Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
However, Rhea stood on the spot petrified, not because he looked horrendous with the blood on him, but with the fear that she almost lost him. While she had been angry with him for the rest of the day, Lukas must have been out there, doing God knows what that almost got him killed. He would have died out there and she wouldn’t even know. She felt so horrible inside of her. What if that morning had been their last time together and they spent it that way – with her being mad at him.
“No, amore mio, no tears,” Lukas was by her side, cupping her cheeks and wiping away the tears that wouldn’t stop flowing down her cheeks, “I’m so sorry, you shouldn’t have seen this. My bad, forgive me, ” He thought she couldn’t handle him being all bloodied.
But Rhea could handle him, but what she couldn’t handle was him dying. She was so tired of losing her loved ones; she was afraid of being left alone.
First, it was her father, then learning her mother abandoned her as a kid and now Lukas was in constant danger, no, he always lived with death knocking at his doorsteps. It was too much for her.
Hence, the more Lukas tried to console her, the more the tears kept flowing.
The Offer In The Bathroom
Lukas looked as if he was caught between the devil and the dark blue sea. He didn’t want Rhea to cry anymore and attempted to comfort her, however, he couldn’t hug her with his bloodied body – which was the reason for her crying in the first place. Hence, he only cupped her cheeks and brushed away every single tear that trailed down her eyes.
He had never loved tears, they frightened him seeing that was all he was reminded of each time he thought about his mother. As a kid, Lukas lost count of the number of times he saw his mother crying in secret and that traumatized him knowing there was nothing he could do to change that.
In one word, tears frightened him and now that Rhea wouldn’t stop crying, he was left anxious and in confusion. He had promised never to make his woman cry like his father did and yet he failed miserably. Rhea was crying and it was all his fault.
“Don’t cry, my love. The blood you see on my body are more of my enemies than mine,” He tried to comfort her.
Rhea tried to stop crying, really tried to, but the aching in her heart was too much and it seems the dam holding them back all this while broke at the sight of the battered Lukas. However, hearing that the blood on him was more of his enemy than his, calmed her down a bit and she was able to ask, “W-hat happened?”
“Gang war,” Lukas answered, brushing away the tears from her eyes, relieved that she was no longer crying, but the hiccups were another thing.
“Why?” She asked, eyes zeroing in on the bruise on his face. Yeah, that mother fucker had managed to launch that one before he ended him.
“I can’t discuss it while looking this way,” Lukas told her, finally letting go of her and beginning to work on his button, pulling the shirt off and tossing it at the corner.
Her eyes moved from the bloody clothe on the floor and then back to him, her gaze taking in his body and he appreciated the heat in her eyes as she swallowed. Even in this state, she still found him attractive.
…..
Her face went beet red when Rhea realized Lukas caught her looking and she forced her gaze to the ground. God, he must think of her as a horny rabbit.
However, a rich chuckle came from his mouth instead as he lifted her chin and told her, “You can stare all you want, princess. My body belongs to you.”
Her heart missed a beat at that sentence and desire shot straight to her core and Rhea clenched her thighs together to relieve the heat. Something was wrong with her, no, Lukas was doing weird things to her body.
“I need to wash the blood off my body,” Lukas told her and like a mindless zombie, she didn’t even realize she was following him until he suddenly stopped and she ran into his back, stumbling back with a yelp. Damn, he was all hard.
He looked at her brows raised in surprise,” You want to join me in the shower? Although I must warn you about the blood -“
“No!” Rhea shouted quickly, flustered. Damn, why was this place suddenly hot? However, a grin suddenly spread Lukas’s lips to the side as he saw her reaction.
So he tilted his head to the side, suggesting, “Or you can watch me?”
“No-” Rhea was about to reject the offer again when she changed her mind. Why should she be the shy one? Moreover, he was the one who proposed the idea, why shouldn’t she honor the invitation?
“Fine. If you say so, Lukas. ” Rhea said with a sultry voice, switching on to her seductive mode. She had nothing to be ashamed of, after all, she and Lukas had done it all already and she had seen all there is to see. Moreover, she had to prove to him that she wasn’t as innocent as he pegged her to be.
Lukas’s smile broadened with a glint in his eyes that held promises and her body tingled in response. Alright, focus on not making a fool of yourself, Rhea!
He took her hand and led her along, and Rhea tried not to look at his bloodied shirt at the corner and be reminded of the fact she could have lost him today. What in the world happened?
As expected, his bathroom was spacious and modern, not that this was her first time coming here. Lukas finally let go of her and went into the transparent shower stall and turned on the dial, letting the shower head douse him with water while still in his pants. It washed away the blood from his body, the colored water swirling down the drain until there was not a trace of blood on him and that was when the fun began.
Lukas turned to look at her and she stared at his wet hair which was now in ringlets and she fought against the urge to just walk up to him and run her hands through it, soothing his scalp until he purred in satisfaction. But no, she was just here to watch, Lukas was not going to tempt her into that shower. So help her, God.
His hand went to his flyer and she gulped, her throat suddenly going dry and Rhea had to grab the edge of the sink beside her to support herself in case her leg decided to fail her, because she knew deep inside that Lukas was about to give her a run for her money.
He pulled his pants down languidly, giving Rhea enough time to stare at his powerful thighs before stepping out of the pants and kicking it outside the stall. He then stood to his full strength and Rhea forgot how to breathe.
Lukas was all male, hard and muscle, and her eyes greedily took in his ridged abdomen, the planes of his hard shoulder, and the deep V which doved beneath his boxers. And speaking of boxers, the material was so wet that she could see the outline of his ragging arousal and she shivered not from the cold, but from anticipation.
A Taste of Him
Lukas was teasing her, Rhea realized when he tugged on his waistband and wouldn’t let her see the real deal. She almost released a frustrated sigh, but Rhea wouldn’t make it seem like she was the most eager out of the both of them.
So she controlled the slow warmth burning its way down to her core, her hands grasping the edge of the ceramics harder. Thankfully the surface wasn’t wet else her hands would have slipped by now with the way she was holding on tight. However, her clammy hands told her she wouldn’t be holding on for long.
Lukas had switched to the warm water now and the fog forming around him made the sight more enthralling as if this was a strip show. Rhea didn’t know what he was planning, but no show could compare to this one she was watching.
The asshole called her boyfriend must be testing her patience because he grabbed the shower gel and lathered the loofah and began to wash with his boxers on, hiding the prize she wanted him to unveil so much. And God, he was killing her.
“You look uncomfortable,” Lukas asked, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he stood under the shower head, washing away the sod off his body. He turned around and she was able to see the hard contours of his back, his firm bottom that she dug her nails into while he fucked her madly, and of course, the exquisite drawing of Samson on his body, and she drank it all in greedily.
He was like a Greek god, strong and powerful, and Rhea realized how privileged she was to be watching this Adonis have his bath. She had a feeling that none of his past girlfriends had been given a treat like this one because Lukas was a very careful human being and would never lower his defenses in front of someone he doesn’t trust, or know their capability.
She was only capable of stealing his things right under his nose not attempting the suicide plan of trying to kill or attack him. Lukas would snap her neck before she thought of it and whether he loves her or not, he would never forgive her betrayal.
The moment Rhea had been waiting for finally came when Lukas bent down and pulled down his pants, never standing up until he stepped out of the material. So when he straightened up, Rhea was staring at his hard-on that was standing at attention, and her breath hitched in her throat.
Lukas’s gaze never wavered nor stray off her face as he stood proudly in the stall, facing her and naked as the day he was born. Rhea looked at his huge manhood, reliving the way he had stretched her fully, and honestly, it was quite hard to believe it fit inside of her. No wonder her body felt as if he split her into two when she woke. Her core throbbed and she looked into his dark, lustful eyes daring her to make a move.
…..
Oh, he didn’t believe that she could.
So Rhea pushed away from the sink and then sashayed towards him, her eyes never leaving him even to blink until she was in the stall, stepping closer to him till their bodies were touching and she was drenched in the shower as well.
Lukas’s eyes widened honestly when she made that move, he had not expected her to stand up to the challenge and thought she would make him come up to her and convince her instead. It seems his little siren was growing bolder by the day and he was fucking proudly of her. And for sure, now she took the bait by following him into the bathroom, there would be lots of fucking.
Rhea didn’t know where the courage came from but she had thrown shame out of the window the moment she arrived in this stall. Hence, she rubbed her wet clothes against his body and purred, “You called me here. Here, I am,”
Lukas’s gaze darkened and he grew achingly hard for her when she ground against him and took his mouth in a hard kiss that robbed the breath out of his lungs. She was not a Luciano, but she had the qualities that made one, brave and confident, especially when she reached between them and took his member in her hand, running her hands over his head. Yeah, she would make a good queen by his side – a queen that would bring him down to his knees with the way she was holding him.
A sharp hiss expelled from Lukas’s lips when she caressed his tip, devouring the sound he made in the kiss while he grew bigger in her grasp, fascinating her. Her hand ran up and down his length, squeezing tight and he groaned causing her to part from the kiss and drop to her knees.
Rhea ran her tongue over the head of his dick tentatively as if trying to figure out how to work this thing but that was enough to make him growl, proving to her that she was doing it right.