Filed to story: No Escape From The Mafia Kings Embrace
Luca’s smirk deepened, “Any other ones, other than the one on your hip?”, he questioned. “Nope”, I said, shaking my head. Luca peeked at me, smiling at my reaction to his hands on my legs. “Time to take your shirt off, piccola (little one)”, he uttered gutturally, reaching out for the hem of my shirt. He gently pulled the shirt from my body and began thoroughly checking me for bruises. He applied some ointment to my shoulder before having me turn around. His hand on my hip was tender and hot, his body warmth spread from his hand. I heard him grunt before sighing. His fingers were gentle as they applied cream to parts of my hips and shoulder blades.
“Fuck, I’m so sorry, Marabella”, he whispered, as his fingers skimmed my skin. My heart pounded in my chest, from the feel of his skin on mine. “It’s okay, Luca”, I assured him, as I held onto the hand he gripped my hip with. I felt his lips touch between my shoulder blades, drawing a gasp from my lips. Then, they touched the base of my neck, making goosebumps spread across my skin. I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access to my neck. A deep chuckle resonated in Luca’s chest, as he brought his body closer to mine.
“Do you like the way that feels, piccola (little one)? Because I could do this all night”, he uttered against my skin, before grazing his teeth against my neck. I felt his other hand ghost across my hip, up my torso, until his fingers closed around my throat. “Mm, yes”, I breathed out. I felt Luca grin against my neck. “Good”, he whispered, closing his mouth over my skin in a deep kiss. I moaned as I grabbed onto his wrist for something to grip. My chest rose and fell heavily with each stuttered breath I took.
Luca planted kisses on my neck before using his hand on my throat to tilt my head in the other direction. Each time his lips would connect with my flesh, a new set of goosebumps would spread over my body, followed by a tingling sensation. My other hand gripped onto his thigh that he had maneuvered to either side of me.
When did he do that? I felt Luca’s fingers tighten around my throat and pull my back flush against his chest. His lips moved dominantly against my skin, making me mewl and squirm against him. “Smettila di muoverti, piccola (stop moving, little one)”, he commanded gutturally. “Luca”, I moaned, gripping his thigh tighter. “Fanculo (Fuck)”, he uttered, his hand slipping from my hip to my inner thigh.
My body felt like fire had engulfed it, by his touch alone. I loved the way his lips felt on my skin, but it was stirring a storm in me that I didn’t know how to handle. “Luca, wait”, I panted out. Luca immediately backed off, slightly. His hand left my thigh and returned to my hip, his grip on my throat loosened and his lips left my skin, being replacedby his forehead, as he rested it on my shoulder.
Luca’s breathing was labored, “I’m sorry, piccola (little one). Thank you for stopping me”, he muttered softly. I nodded gently as I tried to catch my bearings. “I get lost in the feel of you against my lips. I could kiss your body for hours”, he uttered gutturally. I had to close my eyes and inhale deeply because of that comment. I, too, could get lost in the feel of his lips on me. But, for hours? I would give in to him.
“I had better go shower. I’m dirty and you’re clean”, he whispered, releasing my neck and patting my thighs, before pulling out of our position. I sat there, frozen and speechless, as I tried to process all the feelings of what just happened. Luca’s half naked body appeared in front of me. I felt his forefinger and thumb touch my chin, lifting it so he could see my face. A seductive smirk was etched onto his lips. His head tilted to the side slightly as he studied my face.
“You are so beautiful, bambina (baby girl)”, he whispered. I felt my face heat in embarrassment, only making Luca’s smirk turn into a smile. Luca leaned down and claimed my lips, softly. “I’ll be out in just a few minutes”, he whispered against my lips. “Okay”, I uttered, my lips brushing his. He placed a kiss on my forehead before going into the bathroom.
Marabella’s POV
I walked to the coffee table on the other side of the room, and grabbed my school books. I wasn’t lying to Luca’s mom when I told her I had work to do. I have a lot to do. I climbed back up on the bed and got comfortable. I decided to start with agriculture. This lesson is about growth times for different plants, soil aeration, the length of plant life and their uses. And with the advanced course that I take, I must memorize every single plant ever recorded and its functions.
I put my headphones in and chose one of my ‘work’ playlists, then got started. Something that helps me remember what I am learning, is to write everything down from my textbook, verbatim. These are my notes. I keep all of my notes. I even have a storage shed in town that holds the last two and half years of notes from school, in case I ever need to look back at them.
I don’t know how much time went by before I felt a dip in the bed, directly behind me. A hand touched my waist, startling me and making me spin my upper body around to face him. I pulled one of my ear buds out as the other hand went to my chest to steady my heart. “Jesus, Luca. You scared the shit out of me”, I panted.
A beautiful smile graced Luca’s lips, “I’m sorry, gattina (kitten). That was not my plan. I was quite enjoying watching you work”, he grinned. I furrowed my eyebrows, “How long have you been watching me, Luca?”, I asked skeptically. “Oh, about fifteen minutes”, he shrugged, a playful smirk on his lips. “You looked focused, and absolutely adorable. I didn’t want to disturb you”, he said, tilting his head to the side. I blushed deeply and tried to face back forward, but Luca’s hand grasped my chin and stopped me.
“I want a kiss before you get lost in that sea of knowledge, again”, he uttered playfully. I smiled and connected my lips to his. His sandalwood scent engulfed me, completely discombobulating me. My lips lingered on his, longer than I intended, so that I could inhale him. “I love the way you smell”, I uttered against his lips. “I love the way you taste”, he murmured, before reconnecting his lips to mine. His tongue slipped past my lips, making me grip at his neck. When his hands tightened on my hips, I moaned into the kiss.
Luca pulled back and laid his forehead on mine. “You better get back to your school work, before I have you distracted for the rest of the day”, Luca whispered, with a smirk. I groaned as my bottom lip poked out slightly in a pout. “None of that, piccola (little one). Your work is important”, he muttered, nudging my nose with his.
I sighed as I looked back at the mountain of schoolwork. Luca snuggled me between his thighs and set his laptop up to the side. His hand mindlessly combed through my wet curls, as he typed on his computer, and I left one of my headphones out as I studied.
I couldn’t count how many songs played before my stomach growled. Luca chuckled behind me, making my face heat up and me peak over my shoulder at him. “How about dinner? You’ve been at it for hours and haven’t eaten anything since way earlier”, Luca suggested, as he pulled my books from my lap and set them on the other side of the bed. I nodded meekly, still embarrassed by how loud my stomach growled.
