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She bites her lower lip and her eyes shine with excitement. Mio Dio, I love this woman.
“Ho fame.” I know she’s learned enough Italian to know that I’ve told her I’m hungry. I slide my hands up her legs, lifting her dress until it bunches at her waist. I tug her panties down, inhaling the sexy, sweet scent of her pussy, already wet and waiting for me.
I lower to my knees, pushing her thighs apart. My mouth waters as I take in her glistening pussy lips. I lean in and drag my tongue through her folds, swirling it around her clit.
“Luca,” she says on a gasp, her hand holding my head to her. I drink her in. Lap her up. I drown in her essence until she cries out my name and her juices flow over my tongue. I’m hard as steel. My cock is throbbing, ready to blow.
I undo my belt and pants, shoving them down, needing to get inside her sweet pussy. I step between her legs, ready to sink into her.
“I want my mouth on you again,” she says.
Fucking hell. “I’m ready to come.” I press forward again, but she puts her hand on my chest and slides off the desk.
“I want to taste you again.”
I’m about to explode.
“Did I not do it right last time?”
Her words help me rein in my need. I cup her chin with my hand. “You do it right every time.”
“Is there something else you like?”
I have all sorts of fantasies. Deciding my blue balls take a back seat to her need to feel like she can please me, I say, “Take off the top of your dress and your bra.”
She looks at me with questioning eyes but does as I ask.
“Tuo seni sono belli. Your breasts are beautiful.” I fondle one and gently squeeze the rosy hard tip. I want to suck it, but I hold off.
She reaches for my dick. I take her wrist in my hand.
“You can suck, but I want to come on you then lick it off. Are you okay with that?”
She nods. I rub my cock over her lips. My plan is to ease in, but she has other ideas. She sucks my tip hard and then slides her mouth over my shaft. My eyes nearly roll back into my head.
“Si, Mio Angelo.” Fuck, her mouth is hot. Watching my cock slide in and out of it is better than any wet dream or fantasy I’ve ever had. My balls tighten. The end is rushing fast. Too fast. I let out a stream of Italian expletives that I’m not sure Aria knows but will likely guess.
I pull out of her mouth, gripping my dick tight to choke the orgasm about to explode. “I’m going to come now… on you…” I can’t stand it. I stroke once, twice, and my cum shoots out, landing on her tits, her chest, her chin. She watches in what looks like fascination. I continue to jerk my cock until my knees buckle.
I drop down in front of her. “You make me come so hard.” I want her to know for sure that being with her is not like anything else. Anyone else.
She smiles as she rubs her fingers over my cum. I take her hand, sucking her fingers into my mouth.
“I could do this all night,” I say.
“Can we?”
I laugh. “Whatever you want, Aria. I will give it if I can.” And I mean it. I’ll give her the moon and the stars even if I have to steal them from the heavens.
20
ARIA
Over the next several days, I feel happier than I've ever felt. This is the life I’d expected when I first ran away to be with Luca. When he's with me, he's fully present, showering me with affection, never demanding or giving me ultimatums.
But I like to think I'm a little wiser now. While life feels perfect, I understand that complications and messiness are part of it as well. I acknowledge that I'm in a honeymoon phase and that real life will likely bring occasional conflict.
But I'm feeling hopeful that my future is here with Luca. We haven't talked about marriage again, but I don't see that as a sign of doom like I might have a week ago. There is no hurry, and I believe that over time, if and when we get married, by then, Niko will have calmed down and he, along with the rest of my Family, will be able to attend.
