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Luca chuckled softly. “I’m just glad we’re doing this together. I want to build a future with you, Claire.”
As I met his gaze, a surge of certainty washed over me. I couldn’t imagine my life without him. “I want that too, Luca. I really do. I love you.”
“I love you too, babe,” Luca replied with a gentle kiss.
With smiles that promised more lazy mornings and future adventures, we settled back into the warmth of each other.Plans buzzed through my head, and despite the remnants of last night’s revelry, nothing could dull the excitement of what lay ahead, wrapping us in a cocoon of bright possibilities.
Under my gorgeous gold dress, I wore a delicate gold lace bra, without the matching knickers, and hold-ups. Luca told me not to wear any knickers, and, as much as I wasn’t used to going commando, I’d followed his instructions. The feeling was odd, foreign—but somehow thrilling. Just before we arrived at the venue, Luca handed me a gift. “Slip these on,” he said. So, instead of gold lace knickers, I was wearing a little pair of ‘vibrating panties,’ as the box had so innocently called them.
Wearing something like that out in public felt a little outrageous, but when Luca commanded, I found myself unable to resist. We’d played this game before, and tonight, I knew I was in for a ride.
During dinner, Luca wielded that remote like a weapon, teasing me relentlessly. Every press of the button sent a shock straight through me, my body reacting instantly, only for him to stop just before it became too much. He repeated this pattern until I was practically trembling, trying desperately to maintain some outward composure so no one at the restaurant would catch on to our game. But it was a delicious form of torture, one I hadn’t known I’d come to crave.
Luca, of course, revelled in my torment, his eyes glinting with amusement every time I squirmed in my seat. Months ago, I’d have never allowed myself to indulge in such wickedness—rigid control had ruled my life. But Luca had torn down those walls, and with them, my inhibitions. Now, there seemed to be no limit to the desires I was willing to explore with him.
He knew exactly what he was doing, taking me right to the edge before pulling me back, over and over. It was maddening and utterly intoxicating. The anticipation of what he had planned once we were alone in the hotel room had my pulse racing, and I could hardly wait to see how far he’d push me tonight.
Once cocooned inside the room, Luca wasted no time in showing me what he had in store.
Champagne was poured over my tits and licked off, a trail of it dripping down between my breasts and onto my stomach, he followed it with his tongue licking it up as he went.
I giggled as he poured some into my belly button before sucking and licking it out. Slowly, with a wicked gleam in his eye, he moved down my body and poured more over my mound and does the same there. Then more through my folds. I gasped at the cold tingle that accompanied it. He chuckled, bending down and licked it up. My pussy clenched with excitement. After the torture it had endured, this was more than it could take and I came with a squeal.
Luca brought the bottle to my mouth, making me drink and then took a swig himself before he pressed first his lips, then the neck of the bottle against my entrance, slowly pouring a little of the liquid inside me, quickly lapping it up with his tongue.
“Claire flavoured champagne. I need to bottle it. I want it with every meal,” he said with a teasing chuckle.
Fuck, Mr Sexy Kisser was such a bloody he deviant, and I loved it.
“Up,” he commanded, lifting me into his arms, our naked bodies rubbing together deliciously as he moved us to the hotel bathroom and into the large jacuzzi bath. The bubbling water was warm and sent shivers over my body, heightening its sensitivity.
Luca, positioned me kneeling, then climbed in behind me. Leaning down, he squeezed my arse. “God, you have the best ass, babe. These cheeks are mine,” he growled, running his palms all over them before giving them a light smack, and I shuddered in delight.
He bit my bum cheeks, one after the other, sucking hard on them, and I knew he was giving me a love bite there, marking me, marking my ass as his.
Some people might hate that, and there was I time I would have, not anymore. Now, I delighted in the act of possession. It was as sexy as hell!
Riding his cock, tits bouncing, murmuring his name, rocking against him in desperation, I revelled in the sensations that only he could elicit.
I had no idea how he managed to make every time feel more electrifying than the last, but somehow, he did. Each time we came together, it was like he knew exactly how to push me further, make me feel more. God, I was never going to get enough of him. Every touch, every kiss, everything about Luca consumed me completely.
How I ever thought I could keep away from him now seemed laughable. How I’d managed to stay away for so long after our first kiss? A mystery. One thing was certain—there was no going back. I couldn’t leave him, not when his gaze alone could light me up inside. Luca was mine, just as much as I was his. Bratva soldier or not, this man was my dream, and I wasn’t letting him go. I’d fallen hard and there was no denying it, no worrying over it, just acceptance now.
I looked into his eyes and knew that was where I belonged. “I love you, Luca,” I whispered.
His breath hitched, and I saw all the love I felt for him reflected back in them.
“I love you too, sweetheart!” he said, grinning before kissing me long and hard until my pussy clenched, ready for more action. The things that man’s kisses can do to me.
“Round two?” he asked.
“Hell yeah!”
CHAPTER 36
LUCA
A FEW DAYS LATER – IT’S FINALLY OVER