I fumble with his belt, and he leans back to give me better access so I can free his erection, already glistening with pre-come. I look up at him through my lashes. “Tell me how you like it?”
He’s the only one I’ve ever done this to, but I want to give him the earth-shattering climaxes like he gives me. I want to know every possible way to turn him on.
“Just your mouth around my cock,” he grunts as I wrap my fingers around him.
I drop myself off the table and get on my knees in front of him. I grab the base in my hand and start to stroke, licking up the white liquid from the tip, letting his salty taste swirl around my tongue.
He lets out a low rumble, which drenches my panties.
“I know, but I want to make it incredible for you, Luca. Do you like it when I lick it? Do you want me to use my hands, too?” I’m rambling.
“You really want to know?” He looks down at me, cupping my cheek.
I nod, using my tongue to run along his piercing.
He groans, which spurs me on more. His hands lace through my hair. “Okay, do more of that.”
“I want you almost suffocating on my cock, letting me fuck your mouth until my come slips down your throat, and you’ll swallow every last drop.”
I squeeze my thighs together, a burning need now throbbing between my legs again.
“And extra points if you slide your hands between your legs and play with yourself at the same time. The only way I can enjoy myself is if you are, too.”
I lift my head just slightly, his dirty words causing all kinds of havoc inside of me. I spy the can of whipped cream on the counter and grab it, squirting a line along his shaft.
Taking my time licking him clean, his hands knot in my hair, pushing on the back of my head, coaxing me to open my mouth and take him.
I close my eyes and take him as far back as I can go. “You’re not even halfway, baby.”
What?
Using my saliva to get him as wet as I can, the metal of his piercing hits the back of my mouth, making me gag.
I bob up and down a few times, his grip on my hair getting tighter and tighter. I jolt as his fingers find my nipple and squeeze.
He bucks his hips, holding me firmly in place with his hand. “Make yourself nice and wet, Rosa. Let me hear how soaked you are from sucking my cock.”
I can’t moan with my mouth stuffed full, enough to have tears pooling in my eyes.
His thumb wipes a drop away. “These are the only tears that are ever acceptable.”
He takes his finger and licks it from the tip.
His hips stop thrusting, and I pick up the pace with my fingers. His phone starts ringing in his pocket. “Ignore it,” he groans.
As soon as it stops, it starts again, so I pull it out, and I freeze when I see the name on the screen.
Dante.
“What? Who is it?” He frowns.
“It’s him,” I stutter.
He rolls his eyes and takes the phone from my hand.
“Y-you aren’t going to answer that, are you?”
My body is on high alert. I don’t feel bad for doing this with Luca. I don’t even consider this cheating. Our situation is difficult, but we are only marrying for our families, not for love. That is the only reason I feel this panic, the fact if we get caught, what the implications might be for us both.
Luca is the only person keeping me going, keeping me sane. Making me feel loved and cherished. If Dante had come back for me before Luca, I have no doubt I would be dead right now. I would have overdosed or drank myself to death to escape him.
He pouts, looking between the screen and me, until a smirk dances on his lips.
“I am, and you’re going to be a good girl and make me come before the call ends.”
He pushes my head forward, sliding his cock back into my mouth and letting out a deep moan.
I guide my hand towards my needy pussy. I need to be distracted in every possible way right now.
“Dante. I’m a little busy. What do you want?” he gruffs out.
With pressure on the back of my head, Luca pounds into my mouth with short, shallow strokes. I suck on his cock, using my tongue to swirl around the tip, just how he likes it.
A panicked Dante comes through the speaker. “I can’t find Jax. He slipped out of the hotel.”
“Well, go fucking find him.”
Dante’s voice becomes background noise. I can barely hear him over the thumping in my ears.
“It’s Vegas, he is probably—” Luca stops mid-sentence, his thighs tensing under my fingers. I slide up his shaft, sucking hard on the tip.
“—in a casino,” he coughs out eventually.
His head tips back and his eyes shut. “I have to go,” he says through gritted teeth.
“But—” Dante protests.
Luca cuts the call and steps back, tugging his boxers back over his dick.
“Luca, what? You were about to—” My fingers quiver over my clit. I was so close myself.
“I have a better idea.” He winks and throws his phone on the table next to me.
My cheeks heat as he picks me up and strides us to my bedroom.
“One second.” I kiss his cheek, and I wiggle free to dart for the bathroom, locking the door behind me.
I need to pee.
“Rosa! I just licked your asshole. Are you really locking the damn bathroom door on me?” he shouts.
I giggle to myself, flushing the toilet.
“Baby, please.” He puts on a whiny voice for me.
My face is flushed in the mirror while washing my hands. When I’m with him, I forget the constant threat I am living with. I push it out of my thoughts and focus on the feral man, desperate for me, who is now banging on the door.
I don’t know how long we can keep doing this, so I need to savor him, enough to last me a lifetime.
I open the door and he pushes it further, his hungry eyes ablaze. He sets me right back on fire again with the heat going straight to my core.
“Don’t shut me out,” he growls.
“Care to join me in the shower?” I tug on his tie and back onto the cool tiled floor. He follows me like a puppy.
“There is quite honestly nothing more I’ve ever wanted in my life, Rosa. Shower me.”
His deep, gravelly voice has my pussy throbbing for him. The room fills with steam as the hot water turns on. I pull him down to me and kiss him.
“Do you want to take charge, Rosa?”
I look up at him. I can do this.
I nod.
He rewards me with another kiss.
“You better get me undressed then, gorgeous.” He winks.
Hmm. I tilt my head, biting my lip.
“I thought I was in charge. I find you so fucking sexy in these suits. It gets me absolutely soaked, especially when you roll the sleeves up.”
I look down at his tattooed hands and exposed arms. “Take off your watch.”
He quickly sets his watch and phone on the counter as I drag him fully clothed with me under the spray of water.
He lifts me up by the hips and slides my back up the tiled wall.
“Tell me where you want me, baby.”
“I want what you said earlier–fuck me so I can feel you for days.”
“As you wish.”
I wrap my legs tighter around his waist, and he holds me up with one hand against my ribs, my back flush against the slippery wall. His hand finds its way, leaving a wake of goosebumps under his touch. I have to bite back a moan when he finally starts circling my clit.
“God, Rosa. You are soaking for me.”
He slides a finger in, but I can’t hold in the erupting giggles. He shoots me a questioning look, but I can’t stop laughing. “No shit, Luca. We’re in the shower.”
He thrusts another finger in response, which has me gasping rather than laughing. He bites on the inside of his cheek.
“Your mouth will get you in trouble.” His breath is hot against my neck.
“Yeah?” I lean forward and take his bottom lip in my mouth, sucking hard.
“Oh my God, Luca, you’re so wet for me,” I tease and lick the moisture from his jaw.
“You are a menace.” He drops his lips to mine, as if to shut me up. “And I love it.”
I moan against his mouth as he ups the pace, losing myself to the sensation of the hot water splashing over my skin, and Luca sucking on my nipples.
His teeth tighten, sending a pleasant shock through me. “I wish I could mark you. Claim you as mine for the world to know.”
“One day, maybe.” I want that. I want to be his in every way possible.
“No ‘maybe’ about it.” His stubble tickles my chest.
My fingers work their way down, and I cup his hard on through his pants. “For now, I just need you inside me.”
