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He smiles at me and leans slightly towards me. “You seem so understanding considering who I am. Normally I can’t talk so freely about my family.”
I smile, but offer nothing.
“Do you know anyone in the mafia?” he asks.
I get the sudden urge to pull my hand from him. Can he tell that my palms are sweaty? “I do,” I say very slowly. “I’ve got a friend—” An idea strikes me suddenly. “My friend that came to the show. She’s involved. So I’ve seen what it’s like to be within thefamily,” I say, emphasizing the last part. “And the stresses.”
He takes my hand with his other. “And what do you think of the people within the family? What do you think of me?” he asks.
I lean closer. The tension between us has returned. Him breaking his heart open to me has made me forget about his outburst. I want to believe that this is the real Luca. “I like you for who you are,” I whisper.
We lean towards one another.
“And who are you?” he asks.
I don’t reply. Instead I kiss him. The gap between us has closed and suddenly we’re kissing as passionately as we were back in the club. The tension and fear from the yacht has mostly left me. I’m still nervous, I’m still unsure about the future of us. I doubt whether I could really tell him the truth, but I push it from my mind and focus on him.
We eventually lie back and continue kissing on the warm sands. The sun has moved since we first got here, and I only realize how long we’ve been here because the shade we were in has disappeared. The sun feels glorious on my skin. Luca's hands glide over me, his warmth intoxicating and soothing my fears. Soon our clothes are gone and we’re allowing the passion to spill over from before. We don’t have to talk and communicate like we did there. He knows. I know. And we follow each other’s cues in the warm sun.
When I get on my back for Luca to get on top though, he stops me. “I can tell, you will not like sand in there,” he says, gesturing between my legs. He laughs and I suddenly feel foolish. But I laugh too.
“I didn’t even think about it,” I begin.
He smiles. “No, no. I’m holding myself off here as much as you. Come here,” he says, pulling me to my feet. We head towards the shadow of the trees and the rising roots. “Here,” he says. He sits down on one of the tree roots, his erect cock pointing straight up. “You can be on top.” He guides me over him and lets me tease his head. He bites his lip and I giggle.
But this time I realize what he’s doing. I let him tease his head until it’s lubed up. Then when he’s getting ready to lower me down, I surprise him by dropping suddenly and taking him in one go.
He gasps and I realize that maybe it was a bit too soon since I’ve barely lost my virginity. I wince.
“Are you alright?” he asks, more shocked than even me.
I take a deep breath. “I shouldn’t have done that, but,” I move around slightly, allowing myself to adjust. “It does feel better than last time,” I say.
Luca laughs and we continue grinding like this for a while. We keep kissing and grabbing onto each other, the passion builds and yet relaxes me. The shock, at least this time, feels like it’s more in my head. Because it’s actually feeling pretty amazing. With the fear disappearing, it doesn’t feel like I need as long to get used to him. He laughs then, and we begin kissing.
Without talking we begin a steady rhythm. He holds me against him, our bodies grinding hard against one another and pressing our warm bodies together. I’m pushing myself deeper onto him, and he’s grabbing my body tighter against him. Our lips meet in breathless kisses and gasps. The discomfort is subsiding more and more. He takes my breast in his hand and sucks my nipple as I begin speeding up. The feeling of him constantly sliding in and out is intoxicating. I’m breathless from the thought of him. The thought of us having sex here out on the sand …
But we can’t be together. Our families wouldn’t allow …
Is that why it seems so much more exciting? Like how sneaking out excites me so much?
I grab hold of his shoulders and ride him faster, but not as deep. I can feel myself getting ready to come. He takes one of his hands off my hips and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb as we fuck. I gasp, my rhythm stumbling to a halt. He keeps going though, rubbing harder and grinding his hips against me. I start again and can’t keep the rhythm going though. It feels too good. He squeezes my ass in his hands and keeps kissing my neck. My body is becoming heavy, the blood rushing down into my sex and trying to squeeze through the small gap of my clit. I can feel him getting harder inside me, and that makes me even more turned on. I’m going to come. I can feel my body tightening, even harder than on the boat. I feel his body tightening in my hands too. The strength goes from my legs and I sit down hard onto his lap, orgasming hard. He starts to come inside me, and it's only then that I realize he’s groaning deeply into my shoulder.
The immense pressure washing over me softens my mind. My body spasming with pleasure wipes me clean. I’m straining to hold onto him, he feels so good inside me. My lips clamp against his rigid cock and I feel the pressure of his orgasm still going.
I’m flooded with endorphins and the emotions of euphoria. I feel amazing. I feel weightless. I feel like I could tell him anything and he’d understand. I feel like our life is possible. The families will understand. I feel like—
“I lied before,” I hear myself saying breathlessly.
“What?” he says, bleary eyed and blinking up at me.
“I lied,” I say, still feeling his hard cock in me. “My friend isn’t in the mafia. I am. My father is a Don. I’m Sophie Russo.”
Chapter 8
Luca
Thebloodrushesawayfrom my cock quicker than I’ve ever felt.
