrils. Then, he reached up and turned off the water. He picked me up in his arms, carrying me out of that shower. Making his way for the bed before he sat me on the edge. I felt limp. I felt weak. I felt unable to move without his help. I closed my eyes as a towel came down around my shoulders, wrapping me up twice over.
Then, a mug of coffee was thrust underneath my nose.
“Care for a cup?” Luca asked.
I snickered as I held out my hand, taking the mug against my palm.
“More like three, to recuperate from that,” I said.
“I’ll make you as many as you want, Alianna.”
And the care behind his words made my heart leap against my chest.
13
Luca
I sat on the edge of my bed beside Alianna as she sipped her coffee. I couldn't keep my eyes off her, but I forced myself to keep my hands off her. She looked positively exhausted, but she had a healthy flush to her skin. I grinned as I drank my first mug of black coffee down, listening as she sighed and moaned softly.
“Care for another cup?” I asked.
“Yes, please,” she said breathlessly.
I took her mug and went to pour us another drink, which gave me the perfect vantage point to watch her as she stood. Alianna wrapped that fluffy towel of mine around her body, and I got the best view of her soft curves before she covered herself up. Those long legs of hers slid into the slightest dip of her waist. Then, her waist blossomed outward into a perfect set of breasts that sat against broad, strong shoulders. Her features were dainty, but she had that Italian strength behind everything. Shoulders made for carrying the weight of the world and soft hips for carrying children.
Alianna was a vision. Her jet-black hair, dripping down her back even as it curled up on itself. Her piercing blue eyes that contrasted the rosy pout of her lips perfectly. Her trim arms, boasting of the smallest muscles I’d ever seen despite the breadth of her shoulders. And those fucking legs for days I could feel wrapped around me all day, all night, and all the next day.
I drew in a deep breath as I walked back over to her, handing her another cup of coffee. Then, I sat down next to her. My naked body drying in the air conditioning of my home while she sat next to me, wrapped up in a towel.
“You know that’s distracting, right?” she asked.
All I did, though, was look over at her and wink.
“Of course, you’d like that,” she said, snickering.
“I mean, what man doesn’t enjoy a beautiful woman casing him with her eyes?”
“I’m not casing you with anything.”
“I mean, not after you admit my body’s distracting to you,” I said, grinning.
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sp; She shook her head as she sipped her coffee, but I saw that playfulness returning. I kept fetching us coffee. Getting up, pouring more, and bringing it back. I did that until the entire pot was gone. Until all three of our massive mugs had been consumed. That was yet another thing to enjoy about her. Her fervent love of coffee that matched mine. But, our encounter was coming to a close. Much to my dismay
Because our fucking phones wouldn't stop vibrating.
Alianna sighed. “Guess we should get dressed.”
“Yep. We’ve got some music to face, if any of these calls are from your father,” I said.
“You leave my father to me. I won’t let you go down for something we willingly indulged in.”
I nodded my thanks, but I knew her efforts would be fruitless. At best, I’d be out of a job. Cast out, with my reputation around this city destroyed.
At worst?
Well, I didn’t want to entertain that idea just yet.
I plucked her mug of coffee from her palm and she stood to get dressed. I silently mourned the covering of such a perfect form. But, it was time. The microwave boasted of half past one. Which explained why the hell I was so fucking hungry. I put our mugs in the sink, next to the two whiskey glasses we’d had last night.
I smiled at the look of it. Two glasses. Two mugs of coffee.
Two people present in a space that usually only held one.
I could get used to this.
“Hey, Luca?” Alianna asked.
I turned around and found her fully dressed. Which disappointed me a little more than it should have.
“Yep?” I asked, making my way back for her.
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