Luca

I sat up now and stared back at him lying next to me.

“Are you kidding? The minute my Dad was out the picture she installed a revolving door on the house for her ever growing line of creepy boyfriends to come over. She even had a guy in her bed the night of Dad’s funeral.”

“Can’t have been much fun seeing your Mum move on so fast.” Luca said with a sympathetic look in his eyes, he so wasn’t getting what I was hinting at. So I spelt it out for him.

“I couldn’t give a rat’s ass who my Mum was fucking, what I objected to was that they were more interested in getting into my room and my bed than my Mums. Having an overweight forty year old breathing stale beer fumes over you whilst he wrestles to get your pyjama bottoms off isn’t the best way to be woken up in the middle of the night. And trust me that wasn’t the only time I had to fight them off. My narcissistic Mother however didn’t believe shit when I told her. No, she just threw my ass out the door before I’d even reached my seventeenth birthday because she caught the boyfriend of the hour naked in my bed whilst I was taking a shower. I had no idea he was there, but when I argued back she took his word over mine.”

Luca hung his head, closed his eyes and rubbed them with one hand as if willing away the guilt.

“I’m so sorry Chloe.”

I shrugged and lay back down next to him, my arm snaking around his warm muscly waist.

“It’s in the past. At least I know now what happened and why you never came back. I guess I kinda understand even though I wish you’d have checked in with me at the very least. I missed you guys. You…you broke my heart.”

Luca rolled over to move his body on top of mine, his weight held up by his strong arms.

“The last thing I’d ever want to do is hurt you Chloe, not then and definitely not now.”

I looked deep into those glistening green eyes and sighed, “Well you have my heart now so this time….please take better care of it okay.”

He leant down to place a whisper of a kiss on my lips as he breathed back, “Always.”

Then he moved over me to settle himself in between my legs. I could feel how hard he was and the yearning I saw in his eyes drove me wild. I pulled him down to me to kiss him again. My tongue slipped past his lips and he met me with his own sensual licks and strokes.

“It’s always been you Chloe.” He muttered into my neck as he trailed soft gentle kisses along my neck to my ear and nipped at my ear lobe. His hands skating down my side to my ass then up along the back of my leg as he pulled my leg up to bend at the knee.

“I want to take my time with you Chloe. I want to savour this.” He sighed.

I twirled my fingers in his hair and ground my hips into his.

“I need to feel you.” I begged.

He gave a low chuckle, “All in good time, I need to get you ready. I want you begging for me….desperate.” He was moving down my body now, tweaking my nipples between my fingers and rolling them into hard nubs. His mouth moving tantalisingly slow over my tummy, my belly button and then he shifted focus to my legs, sitting up in between my bent knees and kissing along my calves, behind my knees and drawing out licks and nips along the inside of my thighs.

“I’m begging now.” I wined. “Please…”

He speared his tongue and ran a pointed lick from my ass all the way up to my clit and the moan that came out of my mouth was so wanton but I didn’t care. I’d happily ride his face if he made me come like he did last night.

He was seriously good at this shit, he knew when to increase the pressure and the pace, he listened to my moans and groans, he paid attention to my body and how I wriggled and moved underneath him.

“You are so so good at that, don’t stop, don’t ever stop.” I willed him to stay there until he’d drawn every last pulse and spark of my orgasm that was painfully close.

“You’re so responsive Chloe. It makes doing this so easy. I know exactly what you need.” He said, then like the master he was he sucked my clit into his mouth and pushed two fingers inside me to rub and tease me towards my goal. The feel of his fingers steadily coaxing me into that spiral of ecstasy along with the erotic way his mouth worked my clit made me come hard and fast, so fast it gave no warning just exploded like a surprise party popper sending my legs to jelly, and my head to mush. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, lay there between my legs, doing things to me that weeks ago would have made me feel embarrassed, but I wanted to bare myself to him, to be his wit

hout restriction. I wanted to feel everything with him in every way possible. I loved that he was loving me like this. I felt worshipped by him. Even having him below me like this made me feel powerful, in control. Even though it was clear he was the one who was in the driving seat.

He lifted himself up over me now, my climax was just starting to wane, he had the biggest grin on his face as he held himself above me.

“Put your left foot on my shoulder.” He commanded, so I did and all I can say is whoa, he blew my mind.

He thrust into me hard with my foot against him. Feeling him this way felt totally different to last night. The way he stretched me was always sublime, but he was deeper and more frantic this morning.

The grunts and panting felt so horny, I wanted to make him cry for me like I’d done for him. The sound of the headboard banging against the wall so aggressively spurred me on, made me want to push him further over the edge. I let my foot go over his shoulder and lifted my other leg. He took my cue and pushed both of my legs over his shoulders now, driving into me in hard and deep thrusts.

“I don’t think I’ll be doing much work today…” He said between grunts, “I’ll be too busy….doing you.”

I smirked back up at him, his hair was hanging wild over his forehead as he lost himself in me, in us; a massive shit eating grin on his face.