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Georgia
Baku had been an incredible race. While Anthony had done everything in his power to make this as miserable as possible for me, he couldn’t take away how amazing I felt with my race win. The more I thought about it, the less I cared about him being in Formula 1. It just meant I could beat him again and again on the track.
I was worried about Anthony’s exposing the relationship, but Luca was right – what could Anthony possibly say? Who would believe him? Still, a part of me couldn’t shake the horrible feeling. It just took one wrong step, and Anthony would weasel his way in, ruining everything Luca and I had established.
Plus –and I would never admit it out loud– but I loved seeing Luca jealous. As soon as we stepped back onto the dance floor, Luca hand’s were all over me, and it felt amazing. It’s as if he was a man starved, and I was the only food he had seen in weeks.
When we had gotten back to the hotel, Luca had kept his promise – he’d given me quite the reward.
* * *
After another hour of dancing at the club in Baku, Luca grabbed my purse from the VIP table we had been seated at.
“Go say goodbye to your friends, Cara. Time to go home.”
As I looked up at him, I knew that this wasn’t up for debate. Luca had that stern look in his eyes, the one that said he wanted something, and he would stop at nothing to get it. I walked over to Henri, Lily, and Oliver and said my goodbyes before slipping out of the club with Luca. Luca quickly got us a taxi, and we made our way back to the hotel.
The moment we made our way into the room, Luca dragged me over to the bed and threw me back against the comforter. I expected Luca to join me on top of the bed, but instead, I saw him just stand and stare at me for a bit, a sly expression forming on his face as he watched me.
I propped myself up on my elbows, giving him a once over as he began to undo his button-down.
“Am I getting a little strip tease as my reward for winning today? Now, this I could get used to.”
“Don’t get too used to it, Principessa,” he said with a smirk, continuing to unbutton his shirt. Once his buttons were undone, he slid the button down off and then continued with his belt and pants, leaving him in just his boxes. As his pants fell to the ground, I let out a whistle, wiggling my eyebrows at him seductively – well, as seductively as one could after an entire bottle of champagne.
Once Luca was left in only his boxers, he hopped on top of me and whipped my dress over my head, leaving me in just my bra and underwear – a beautiful purple lacy set I had bought because I liked the color purple, not because it was his team color, I insisted. I saw a grin form on Luca's face as he saw the lingerie, but he let it go as he began kissing down my body, paying attention to my breasts, giving each one their own time and attention.
“So beautiful,” he murmured as he continued down my stomach, eventually getting to where I really wanted him and his mouth. I found the more I had sex with Luca, the more my body began to crave his touch. He was phenomenal in bed, and for these few months we were meant to be dating, he was all mine, and I secretly reveled in that fact.
As Luca reached my core, he moved my panties to the side, placing gentle kitten licks all around, making me moan loudly with each one. Soon, I felt the lacy underwear slide down my legs, the scrap piece of fabric now thrown to the side. Luca returned his mouth to me, pulling my legs over his shoulders as he once again resumed kissing where I wanted him most. As I pushed myself down, I heard him cluck his tongue, quietly scolding me.
“Oh, Principessa, you know better than that.”
“I thought this was myreward.”
“Oh, you’ll get your reward, but you still have to behave.” And with that, Luca returned to his mission, still slowly licking up and down my slit. Eventually, he started to push his tongue inside of me. It felt like absolute heaven after all of the teasing. I wanted to push myself down again but stopped myself. I knew Luca meant what he said, and I couldn’t stand the thought of him continuing to tease me.
Luca inserted a finger and then a second as he started to work them in and out, letting his mouth suck on my clit. The pleasure was starting to build quickly, and soon I was a writhing mess on the bed, incredibly glad the walls of the hotel were thick as I started to chant out his name like he was some kind of God.
Luca began to pick up the pace, and I felt myself hurdle towards my high. As my first orgasm of the night tore through me, I let out a loud scream, grabbing anything and everything close to me as Luca and his tongue worked me through my orgasm. After a few more moments, Luca stopped, letting me come down from my pleasure as my body became too sensitive to his touch. Luca began to climb up my body, slowly kissing his way up.
“You were so good, Principessa, so good for me,” he hummed as I felt my cheeks blush. Luca's praise made me preen every time, and I loved it.
Once Luca made his way up to my face, he gave me a sloppy kiss, and I felt my strength start to return. I pushed myself up, flipping our positions so that I was on top, straddling him. Luca looked up at me, and he arched an eyebrow in question, curious as to what I had planned. I reached out to his bedside table and grabbed a condom, quickly opening it and sliding it onto him.
“This is my race win, and I want my reward how I want it,” I challenged, knowing full well that Luca liked to be in charge. Still, I could tell he was curious. I leaned down for a kiss, tasting myself on his lips.
“And what does my principessa want with me?”
I smirked at him as I raised my hips, lining myself up with his cock. I let myself slowly sink down onto him. Luca put his hands on my hips as I adjusted to his size.
“Fuck…” I let out, stilling myself as I put both my hands on his chest. If I wasn’t too blissed out in pleasure, I would have been annoyed by the cocky look on his face.
After a few more moments, I began to move my hips, picking up the place as Luca lay there, watching me with his large, brown eyes – enjoying the show. It didn’t take long before I could see Luca starting to move closer to his orgasm. His hips started to buck up into me, and each thrust was becoming more erratic. Luca moved his fingers to my clit, massing it gently, making my second orgasm continue to grow inside of me.
Before I knew it, I felt my body start to tremble as pleasure started to hit me in waves.
Once again, I started chanting Luca's name, enjoying his now brutal pace. After a few more thrusts, Luca let out a final grunt, calling out my name as I felt him finally reach his high. I collapsed on top of his chest, panting away as I attempted to catch my breath. I felt Luca's hand come to my back, and he started to gently rub up and down.
