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“Are you on birth control?” he asks, and I’ve never been thankful in my life for the sliver of plastic in my arm.
I point to the spot to show him proof. “Two more years of it right here.”
“Good answer.” He surges his hips upward, and I cling to his shoulders, throwing my head back and crying out as he fills me so thoroughly that I’m certain my imagination would have never been able to touch the reality of this moment.
“Fuck,” I hiss, rocking against him as if my life depends on fucking him until I can’t see straight.
Luca holds tightly to my hips, keeping our bodies aligned as he watches me fall apart in his arms.
“You like that?” he asks, thrusting faster and faster while I hang on for dear life.
All I can do is nod as I squirm against him, pushing my clit hard against his pelvic bone until sparks fly behind my eyelids. My panting cries fill the shower as I ride him hard, drawing out the orgasm I can sense right at its precipice.
Luca’s jaw tightens, and his hold on me intensifies, showing me his own release isn’t far behind. His fingers move to grasp one of my nipples, pinching hard until I moan louder, clenching around his thick cock.
I want to hold off, to draw this moment out, but that’s not possible. Not this time. And now that I’ve had him this once, it better not be the fucking last. Mafia king be damned.
“So close,” I mutter, increasing my movement as I accept the pounding he’s giving me without a single regret. My cries grow louder, and I squeeze my eyes shut when the spots in my vision become too distracting.
My release leaps off the metaphorical cliff, and I’m pretty sure I’m screaming my pleasures away at this point, but there’s not a part of me that gives a damn about how loud I am.
Luca’s thrusts come harder and faster until he drops his head against my chest, shuddering against me and finding his own release.
Most of my body tingles with ecstasy as I cling to Luca, resting my head against his shoulder while the aftershocks of one hell of an orgasm move through me.
Yet, all too soon, he lowers me back to the ground, and my feet are forced to find their balance on the tile floor of the shower. Still, I lean against the wall, not ready to exert more effort than I need to.
Luca steps under the spray of the surprisingly still-hot water and quickly washes up. I’m not even halfway to a full recovery by the time he’s done.
When he steps out of the shower without a word or even a kiss, I can’t be mad about it. Not even when I realize he didn’t once press his lips to mine. He gave me exactly what I asked for when I told him to fuck me.
Even though I was momentarily distracted, I haven’t forgotten that he had blood on him when he first stepped into the shower.
Something that, at least right now, seems a little more important than a kiss.
20
LUCA
When I entered the bathroom after coming home, I never expected to find Olivia there, her soft moans echoing my name. I have no idea how long she’d been in there before my arrival, but the sight of her through the glass, obscured by steam, sent a surge of heat through me. It was easily one of the most arousing things I’ve yet to witness.
I hadn’t thought she was ready for more, and with how busy I’ve been, I had no intentions of touching her until I could be certain. But as soon as the words “Fuck me, Luca” left her lips, there was no denying myself what we both desired—my cock driving into her waiting pussy.
Fucking her was better than the finest aged whiskey, intoxicating and addictive. The way she clung to my body and rode me without holding anything back. By how openly she speaks to me, I shouldn’t have thought she’d be any other way, but still, she manages to take me by surprise nearly every day that she’s here.
I leave her in the shower to finish washing up on her own while I dispose of my bloodied clothes. It hadn’t been my intention to kill anyone today, but I’ve spent many of my days lately hunting for men who have crossed me, and my patience isn’t what it normally is.
Using Abel’s phone, we found the messages between him and Titan, gaining the connection I wanted to justify my killing the other mafia leader. By proving that Titan broke an unspoken code of not crossing those who aren’t disrupting your business, I can easily take over his territory. Anyone else will think twice about challenging me.
Though, I won’t keep his businesses for long once I have them. Drugs haven’t ever been, and won’t ever be, something I want to be involved in. And I’m rather certain he has a string of women that he whores out, likely against their will. At least I’ll be able to shut that down.
As long as I can locate the fucker.
Despite our extensive connections, including those within law enforcement, none of the tips we’ve received have proven useful. Today seemed to be our closest chance at finding Titan, but the only person present in the warehouse was a nobody who foolishly pretended to be more significant than he was.
Lies don’t typically get anyone far in life, especially not with me.
As I walk back into the bedroom, having disposed of my stained suit, Olivia emerges from the bathroom. A white cotton towel is tightly wrapped around her chest, and her long, wet hair clings to her shoulders as she gazes at me.
