42. Luciano
Chapter 42
Luciano
I didn't want to end her high, but letting her linger in her sub-space too long wouldn't do her any good right now. It was too dangerous, not only for her but for me as well. She was too compliant for my comfort, and with her mind being higher than cloud nine, there was no way she could differentiate a limit if I accidentally hit one. I didn't want to keep a scene going if she couldn't use her safe-word.
Letting go of her wrists, I slowed my hips to a halt, keeping myself buried completely in her as I covered her face and neck in butterfly kisses. "Juliet, sweetheart, focus on my voice and come back to me." She didn't like that one bit. Her head shook with denial while her body pushed and struggled against mine.
This was going to be one hell of a crash for her, and all I could do was hold her and ease her through it all. I wish I could give her more relief than that, take away the mass anxiety I knew was coming. Juliet always became a sobbing, anxious, and clingy mess with her drops, and the severity of it depended on the high. Needless to say, she had never lost herself this much yet, so I braced myself for the worst.
The seconds dragged on to what felt like forever as I held her tightly in my arms, listening to her panting and whimpering slowly turn into hiccups and sobs. Her hands and arms that hit and pushed at me frantically grabbed and locked me in a vice grip as her crash took over.
"Hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay. I got you. I am right here, and I won't let you go." I assured her sweetly with back rubs and kisses to her face.
Carefully, with her clinging to me like a baby monkey, I got onto the bed and sat with my back against the headboard. We stayed like this for a long while, me comforting her while she went through her crash. I didn't care if I had to stay like this for a whole hour or more; as long as I provided Juliet with the safety she needed, then that was all I cared about.
When her shaking and sobbing calmed down a fair amount, I reluctantly released an arm from her to reach over to the nightstand and grab the supplies I always kept stashed there for these moments—her crashes. The top drawer of my nightstand was constantly stocked with water bottles and her favorite snacks.
"Small sips, principessa , small sips," I instructed her in a gentle voice as I tipped the bottle against her lips slightly. "There we go, that's it, slowly, good girl." Her head kept pressing forward for more, but I didn't want her to gulp down the water so fast and get sick from it. So, I carefully pulled away enough so she couldn't chug the thing down.
Setting the water down after she got a good amount in her, I rubbed her arms and shoulders. "You want your chocolate?" That question was met with a quick shake of her head. "One of your gummies?" Another quiet shake of her head before she buried herself into me more. "Trail mix?" A small hum of agreement followed the nodding of her head.
Digging through the drawer, I pulled out her bag of trail mix, mainly pieces of chocolates with cashews and yogurt-covered fruit bites. Like before, I slowly fed her until she turned her head away in refusal.
"I need to go to the bathroom to grab some washcloths. Will you be fine in the bed alone for a minute?" Sometimes, she liked me carrying her around, but sometimes, she was too tired to be bothered.
Dropping an arm from around my neck, she patted the bed and leaned away a bit from me. I felt bad for the way she winced when I shifted her under me and pulled out from her slowly. I was soft, but no doubt she was really sore after her first time with someone so big.
Moaning softly, Juliet pressed herself into the bed as she reached a hand down and cupped herself. "I know, I'm sorry, sweetheart." I apologized with a kiss on her forehead.
What she did next surprised me a little, and I couldn't help but sit there on my knees and marvel at the wonderful sight. I watched her slide her fingers along with her slit with bated breath, not daring to blink out of fear of missing something important. Picking up and covering her fingers with my cum that seeped out of her, she brought it up to her reddened lips and sucked them clean while keeping her sultry eyes zoned in on mine.
"Fuck." I gasped under my breath.
That was probably the hottest thing I have ever seen in my damn life.
If I weren't taking it easy on her, I would have dove right back this instant until she came undone around my cock again.
Recollecting myself with calculated breaths, I willed myself to leave my irresistible girl before I did something regretful. I felt bad for leaving her alone right now, even if it was for a few seconds. I didn't take long to dampen a few washcloths and return to Juliet, who laid there looking happier than ever with the widest smile ever. Seeing her in such a state of bliss made me want to snap a picture to keep this moment forever.
"Luciano, it's getting sticky." She whined with a pout.
Grinning like an idiot, I leaned down and kissed her softly. "I mean, I'm not complaining. The fact my cum is all inside of you and on your thighs is nice." Call me a feral idiot, but her being marked by my cum pulled at my primal heartstrings.
"Luca." She pleaded me with her eyes while pawing at my forearm weakly.
Chuckling, I relented and began to clean her up, taking my sweet time to enjoy her body. Also, I had to be careful and gentle not to hurt her any.
Done, I threw the washcloths over into the bathroom, intending to deal with it in the morning because all I wanted to do right now was hold Juliet and spoil her with affection, which was exactly what I did.
Pulling both of us under the sheets, I wrapped my arms tightly around her and held her tightly, pressing our bare bodies against each other. "I will never get enough of this plushy body of yours." I groaned happily into her hair, sliding a hand down the curve of her back to the round globe of her ass to grope it softly.
"It's your fault for making me eat." She groaned into my chest, snuggling into me more.
"This is how your body is naturally meant to be. I mean, you were a pile of big sticks for bones when I got you, and I did nothing but pad it with some meat." I remarked, kissing the top of her head.
Looking down at her, I smiled happily to myself as I stroked her hair with my other hand. "That aside, how are you? Was it too much? I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" Obviously, I held back a bit for both our sakes.
Juliet's head moved back and forth against my chest before her round almond eyes peered up at me with her giggly smile. "Perfect. I mean, you had me worried a bit with the gun and the shooting. But, the fake marriage certificate and papers were a nice touch."
"Who said they were fake?" I teased with a chuckle. "And, I mean, how else would I have gotten you to sign the papers?"
"Because it's just a scene. Besides, there's no way any of it could be legally binding, considering how you forced me to sign by shoving a gun up my vagina." She replied with a roll of her eyes, shifting to lean back and look at me fully. "And you could have just fucked me stupid then and there to get my compliance."
Twirling a lock of her hair around my finger, I looked at her with a cruel smirk. "I mean, I pay our lawyers enough to keep their mouths shut and ignore certain things."
"Luciano, I swear, you better have those papers shredded and burned to ashes." It was hard to tell if she was joking or not with the mixed glare in her eyes.
"Don't worry," I assured her with a kiss on the forehead. "Those papers will be shredded and burned to ashes."
Shame, it would have been nice to officially call her my wife.
Toning everything back to a calm and serious mood, I pressed her, "But tell me more. Let me know your thoughts and feelings about everything." It was important to debrief and decompress after such an intense scene, especially given that this was something huge for Juliet.
"I mean, I can't believe you had a loaded gun on me and that you shot at me." She grumbled, clearly displeased at the fact. "But I'm not gonna lie, the thrill and excitement of the adrenaline rush was unexpected and nice."
I didn't tell her, and I probably won't right now, but the gun was loaded with blanks.
Leaning up on her arms, Juliet pressed my arm against the bed flat open and laid her head on it like a pillow. "I liked it more than I thought, and it was so much more amazing than what I imagined." Seeing the uncontrolled smile spread on her face caused my own lips to curl happily. "I really can't explain it, this immense happiness and freedom. It's like having a breath of fresh air after being cooped up in a dank basement. And, it probably sounds weird, but I feel like I'm in control again, that my life is actually my own again."
Tears glistened in her eyes as she reached a hand out and placed it against my cheek. "You gave me a part of myself back, the part I thought died that day at the stupid lounge . Gave me back my firsts, let me have my firsts with someone I trust, someone I wanted." A few tears streaked down her cheeks with her blinking. "Thank you for doing this for me, for agreeing. I really can't put into words how grateful I am."
Words weren't needed with how stupid her kiss made me. The moment her lips touched and pressed harder into mine, my mind completely went blank. "I love you so much." She cried happily against me.
"Oh, amorina. " I should be on my knees kissing her feet and thanking her for trusting and allowing me to help her act out the fantasy.
As I studied her closely, I couldn't help but frown when I noticed the slight bruising on her cheeks, hips, and inner thighs. I didn't get much of a chance to fret over her body fully; the feeling of her soft hand over mine to redirect it to her face stopped my roaming. "Darling, stop. I can see the gears turning in your head and the steam coming out of your ears." A strained chuckle left her teasing grin. "I am fine, promise. None of it hurts, not now, not then. If things got too much then I would have used the safe-word. I loved every second of what we did, and I loved everything you did to me."
My words became muffled by Juliet's mouth before they could be fully formed. "No more worrying about me. I am perfectly fine and happy." She assured me with a confident smile. "How about you? How are you feeling?" Now, it was her turn to look at me with worry.
"I don't like to admit it, but it was better than I thought. It took me a bit to get out of my own head, but once I got myself in the zone, I found myself enjoying it more than I thought I would." Yet, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty for indulging in the scene as much as I did.
Juliet looked at me with understanding eyes as she stroked the back of my hand with her thumb. "I know how you feel, and it's the same for me." She sympathized.
Peaceful silence washed over us like a calm wave as we lay there looking at each other adoring. Then, Juliet's demeanor changed with a bite of her lip as she leaned up over me, pushing me flat on the bed with a hand to my chest. "Did you enjoy it enough to possibly do it again?" She asked in a suggestive tone and seductive glimmer to her eyes.
Of all the things to come out of her mouth right now, that was probably the last thing on my list of possibilities for tonight. The curveball she threw me sent my mind for a spin, and it took me a minute to reset myself to reply to her after fully processing her question. "I might pull a knife on you next time." I half-joked with a smile of disbelief.
"Don't give me more ideas, dear husband." Juliet teased me back with a soft chuckle, pecking a kiss on my lips. "I might start to wonder if my brutish mafia husband might come back one night all bloody and high on bloodlust and demand some relief from his poor, helpless wife. And when I don't want to, maybe he gets a little forceful, the whole 'I take what I want when I want' bullshit, and cuts my clothes off with his knife, runs it against my body, holds it against me, maybe nick me a little to show he means business."
"Oh, I'm the one giving you ideas?" I shot back with a playful laugh, digging my fingers into her sides softly to tickle a few laughs out of her. "We are going to have to have another long talk about our limits again before we engage in any more role-playing and fantasies." It was obvious tonight tapped into a side neither of us was aware we had, so we had to reword our list with each other and establish new boundaries.
"That's a tomorrow problem. Right now, sleep." Juliet giggled, poking my nose.
"And maybe have your lawyer hold off on getting rid of those papers."