by Unknown
“Hey... not my fault. It's the only apron that Jack owns."
Tammy looked from Gianni to Luca. He was seriously mean-mugging the hell out of him. Tammy burst into laughter. She left Luca's side and walked over to Gianni, stood on her toes, and blew on his cheek. Now it was Gianni who was cracking up. And when Luca walked over and pulled Tammy back to his side, Gianni's laughter had him practically heaving.
Tammy, ready to put the smile back on Luca's face, placed her head against his chest and ran her hand over his tight abs. Luca threw an arm around her and kissed the top of her head.
"Gianni, did you do all the cooking?" Tammy asked.
"I did," he responded with a nod, finally recovered from his fit of laughter.
"Wow, I'm really looking forward to dinner," Tammy said, looking up at Luca. "Thank you."
"What the hell are you thanking him for? I'm the one that did all the cooking."
"Vattene!"
"Fine! Enjoy your dinner," he grumbled, before disappearing down the stairs.
Luca released Tammy and pulled out a chair.
"Sit."
Tammy sat, as instructed, and allowed Luca to tuck her under the table. He took a seat across from her and reached for her hand. Natasha happily placed her hand in his. She looked him in the eyes and whispered, "Luca, everything is so beautiful."
"Yes, everything," he responded seductively.
This was already the best date that Tammy had ever been on. But things got really interesting when Natasha appeared, dressed like a waitress, carrying a bottle of red wine.
"Giuseppe Quintarelli Amarone, 1983," Natasha announced, as she poured a small amount into Luca's glass. As she stood by, waiting for his approval, Natasha looked over at Tammy and winked. Luca signaled his approval. Natasha nodded and filled both of their glasses.
"Thank you," Tammy mouthed when Natasha was done.
Natasha smiled and disappeared down the stairs. Soft jazz began to play from small speakers in the gazebo. A woman, with a beautiful voice, was singing in French about a new and beautiful love.
"To you," Luca said, raising his glass for a toast.
"Me? No."
"Yes, you. I want to toast to your beauty and independence; even your stubbornness. Which, by the way, drives me crazy. I like you, Tamara. This, I would like to drink to."
"In that case, cheers," Tammy chuckled, raising her glass.
She took a sip and savored the delicious flavor of a wine that, surely, she couldn't afford.
"I'm sorry about your employment situation. I know that you have David to look after. May I ask a question?"
Tammy placed her glass on the table.
"Shoot."
"Who Is David's father? Is he White?"
The question threw Tammy off guard. No one had ever been bold enough to ask.
"Well, I ask because David looks biracial."
She swallowed hard, knowing that she would soon be having this conversation. She didn't talk much about Javier, and no one ever pushed her to. But she knew that Luca would eventually ask.
"Javier Medina," she said in a tiny voice. "His name was Javier and he was Bolivian."
"Where is he? Are he and David close?"
Tammy took a moment to decide whether she wanted to have a discussion about Javier with Luca. With the exception of David, she hadn't talked about him with anyone in years. She looked away from Luca and fought back the tears that threatened to fall. She took a cleansing breath, exhaled, and decided.
"Javier and I met when we were in elementary school, and we were high school sweethearts. I got pregnant after high school, so we planned to get married."
Tammy was no longer able to stop the tear that traveled down her cheek. Luca reached across the table and wiped the tear from her face. He grabbed her hand and held it gently.
"Tammy, I'm sorry. You don't have to talk about him," he whispered.
"It's ok."
"Back then, we lived in Englewood. That's a neighborhood on the south side."
"Of Chicago or New Orleans?" he asked, unfamiliar with the names of neighborhoods in America.
"Here. We moved here when I was nine."
“Okay."
"Well... Englewood isn't a very safe area. There were a lot of drug and gang wars going on. One day we were walking down the street, and we got caught in the middle of a shootout between two rival gangs."
Tammy's tears were now flowing freely. She swiped them away, took a deep breath, and continued.
"He covered my body with his own. He died on top of me," she hiccupped.
Now outright crying, Tammy covered her face with her hands, hoping to erase the image of Javier's bloody body from her mind. She could feel Luca’s arms around her as she wept into her hands.
"It's okay. I'm here," he whispered. "He died in order to save you; a worthy death."
Tammy wiped her face and worked to regulate her breathing. Luca got down on one knee in front of her and used a napkin to clean her face. When he kissed her nose, Tammy smiled.
"I must look a mess," Tammy chuckled nervously, taking the napkin from Luca.
"Vous estes la femme la plus belle que j'ai jamais vue," he reassured.
Luca could have called her beautiful in French, English, or Italian, but she knew that she was looking rough.
"Et, vous etes un beau menteur," she teased.
"I may be a lot of things, donna, but a liar is not one of them. Now, drink your wine," he ordered, as he took his seat.
Tammy happily submitted. She grabbed her glass and knocked back the rest of the delicious libation, grateful that the mood had lightened. Luca was pouring more wine into her glass when Victoria approached them carrying two plates. She placed one in front of each of them.
"Spinach salad with grilled salmon, splashed with a strawberry vinaigrette," she announced before walking away.
"Wow, you got the whole family involved. How'd you do it?"
"I can be very persuasive."
"Tell me about it," she mumbled under her breath.
For almost an hour, they laughed and talked about better things. Between Gianni's incredible rack of lamb, and the great conversation that they were having, everything was perfect. And by the time that they finished their second bottle of wine, Tammy had agreed to give Luca a private dance for his birthday, which he claimed was at midnight.
Tammy was cracking up at Luca's attempt at a joke when Jack approached the table.
"Wow, he got you too? Luca must have dirt on all of you," Tammy joked.
"No, he just really needed our help," Jack snickered.
"Did you want something, Jack?"
"Yes. Whenever you're ready, dessert will be served in the pool house."
Jack disappeared down the stairs. Luca stood and held his hand out for Tammy. She took his hand and allowed him to help her down the stairs. They walked around the outdoor pool and went into the pool house.
Once inside, Tammy actually stumbled. There were at least five vases filled with beautiful Sicilian Honey lilies. There was champagne being chilled and chocolate covered strawberries. The room was lit by candles. It was so romantic that it had to have been decorated by someone in love. Tammy walked over to the sofa, in awe of the amazing transformation of the pool house.
"Wow, Luca," Tammy whispered, breathlessly. "This is incredibly romantic and incredibly presumptuous."
"Well don't look at me. You know that I didn't do this. Maybe your friends are trying to tell you something," he teased, with a smirk.
Luca popped the cork and poured champagne into Tammy's glass, before pouring his own.
"I have an offer for you," he said, as he passed her the glass.
"This should be interesting."
"Well, since I got you fired, I'd like to make an investment into your dress making."
"No."
"No?"
"Yes, no. I make my own way. I don't need a handout from you or anyone else."
"Handout my ass. You told me about the m
oney that you have saved, remember? Trust me you'll be using every penny of it to get this business off the ground. Tammy, I invest in a lot of startups, and I've seen your beautiful designs. Together, we could do big things. We'd be partners."
Tammy was listening to his pitch and contemplating his offer when his lips lightly touched her neck. And when his tongue glided up her throat, Tammy would have said yes to anything that he requested.
"Tell me that you'll consider my offer," he commanded as cupped her breast.
"Say yes," he coaxed. "Say it."
"Yes."
"Say it again," he growled against her neck.
"Yes, Luca. Yes," she purred.
"Bene."
Luca pulled away and reached his glass of champagne. His smirk was proof that he had just intentionally used his power of seduction against her.
"Dog," she muttered.
"Woof!"
Tammy rolled her eyes and picked up her glass.
"To partnership," he proposed, before taking a sip.
Tammy laughed and sipped from her own glass.
Two bottles of wine, a half bottle of champagne, and an extremely flirtatious dialog had Tammy in a state of euphoria. She was really enjoying the time that she was spending with Luca. Since he was normally very serious, she loved hearing him laugh. She couldn't imagine that it was something that he did often. Seeing him relax and shed his tough exterior, somehow, made Tammy feel closer to him.
Luca stood and pulled Tammy to her feet.
"Come with me."
Tammy followed Luca through the pool house, into a small bedroom that was also lit by a candle. He led her to the foot of the bed. And before she could protest (not that she would have), he unzipped her dress and slowly peeled it down her body. As Luca circled Tammy, she was grateful for her choice in undergarments. Her D-cups were covered by a lacy, bronze colored, bra, which she matched with boy-shorts. When Luca's predatory circle was complete, he stood in front of her and caressed her face. Luca lowered his mouth to hers, and he kissed her with a hunger that caused Tammy's legs to quiver. She wrapped her arms around his waist, needing the support. Luca's hands moved from her face, over her shoulders, and around her back. He detached the clamp of her bra and stood back, severing their connection. Tammy whimpered from the loss of his sensual mouth. Luca ran his thumbs over her stiff nipples before slowly sliding the straps of her bra down her arms. He never took his eyes away from her breasts, and her nipples seemed to harden under his scrutiny.
"Cosi bella," he whispered. "So beautiful."
Luca caressed her breasts and fondled her nipples, creating a direct line of pleasure to her center. Her pussy throbbed, and she was so wet that her panties were fused to her core. Luca nudged her to sit at the foot of the bed. He lowered to his knees and positioned himself between her legs. He tugged at her panties and Tammy eagerly lifted her bottom to help him remove the barrier. He wasted no time pushing her legs apart and sucking her clit between his lips. Tammy's head was spinning from the initial connection. The loud moan that escaped her lips was like a start button for Luca. He flicked at her clit with the determination of a man on a mission. And when he swiped her entire pussy, collecting the proof of her arousal, she could hear his moans. The sounds coming from him were a clear indication of his own pleasure. Luca encased her hardened bud between his lip and a performed a vacuum-like suction that caused Tammy to scream out loud. Her head fell back against the bed, and she clutched the comforter, as if it was her lifeline. Luca reached up and pinched her nipple between his fingers. The pressure to her nipple, and the tongue lashing that Luca was giving her sent her into blissful oblivion. She was panting uncontrollably, trying to climb the bed. But Luca wouldn't allow it. With his other hand, he grabbed her hip and locked her in place. Explosion was imminent. And she did, in fact, explode.
"Aghhhhh!” Tammy cried out as she came. “Mmmm, Luca! Yessss!"
As wave after wave of pleasure struck Tammy, she worked to control her breathing. And every time Luca's tongue touched her throbbing button, her body jerked violently. She pushed at Luca's head, in an attempt to escape, but he insisted on licking her through her orgasm. And when it finally subsided, Luca climbed her body and ravaged Tammy's mouth, allowing her to taste herself. Their tongues lustfully wrestled, until Luca sucked her bottom lip and pulled way.
"So good," he moaned.
Tammy traced Luca's lips with her finger, amazed by the unadulterated pleasure that such a pretty mouth could cause.
"Yes, Luca; so good," she confirmed.
His gaze was seductive, and Tammy wanted, more than anything, to flip him over and hop on his dick. Unfortunately, Luca was still fully clothed.
"Roll over."
Again, without question, Tammy did as instructed. Luca hasn't steered her wrong so far, so she scooted to the top of the bed and rolled over on her stomach. She turned her head to the side and watched as Luca undressed. Luca was the template that all men should be formed from. His tall, muscular frame and big hard dick seemed to make the air in the room thinner. His smirk was proof that he noticed Tammy's admiration. Luca grabbed his dick and seductively stroked himself.
"You want?" he teased.
"Yes, Luca. I want," she purred.
And she did want it. She was practically salivating. She wanted to fuck him with her mouth, but Luca had other ideas. He released his dick and grabbed a bottle of massage oil from the night stand. Tammy's eyebrows rose. Surely, Luca couldn't have known how much she wanted him inside of her. Because if he did, he'd be sliding his dick in and out of her, instead of pouring massage oil into the palm of his hand. He straddled her and massaged the oil into her back. His big strong hands moved in a circular motion over her shoulders, down her back, and over her ass. Tammy's moans were involuntary as he kneaded the muscles in her back. His manhood bobbed against her ass as he worked out any tension that she may have had. And every time he applied his circular technique on her ass, Tammy could hear smacks from the wetness between her legs. She had never been massaged by a man before. It was all so erotic.
Tammy got excited when Luca retrieved the golden wrapper from the nightstand. Memories of him filling every inch of her flashed through her mind as he positioned himself at her opening. And when he entered her in one masterful thrust, the present exceeded the past. Tammy's breath hitched as she gripped the edge of the mattress for support. He eased out but drove into her with a force that made Tammy cringe. He was a big man, but he was unaware of his own strength.
"Easy, baby," she pleaded.
"No, Bella. Take this cock."
Tammy couldn't have been more turned on by a demand. She pushed her ass out, giving him full access. She was determined to take everything that he was giving. And he gave. With each thrust in and out, the fat head of his dick was manipulating her G-spot. Luca reached under her body, pressed his fingers against her clit, and dipped in and out of her with power in each thrust. No longer just trying to take it, Tammy was pushing against him with enthusiasm. Her behavior was manic, and her breathing was rapid as she pushed against his hard body. The sound of his dick sliding in and out of her wet canal took her to the edge. But it wasn't until he fisted Tammy's hair and fucked her without mercy, did her throbbing pussy combust around his dick. Tammy was howling loud enough that everyone within a mile radius was sure to hear. But at that moment, she could care less who heard. Luca mastered her. And if Tammy were to admit the truth, he mastered her in every way. But, if she thought Luca was done, she was mistaken because he flipped her over and mastered her body until the sun came up.
Chapter 16
TAMMY
Tammy was on her hands and knees, pulling weeds from the rose garden that she'd planted. Luca wasn't happy about the long list of things that she needed. Nevertheless, he and Lorenzo went to the nursery and picked up the items with minimal pouting. Jack had joked that he was grateful for the free labor.
He and David were on the basketball court. Jack was teaching him how to dribble t
he ball. But, truthfully, what he was really doing was occupying his time while Luca and Victoria worked out in the gym. Tammy had watched them practice once before, and even though Victoria could hold her own with most, Luca was really tough on her. Tammy would secretly glance over at Jack, and every time Victoria would get hit or taken down, he appeared to be in physical pain. So Tammy concluded that Jack was avoiding their gym like the plague.
They had been holed up in Jack and Victoria's a little over a month, and everyone seemed to be doing their best to keep busy. They were all suffering from cabin fever. But, for Tammy, there was a bright side. Ever since her date with Luca, they had grown very close; almost inseparable. Tammy was seeing the sweet, romantic side of Luca. Since he had always been so bossy, surprisingly, he was very sensual and affectionate. His smile prompted her own, and his laugh warmed her heart. She didn't have a word for the feelings that she was having for him, but she didn't need one, if for no other reason than she felt happy every time he entered a room.
Tammy had been sleeping next to him every night and waking up next to him every morning. She wouldn't have it any other way. Maybe she was developing a sort of codependency since they were trapped in the same house. Had they not been trapped together, would he still want to spend as much time with her? This was the question that Tammy often asked herself. But, truth be told, Luca wasn't trapped at all. He went out to handle some sort of business every day. For that matter, Jack, Luca, Gianni, and Francis, came and went as they pleased. So truthfully, the women were the only ones that were confined to the house. It was all so very chauvinistic, but the strong women that surrounded Tammy complied without conflict.
"My favorite position," Luca joked, behind her.
Tammy turned to find him standing over her in a sweat ridden t-shirt and baggy sweatpants, that didn't hide his girth. She inadvertently licked her lips, wanting badly to taste his manhood.
"Well, you seem to excel in every position."
"So you've told me," he chuckled. "Are you looking forward to dinner tonight?"