“You also told me you wouldn’t hurt me.” It was more to provoke him than because I was really angry with him. I was slowly getting used to his finger inside me, and what he had done earlier had been heaven. I already wanted his lips and tongue back on me.
Something in Luca’s expression changed, but I couldn’t read the emotion. “I didn’t think it would happen, Aria,” he said softly. “You were so wet and willing. I thought my finger would go in without a problem. I wanted to touch you for your fourth orgasm.
I shuddered and a little prick of pleasure formed again deep inside me. I almost wished Luca would move his finger now. “It hurt because you took me, you know…” Heat rose to my cheeks and something flashed in Luca’s eyes. “Your virginity? No, princess. I’m not that deep and I want to claim that part of you with my cock, not my finger.
Princess? Heat settled in my chest. Slowly he pulled his finger out, my muscles tightened around him and sent a strange tingle deep inside me. He traced the same finger on my lip and dipped it in my mouth. I circled him with my tongue without even knowing why.
Luca moaned. He pulled his finger out and slipped his tongue between my lips. I pressed myself against his chest, my tongue fighting with his. “Let’s go inside. I want to lick you again.”
I exhaled.
“Will you let me put my finger inside you again? I’ll go really slow this time.”
“Yes,” I said. He jumped out of the Jacuzzi and helped me up. Then he took me in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me inside.
He stood me in front of our bed and disappeared into the bathroom only to return with a towel. He helped me remove my bikini top, wrapped me in the towel and began to gently dry me. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling. I couldn’t believe I had let Luca do what he had done.
I couldn’t believe that I wanted him to do it again. Everything was overwhelming. I knew it was too fast, but as Luca had said what was I waiting for? He was my husband.
“Are you cold?”
My eyes opened. Luca dropped the towel, leaving me naked. His hands slid up and down my arms. My whole body was covered with goose bumps. “A little.”
Luca had me lie on the bed before straightening up and lowering his shorts. His erection snapped free, hard and long, and suddenly anxiety seized me. He had put his finger inside me, maybe now he wanted to take the next step. Maybe I was confused about some things at the time, but I knew one thing: I wasn’t ready for that.
I still barely knew the man in front of me, and sleeping with him, letting him into me like that was too much, too intimate. Maybe that night had been his way of manipulating me. No one got that far in the mob without being a master manipulator. I put my legs together and walked back. Luca paused, one knee already on the bed.
“Air?” His fingers tightened around my calf and I snapped back and put my legs against his chest. He sighed. “What now?”
He sat down beside me, his length almost touching my leg. “Say ‘something.'”
“This is too fast,” I said quietly.
“Why did I take off my clothes? You’ve already seen my cock. You even gave me a hand job.”
My face burned. “I think you are trying to manipulate me. If I gave you the chance, you would go all the way today.
“You bet, but I can’t see what manipulation has to do with it,” he said with a hint of anger in his voice. “I want you. I’ve never lied to you about it. I will take whatever you are willing to give, and you were willing in the Jacuzzi.
“Not for the finger,” I blurted, suddenly getting angry myself. “Maybe you’ll try the same with sex.” I knew it sounded ridiculous.
Luca actually laughed. He came very close. “It won’t work. My cock won’t go in as easily, believe me, and it will hurt a lot more.”
I gasped, remembering what Grace had said at our wedding. She will fuck the shit out of you. Luca let go a labored sigh. “I shouldn’t have said that. I didn’t want to scare you.”
I watched him from above my legs. He lightly ran his knuckles along my side. The hard line of his lips loosened. “Tell me you liked what I did to you on the roof,” Luca murmured, there was a hint of need in his voice, maybe even vulnerability.
“Yes,” I said breathlessly. He leaned closer, his lips on my ear. “What did you enjoy most?
My tongue fucking you? Or when I ran my tongue over your pussy? Or when I sucked your clit?”
Oh God. I was getting wet again. Luca’s deep voice vibrated through my body. “I don’t know.”
“Maybe I need to show you again?” Luca pushed against my ankles, which were pressed against me until there was enough room for his hand to slide between them and the tops of my thighs. He cupped me with his palm. I was about to lie down to make it easier for him, but he shook his head.
“No,” he shrieked. “Stay like this.” His fingers began to move against my folds, four of them teasing, turning, rubbing.
I rested my chin on my knees, breathing heavily. Luca kissed my ear and put an arm around my shoulders, drawing me against his side. It was strange, sitting with my legs pressed against his chest as he touched me, but it felt incredibly good. Luca’s erection rubbed against my thigh, his hot breath against my ear.
“Relax,” he said in a low voice. There was a slight pressure against my opening. I peeked between my legs. Luca was teasing me with his little finger. He dipped the tip, then circled my opening again before penetrating me again, sliding a little deeper each time he did so.
“Look at me.”
I did, captured by the intensity of his gray eyes. “You are so wet and soft and tight. You can’t imagine how damn good this feels.” His length slid back down my outer thigh. His lips pressed against mine, his tongue asking for entrance. His finger slid inside me, this time completely. It was only his little finger but I was thrilled. He began to move it inside me and I shuddered in his mouth, shaking my hips, needing more. He pumped slowly in and out, massaging my clitoris with his thumb. I could feel the pleasure growing again and moved my pelvis in sync with his finger. He pulled his hand away, eliciting a sound of protest from me.
Luca laughed, a deep rumble in his chest. He knelt in front of me and spread my legs, then looked up at me. He ran his index finger over my folds, then rubbed my opening.
Without ever looking away from my face, he pushed the tip in, my muscles contracted and I released a shallow breath. It didn’t hurt and I relaxed. Slowly he began to slide in and out, moving a little deeper each time as he had done with his little finger. His mouth closed on my clit.
I groaned, my legs spread even wider. My pleasure was growing frighteningly fast as Luke worked me with his finger and lips. With a cry, I fell, my legs shaking, my hips heaving. My fingers clutched the blanket as I fell apart. Luke removed his finger, kissed my belly button, then lay down beside me, his erection glowing red. I reached out my hand, spreading the droplet of fluid that had dripped all over his tip.
Luca growled, flexing his abs. “I want your mouth on me,” he said quietly. I froze as my hand on him stopped. It felt right after what he had just done, but I had no idea how to take it out on him. Mouthpiece was a rather confusing name, because I knew I shouldn’t have popped his ‘erection, but unfortunately I wasn’t exactly sure what to do in detail. What if I didn’t like him?
I remembered his words about Grace knowing how to suck a cock. Not that I wanted to be like Grace. I wasn’t going to be Luca’s whore, but I also didn’t want to fail completely. I was thinking about it too much.
“Is it because you don’t want to or because you don’t know how?” asked Luca calmly, but I could tell he was having trouble making his voice sound like that. He had given me several orgasms. He was probably bursting. “You can masturbate me like last time,” he said when I was silent. Her hand shook a strand of blond hair away from my face, her gray eyes questioning.
“No, I mean, I think I want to.”
“You think?” Amusement tinged Luca’s voice. “But?”
“What if I don’t like it?”
Luca shrugged, but it was obvious from his expression that he didn’t like the idea. “Then no. I won’t force you.”
I nodded and brought my face a little closer to his erection, which had not diminished at all during our conversation. Luca tensed in anticipation, his fingers against my scalp twitching. Embarrassed, I admitted. “I don’t know what to do.”
His erection jerked in response. I couldn’t help but laugh, and Luca smiled his predatory grin.
“You like to torture me with your innocence, don’t you?”
I blew against his tip, making him groan. “I don’t think that’s why it’s called a blowjob, right?”
He laughed genuinely, a real laugh, and the sound filled my stomach with butterflies. “You’ll be the death of me, princess.”
“Don’t laugh,” I said with a smile. “I don’t want to do something wrong.”
“Do you want me to tell you what to do?” Excitement shone in her eyes.
I nodded.
“All right,” he said in a hoarse voice. “Close your lips around the tip and pay attention to your teeth. I don’t mind if it’s a little rougher, but don’t chew on it.
I huffed, then nervousness silenced me. Luca’s fingers slid through my hair until they stopped at the nape of my neck. He didn’t push me, but I could tell from the way they were tense that he wanted to. I took the tip of it in my mouth. It was big and I had to be careful not to embellish it with my teeth.
His tip was slightly salty, but not in a bad way.
“Now move your tongue around it. Yes, just like that.” He looked at me, his jaw clenched. “Take a little more of me in your mouth and move your head up and down. Now suck as you move. Fuck yeah.” His hips lifted as I reached as far as I could, pushing his erection even deeper.
I gasped and pulled back, coughing.
He stroked my hair. “Shit, sorry.” He ran his thumb over my lips. “I’ll try to stay still.”
Instead of taking it back into my mouth, I licked it from the base to the tip. He groaned. ” Is that okay?” I whispered before doing it again.
“Fuck yes.”
I took my time licking every inch of him, but especially the tip. I liked the feeling against my tongue.
“It feels really damn good, but I really want to cum.” I looked up uncertainly. I could cum when he stroked and licked me gently. Did he need something harder? Would she also need it during sex? Grace’s stupid words came back to me, but I pushed them aside. I wouldn’t let that bitch ruin it for me. “What do you want me to do?” I whispered.
“Suck me harder and keep looking at me with your damn beautiful eyes.”
I fixed my gaze on him and took him in my mouth until he hit the back of my throat, then moved my head up and down fast and hard, my lips tight around him. Luca moaned, rocking his hips slightly . His eyes burned into me, his teeth chattering. “If you don’t want to swallow, you have to run …” I flinched, releasing him with a pop, and a moment later he spilled his seed on his belly and legs. Luca closed his eyes as his erection twitched. His hand was still in my hair, gently stroking my neck and scalp. He slowly lowered it, but I grabbed his hand and rested my cheek on it, needing his closeness after what we had done. His eyes opened wide with an unreadable look. His thumb gently brushed my cheekbone. We stayed like that for a couple of moments, then Luke sat up, observing the mess on my upper thighs and abs. “I need a fucking shower.” Luca grabbed a handkerchief and wiped off the cum before lifting his legs and standing up.
I nodded, strangely disappointed that he had slid off the bed so quickly. I suddenly felt uncomfortable about what I had done.
Luca held out his hand. “Come on. I don’t want to shower alone.”
I got out of bed, took my hand in his, and followed him into the bathroom.
As the hot water poured over us, Luca began lathering my body with soap, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of his hands on me. He pressed himself on my back, surrounding my stomach with one arm. “So it was okay for you?” he asked quietly.
He was probably worried that I wouldn’t betray him again if it didn’t. “Yes.”
He kissed my throat. He did that a lot. It seemed so gentle, loving and intimate, but I knew it was not meant that way. “I’m happy, because I really like being in your mouth.”
I blushed with embarrassment and a strange sense of accomplishment. Ridiculous. “Are you upset because I haven’t, you know, swallowed? I bet the women you’ve been with so far have always done that.”
“No I’m not mad. I’m not going to lie, I’d like to come in your mouth, but if you don’t want to, that’s fine.
We got out of the shower and dried off before going back to bed. I rested my head on Luca’s chest. He turned off the lights, plunging us into darkness. “When your father told you to marry me , what was your reaction?” I murmured. I had been wondering for a while.
Luca’s fingers on my hips stopped. “I was expecting it. I knew I would have to marry for tactical reasons. As a future Chief, you can’t let emotions or desires rule any part of your life.
I was glad it was dark so that Luca could not see my face. He seemed so detached and emotionless. His touches and kisses made me want to believe that maybe he was starting to take care of me, but now I wasn’t so sure.
“What about you?” he asked.
“I was terrified.”
“You were only fifteen years old. Of course you were terrified.
“I was still terrified on our wedding day. I’m still not quite sure you don’t terrify me.
Luca remained silent. “I told you, you have no reason to fear me. I will protect you and take care of you. I will give you everything you want and need.”
Except one thing: love.
“But Familia always comes first,” I said lightly. “If you had to kill me to protect the ‘company,’ you would.”
Luca stiffened, but he did not deny it. My father always said there is only room for one true love in an artificial man’s life, and that is the mob.