Page 132 of Sasha and the Heir


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“Can I have my ring?” She asked, holding out her hand.

“Oh, yeah.” He took the ring from the box and slid it on, kissing the diamond as it sat on her finger.

Ashley stared down at her hand with a dreamy smile on her face.

“Congratulations!” Maxine Brooks had waited long enough to hug her daughter and future son-in-law. The Bellos filed in after the Brookses, giving heartfelt congratulations and hugs.

Once the family had their turn, Ashley noticed me and screeched, rushing over to me. “I’m engaged!” She flashed her ring and threw her arms around me.

“I know!” I squeezed her tightly, closing my eyes to enjoy the moment a bit longer. My best friend deserved the greatest things in life, and it looked like she was getting them.

Before long, all our friends had swarmed us, and the champagne had circulated. Moretti’s became a late-night party spot.

Ashley’s sorority sisters and more of the future bride and groom’s families showed up.

Luca came up behind me while I was chatting with Sarah and wrapped his arms around me. “I want to show you something,” he whispered in my ear, placing a kiss on my neck.

“Excuse me, I need to—”

Sarah laughed and shoved us away, her eyes already scanning the room for her husband.

Luca pulled me through the now clean and empty kitchen to the office. He shut the door behind us and leaned against it.

“This office gets worse every time I see it.” I gently pushed aside a stack of blank order forms and wiggled up onto the desk.

“Marco’s not one for organization.”

“Hard to organize when there’s no space.”

Luca flipped the lock and sauntered toward me. “You look sensational tonight.”

“Thank you. I’m finally starting to feel a little bit more like myself.”

Three months post-partum, and things were starting to settle into a new normal. The pregnancy gave me new stretch marks and made my boobs a wild shape, but it was completely worth it to have my little Mia.

It didn’t hurt that Luca took every opportunity to worship my new body.

He nudged my legs open and settled between my thighs. “You know, I always wanted to have sex in here.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Oh yeah? Is this another teen Luca fantasy?”

He nodded, brushing his lips against mine. “I may never get to be the chef here, but I can fuck my wife in the office.”

I smiled up at him and brought his mouth down to mine in a punishing kiss. His hands pulled the front of my dress down, careful with my sensitive nipples as he caressed my breasts. Moaning into his mouth, I undid his belt and unzipped his zipper. He tilted his hips to give me more access, but it wasn’t enough.

I shoved him back and fell to my knees as I yanked his pants down. His cock sprung free. Arching an eyebrow at him, I grinned, “No boxers?”

He shrugged and gathered my hair in his hands, guiding my mouth to the head of his dick. “Open.”

My lips parted, and he thrust into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged, and he pulled back, letting me adjust before he did it again. His hands in my hair tightened as he fucked my mouth, taking what he wanted as he looked down at me with half-lidded eyes and parted lips.

I held on to his thighs, my nails sinking in as I focused on breathing. My eyes watered, and spit ran out of the corner of my mouth as he grunted in pleasure.

He abruptly pulled out, yanking my head up slightly, bringing my chest level with his dick. “I want to fuck your tits.” His throat bobbed as I held them around his cock.

Luca pulled my hair, and I arched my back as he thrust into my chest. He moaned and did it again, his cock sliding between my tits easily.

“Come on me,” I moaned out, my scalp burning.

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