Chapter 5
“T he waiter is checking you out,” Luca says with a bear of a scowl on his face.
“He is not.” He absolutely is. He always does whenever we come here.
“Little Bird, he’s been staring at your tits every time he talks to you. And when you got up to use the bathroom, his eyes followed your ass the whole way.”
I make a show of rolling my eyes while I take a sip of my water. “You sure he’s not checking you out? You’re the celebrity here.”
“And you’re the hottest woman on the planet. So yeah, I’m pretty fucking sure.”
“Hottest woman on the planet, huh?”
My heeled foot finds his leg beneath the table and slowly slides up until the toe reaches one of my favorite spots on him.
“You’re trying to distract me with your feminine wiles.”
I fight my grin at his grumpy face and use of the term feminine wiles. “Is it working?”
He grasps my foot under the table and slips off my heel. Deftly, he massages the arch of my foot while he presses it deeper against his hardening cock, rubbing me against him. “What does that tell you?”
“It tells me—”
“Is there anything else I can get you?” the waiter interrupts and yep, his eyes are glued to my cleavage.
Luca growls and I press my foot into him, urging him to be nice. “No, thank you. I think we’re all set.”
“Just the check then? No coffee or tea? Dessert perhaps?”
“She said we’re all set.”
Oh boy.
The waiter gives a quick nod and scurries off.
“Fuck this.”
Luca stands up, tossing his napkin down on his empty plate.
“Luca. Don’t.”
He plants a long, lingering, toe-curling kiss on my lips. “I’ll be right back.”
I flip around in my seat, watching as Luca storms across the restaurant toward the waiter, who is in the back, punching things into a built-in tablet.
Slipping my heel back on, I stare as Luca says something to the man that causes him to turn red and blanch and then cower back a step, nodding his head like a bobble doll.
Luca pats him on the shoulder, hands him his credit card, which the waiter runs through quickly, and then not even two minutes later, Luca returns with a look that instantly makes my panties wet. He takes my hand and helps me to stand, grazing my knuckles across his lips.
“What did you say?” I ask as we step outside, and he helps me into his family’s Tesla.
He runs around the car and, after starting it up, turns to me with a cocky grin. “I told him if he ever looks at anything but your eyes again, I’d cut him up into tiny pieces and use him as chum for the sharks and other predatory fish.”
“You did not.”
“Of course I did. He was staring at what’s mine, not to mention it was beyond rude and disrespectful to you.”
He pulls away from the sidewalk, driving us back toward the Fritz estate, and I reach my hand over, resting it on his upper thigh. “Do I get to show my appreciation for your noble act?”
Luca grasps my hand and places it over his hard cock.
“Unzip me and take me out.” He shifts in his seat, angling toward me and giving me easier access as we drive down the dark, empty road.
I make quick work of his button and zipper, eagerly doing just as he commands, and then I slide across the center console and take him right down my throat.
He hisses out a curse, one hand getting lost in my hair, the other on the wheel.
I slowly slide back, my tongue gliding up the underside of his dick before swirling it around the head, only to dive back down.
My hand reaches into his jeans, ignoring the teeth of the zipper, and I find his balls, massaging them as I bob and suck on his cock.
“You’re going to get us into an accident.”
“You focus on the road, and I’ll focus on your dick.”
He smells musky and masculine and tastes even better.
Going down on Luca might be one of my favorite things to do with him, if only because I get to watch him come apart.
In the month we’ve been together, I can’t get enough of him.
I’m stupidly, head over heels, insatiably, irrevocably in love. It’s like living in a fantasy.
A bubble I never want to burst.
“Such a good girl, taking my cock like that. That’s it. Swallow me down. Oh fuck, Raven, that’s perfect.”
I hum, getting off on how he calls me good girl, even though I know it’s a little sick and a bit misogynistic.
I don’t care. He’s not degrading me, he’s worshipping me.
Praising me. I let him bottom out in the back of my throat, gagging slightly.
My finger presses into the space between his balls and his ass, and he jerks up, forcing himself deeper into my mouth with a loud groan.
“Shit, baby. You do that again and I’m gonna come right down your throat.”
I quicken my movements, using my other hand to help jerk him into my mouth as I suck and slurp and bob up and down. His hand grips me by the roots, but no, no way. I abandon my hold on him and cover his hand with mine, urging him to fuck my mouth.
He loses it then, thrusting up and taking my mouth with abandon.
It’s nearly impossible to breathe when he does this, tears lining my eyes and slipping down my cheeks.
I take him as best as I can, swallowing and sucking hard, hollowing my cheeks, and flattening my tongue.
But when I give him a hint of my teeth, he fists my hair, rattles out a loud curse followed by a bellow, and shoots hot cum straight into my mouth.
I swallow him down, licking at anything left on him, and then sit up slowly, wiping at my swollen lips and tear-streaked cheeks.
He tucks himself back in, zipping and buttoning up quickly.
“Come here.” He grabs me, pulling me in for a kiss while keeping his eyes open and on the road.
“That was incredible. If not a little dangerous.”
I laugh. “You didn’t run us off the road.”
“I nearly did. Twice.”
“Then you better keep your eyes on the road.”
Sliding up the hem of my dress, I let him see my thigh-highs, the garters holding them in place, and the black satin of my panties.
“Jesus hell. You’ve been wearing that all night?” He runs a hand through his hair, gripping the wheel. I start to toy with the satin covering my pussy, running my fingers up and down my wet slit. “Fuck, I can smell you. Show me your pussy, Raven.”
I shake my head. “Uh-uh, hero. You’re driving, remember?”
“Shit, you’re a tease.” In his next breath, he reaches over, grabs the crotch of my panties, and rips them from my body.
I let out a surprised yelp, but all he does is push my thighs wider apart.
His eyes flash back and forth between me and the road.
“Keep your dress up. God, that’s so sexy.
You have no idea how hot you look like that.
Those thigh-highs and that garter and your glistening pussy, just begging for my mouth. ”
He has the filthiest mouth and I’m so there for it. I’m most definitely leaking all over his parents’ hundred-thousand-dollar car.
My fingers return to my pussy, and I pump my finger in and out, knowing it’s driving him wild. He’s already hard again, bulging through his jeans, and I lick my lips, wanting another taste of him. I’ll never get enough, and I tell him that, making him groan as I moan.
He reaches over, slipping a finger inside me along with mine, fucking me to the same rhythm I’m fucking myself.
It’s wet and it’s lewd and I’m already so close, having been halfway there from going down on him.
We’re getting near the estate, farther from town, and I don’t want this to end.
I want him to drive us around all night while we do dirty things to each other.
I don’t want to go home. I never want to go home unless he’s there with me.
I have no home if I’m not with Luca.
He twists his hand, changing up the angle of his finger and using his thumb to rub my clit. “Oh!” I cry out, my back arching away from the seat. “Talk to me, Luca. Tell me what you’re thinking.”
He pumps me faster, works me harder, and I’m losing my mind, so close as warm tingles start at the base of my spine, slowly spreading upward.
“When we get back to the house, I’m going to sneak into your room with you.
Tie your wrists to your bed. And eat your sweet, dirty little cunt until she squirts all over my face. And then I’m going to fuck you—”
His words get cut off by my scream, my hand gripping his, pressing him deeper inside me, holding it harder against my clit as I come and come and come and holy shit, it’s not stopping.
It’s wave upon wave of sparkling light and tingles and electricity flowing through my every cell.
Luca continues to talk, but I can’t make sense of his words.
All I know is that I’m dying and reborn.
And when it’s over, I sag into the seat and laugh, a little crazy and a lot deranged.
“Delicious,” he murmurs as he licks me off his fingers. “Yup, I’m definitely eating that first chance I get.”
“Okay. Whatever you say.”
“Good because, honey, we’re home.”
And we are. He somehow parked us in the garage while I was busy having the best orgasm of my life. “Thank God because that was awful. Worst orgasm of my life.”
He chuckles, but it’s not in humor. It’s dark and dangerous. Promising I’ll pay for that. The door slams behind him and in my next breath, mine is opening. I’m unbuckled and tossed over his shoulder, my limbs limp, unable to fight.
“Your shoulder!” I squeal.
“I have you on the other one and it doesn’t hurt.”
I giggle as he sprints us back in the direction of the staff house.
“Shhh.” He smacks my ass. “You’re going to get us caught.
” But he doesn’t set me on my feet. Instead, he punches in the code for the main door and sneaks us up the stairs and down the hall.
My father’s light is off since he has to be up early to fly Dr. Fritz over to the hospital on Cape Cod tomorrow morning.