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Iwoke up slowly. It was hard to come back to consciousness, cocooned in strong arms and enveloped by a sensual musk that worked to drag me back into oblivion. My eyelids fluttered closed a few times before I managed to prop them open. Spooning me from behind, Luca held me like he was afraid I’d escape. His deep breath coasted down the side of my neck and shoulder to tickle my nipple into a pucker.
Shifting my legs, I felt a twinge between my thighs, but I’d been lucky because losing my virginity hadn’t been as painful as I’d feared. The way Jewel described it had been borderline scary and had added to my nerves last night. Maybe the difference was Luca. What he did between my legs put anything I’d tried on myself to shame. My heart was bursting with the knowledge that he’d gone to great lengths to make sure that I was ready to take him. Even in my inexperience, I knew he was big. Like big, big. As they say, it’s not only the size but what you do with it.
Gazing over my shoulder, my heart melted. Like the time I’d woken to find him in my bed, I was struck at how peaceful he looked. For a man nine years older than I was, he resembled a sleepy little boy. His usually well-managed hair was tousled, a few locks falling over his forehead. The lines around his mouth vanished, and his full, sculpted lips parted, his breath puffing out onto my bare skin. He was stunning. Simply stunning. Raw possessiveness shot through me at the thought of any other woman having had the privilege of seeing him like this. The force of it left me almost winded.
Oh, God. It was almost like I’d fallen for him. For some reason, the realization scared me more than losing my virginity out of wedlock. My eyes fell on the tie laying abandoned on the side of the bed. A wave of tenderness swelled in me, stemming the tide of fear. Knowing how hard it was for me to defy my family and our traditions, he’d bound our hands together, like during a marriage ceremony, enforcing the blood bond between us.
Luca was incredible. A man of such a strong will, such determination. It was in the way he marched to the beat of his own drum, knocking down any obstacles in his path to live his best life. Luca was one of the most authentic people I’d met, and that was unusual in our insular mafie world, where there was lots of striving and intrigue. Knowing what he’d been through with his father made me protective of him. His brothers loved him, but he needed someone who had his back, and only his. I’d be that person.
Turning gently in his embrace, I brushed away the sandy locks on his forehead and traced the strong line of his brow. I could barely believe that he was mine.
His mouth twitched.
His cheek flexed.
Stirring awake, his eyes flickered open and focused on me.
With a voice full of gravel, he said, “That’s the second time you got the drop on me and woke up first.”
I snuggled closer into his warm, bare chest, his coarse hair tickling my breasts. “It just shows you’re comfortable around me. Maybe I’m more motivated to be the first.”
Eyebrow raised, he queried, “Oh yeah? Why would that be?”
“To watch you while you sleep,” I answered, unabashed.
He ruffled his hair self-consciously, saying gruffly, “Can’t imagine why you’d want to do that.”
“You’re at peace,” I intoned.
His eyes softened. He cupped my bare shoulder, caressing. “Hmm, I could say the same about you. You’re relaxed and…soft.”
We stayed there, eyes on one another, just…feeling each other. His fingers glided down my arm and dipped underneath the sheet to settle on my hip.
“You sore?”
My chest tightened at his concern, but my clit throbbed, desire pooling between my thighs.
“Not too much,” I replied in a rasp. At the sound of my voice, his eyes turned sharp. Predatory. With a handful of my ass, he brought me into him and I felt the length of his cock against my belly.
Blinking up, I confided a fantasy I had. “I want to please you like you did to me yesterday.”
He choked and swallowed hard. “Like before we had sex when I licked your pussy? Like that?”
“Yes, I want your cock in my mouth.” Suddenly embarrassed by my forwardness, I ducked my head. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to say that.”
“Shhh,” he hushed me. “Never be sorry for anything you do or say when we’re together. You can do no wrong.” He placed a finger beneath my chin and tilted my head up. When I finally gathered the courage to meet his heated gaze, he said in a low voice, “Never doubt for an instant that I’d fucking love to have my cock in your mouth.”
Without breaking eye contact, he flung the sheet off. My gaze broke to get a good look at him. Last night, it was dark and I was still a little tipsy on alcohol and a lot too drunk on Luca to really focus on his manhood. This was the perfect opportunity and I got an eyeful. Of course, I’d already seen everything when I’d caught him jacking off in the shower. But that had been a “look, don’t touch” situation, plus I was busy getting myself off at the time.
Here, I had the chance to focus solely on him. God, I was already into his cock. The way it stood up so straight and proud, with a thick vein snaking down the underside. There had to be at least nine inches, but really, who was counting? I knew what it felt like moving inside me, and my pussy clenched involuntarily as if from muscle memory. The way he’d fucked me had been that memorable.
Kneeling, with my legs tucked beneath me, I wrapped my hand around his shaft, velvet smoothness wrapped over steel, and pumped slowly. Luca bent his leg up and languidly let it fall open. The defined planes of his pecs, covered in curly light hair, gave way to the ridged edges of his six-pack, down to a flat abdomen, with a little trail of hair leading to his thick cock. His posture would make a perfect centerfold.
“That’s right, beautiful, this is your playground,” he said with a pump of his hips into my hand. “So, go play.”
Moving up from the root to the crown, I instinctually squeezed the tip.
