Filed to story: No Escape From The Mafia Kings Embrace
“You and Cal can take a break”, Luca told Rex, as we stepped into the elevator. “Yes, boss”, Rex said, as the doors closed. I realized the back of the elevator was glass, giving you an unrealistic view of the city and valley below. “That is picture perfect”, I said, looking down . The elevator came to a halt, mid-floor, making me whip around to see what was wrong.
Luca had his hand over the emergency stop button and a beautiful smile on his lips. “Take your picture, principessa”, he chuckled, nodding toward the view. I smiled broadly, as I pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned around. I took a few really good shots, then turned back around to capture one of Luca.
He tilted his head with a lop-sided grin. “What was that for?”, he asked. “Me. I couldn’t resist. You look way too handsome in that suit, not to freeze the moment”, I answered. “Is that so?”, he grinned, as he took two steps towards me, pinning me in place. I nodded slowly. “How about you take one ofyou, enjoying the moment”, he whispered in my ear.
“How about I take one of the both of us”, I countered. Luca smirked, as he pulled back to look over my face. “Only if you send them to me”, he bargained. “Okay”, I smiled. Luca leaned in and captured my lips, as his hands cupped my neck. He pulled back, taking me with him so that he could slip behind me. Luca wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. I lifted my phone, taking a few pictures of us.
One where we are both smiling at the camera. Another where Luca is kissing my cheek. But then there is my favorite. Luca snaked his hand up, between my breast, and wrapped his fingers around my throat. “I better receive all of those”, Luca purred in my ear. “You will”, I said, breathlessly. “Good”, he muttered, running his nose along my neck.
My heart skipped a beat and my breath stuttered. The fire in me coming back to life. “Luca”, I moaned. “I just want to feel you against me, piccola”, he muttered, as his free hand pressed flat against my stomach, flattening me against him. I could feel every sharp edge of his toned body, pressed against mine, making me wiggle against him. “Marabella”, he breathed my name against my ear. I shuttered, wishing I wasn’t so inexperienced. Luca’s hand slid up my stomach to my breast so he could squeeze.
“What if someone sees us?”, I whispered worriedly. “It is a two-way glass, bambina. I could strip you butt-naked and take you against the window, and no one but us would know”, he purred against my neck. I bit my tongue to keep from moaning. His hot breath fanned my skin, as he groped my chest.
My hands went to his outer thighs for support. “Luca”, I breathed. “Do I need to stop?”, he muttered softly. “No”, I answered shakily. Luca groaned, as he spun me around and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and entwined my fingers in his hair, as I leaned in and connected my lips to his. Luca turned and pinned me against the glass, as he slipped his tongue past my lips. I ran my tongue along his and tightened my fingers in his hair.
Luca moaned as he pushed into me harder. One of his hands left my thigh and wrapped around my throat, breaking my hold on his hair. “Marabella, I don’t know how well I can behave. I want you badly, bambina”, Luca murmured against my lips. He rocked his hips into me, showing me how much he truly wanted me.
I couldn’t hold back my moan, as butterflies stirred deep in my belly. Luca chuckled softly, as he recaptured my lips. I relaxed against his hold, submitting to his touch. “If you don’t stop me now, I’m going to take you right here. And, I don’t want to do that to you, piccola”, he grumbled against my lips.
I reluctantly pushed Luca back, heeding his warning. “Let’s get what we need to done, so that we can go home”, I uttered, unwrapping my legs from him. Luca nodded once as he stepped away to press the emergency stop button again so that we could ascend to the top level.
He stepped back towards me to fix my hair. I smiled, as I reached up and did the same for him. “You are one of a kind, Marabella”, Luca uttered, as he kissed my forehead.
Marabella’s POV
The elevator doors opened to reveal a tall, lean, blonde woman. “Mr. Barello, I was beginning to get worried that you had got stuck”, her voice reminded me of Zera’s, high pitched and nasally. Luca released me and stood at the side, revealing me to the woman. “Nope. Everything is perfect”, Luca said cheerfully, as he took my hand.
“Sir, I don’t think you should bring a woman to your office. You have a potential business client waiting in there for you”, the blonde said, staying one step behind us, following closely.Luca stopped dead in his tracks. I thought for a moment that he was about to agree with her, but then he turned toward her with a scowl.
“First, this is my wife. Second, who the hell is in my office?”, Luca asked, irritated now. “Uh, a Mr. Bentley Graves, sir”, the blonde answered. Luca pinched the bridge of his nose. “How many times do I have to tell you not to just let anyone into my office?”, he asked, fuming.
The blonde stood before us with her mouth open and stuttering. “Come, bambina”, Luca said, softly pulling on my hand. I followed beside him quietly. Afraid to upset him anymore. “What do you want to eat, piccola?”, Luca asked, as we walked. “It doesn’t matter. Whatever you order”, I muttered. “Sabdra, get two of my favorite dishes from Fresco’s”, Luca said, over his shoulder. “Yes sir”, Sandra answered.
“You’ll love it, trust me”, Luca said, with a wink, as he opened his office door for me. Luca’s hand was on my back as we stepped across the threshold. The gentleman in his office quickly spun around from where he stood, at one of the book shelves. Luca quickly pulled me behind him. “Are you going through my things, Mr.Graves?”, Luca questioned, his voice was so deep and carried such authority that my knees wanted to buckle.
