28
The morning after my nightmare-filled night passed in a haze. My thoughts had been scattered ever since Luca had stayed with me, his presence both comforting and overwhelming.
And the kiss. God the kiss that had my head messed up now. The way his hands held my body like he knew what he was doing. The thought made an uncomfortable feeling to arise down there.
He had taken up so much space in my tiny apartment, yet it didn't feel stifling. If anything, the memory of him softly whispering reassurances to me as I fell back to sleep made me feel... safe.
And now, the day was nearly over. The office buzzed with the usual chaos, but my mind was far away.
"Lenora."
Luca's voice was like a low thunder, pulling me out of my trance. I looked up from my desk, startled to see him standing a few feet away, hands in his pockets, his expression unreadable.
"Yes, Mr.Maroni?" I asked, straightening in my chair.
His eyes darkened slightly at the formal title, but he didn't correct me. Instead, he nodded toward his office. "I need you. Now."
Something about the way he said it made my pulse quicken. I followed him, clutching my notepad, my heels clicking softly against the marble floor.
Once inside his office, he closed the door behind us, the sound echoing in the spacious room. I felt his gaze on me as I moved to sit down, but before I could, his voice stopped me.
"Come here."
I froze, looking at him in confusion. "I—excuse me?"
"Come here," he repeated, his tone firmer this time, yet somehow gentle.
I hesitated for only a moment before stepping closer to him. He was leaning casually against his desk, his suit perfectly tailored to his powerful frame, sleeves rolled up to his elbow showing his veiny arms. The air between us seemed to hum with an energy I didn't understand but couldn't ignore.
When I was close enough, he reached out, his large hands settling on my waist. My breath hitched as he guided me to stand between his legs, his touch firm yet careful.
"Luca," I began, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Hush," he murmured, his thumb brushing against my hip. His eyes roamed over my face, as though searching for something. "You've been distracted today."
I swallowed hard, unable to find my voice. He was too close, his presence too consuming.
"You didn't eat lunch," he said, his voice dropping lower, darker. "You've been fidgeting with your necklace all day. And you keep biting your lip like you're trying to keep yourself from saying something."
My eyes widened. How did he notice so much?
He smirked slightly, as if reading my thoughts. "I notice everything about you, Lenora. Every little thing."
My cheeks burned, and I looked away, but he gently tilted my chin back toward him.
"You don't have to hide from me," he said softly. "Ever."
His words were almost too much. I tried to step back, to create some space between us, but his hands held me firmly in place.
"Stay," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.
I stayed.
To my utter shock, he pulled me closer, guiding me onto his lap. I froze, my heart pounding as I realized the position we were in. His arms wrapped around me, holding me securely against him.
"L-Luca," I stammered, my face burning.
"Relax," he said, his breath warm against my ear. "I'm not going to eat you."
Something about the way he said that darkened his gaze making me go red.
It wasn't fear I felt. It was something else entirely—something I couldn't name but felt all the way to my toes.
"You're too tense," he murmured, his hands gently rubbing circles on my lower back. "You need to learn how to let go baby girl."
These names are going to be the death of me.
His voice was hypnotic, his touch intoxicating. I felt myself sinking into him despite my better judgment.
"You drive me insane, Lenora," he whispered, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear. "Do you know that?"
My breath hitched, and I shook my head, unable to form words.
"You're so innocent," he continued, his voice a low rumble. "So soft. So young and tempting."
My face felt like it was on fire, but I couldn't bring myself to pull away. His words, his touch, the way he looked at me—it was all too much.
"I want to ruin you," he murmured, his lips grazing my neck. "But I also want to protect you from everything."
I shivered, my body reacting to his words in ways I didn't fully understand.
"The things I want to do to you my sweet Lenora..." he kissed my neck making me gasp. "To make you feel so good," he groaned against my neck looking to meet my eyes pining me with his gaze.
"You're blushing," he said, his tone teasing. "Do you like when I talk to you like this baby?"
"N-no," I lied, my voice trembling.
He chuckled, the sound deep and sinful. "Liar."
I buried my face in my hands, utterly mortified, but he gently pulled them away, forcing me to look at him.
"Don't hide from me," he said firmly. "Not ever."
His gaze was so intense, so raw, that I felt like he could see right through me. And for some reason, that didn't scare me.
"You're mine, Lenora," he said, his voice a quiet . "Whether you realize it yet or not, you're mine."
Feminists would be disappointed with me for submitting too easily but I didn't care. This man was all I seem to be wanting lately.
I should have been terrified. I should have pushed him away, set boundaries, done something. But instead, I found myself nodding, unable to resist the pull he had on me.
Luca's hands started gently massaging by back as his other hand was caressing my knees making me feel things I wasn't able to understand. I started squirming in his lap wiggling trying to cross my legs due to the foreign feeling in between my legs. Which only made him groan,as his hold tightened.
"Are you trying to play with fire baby.." he whispered, his voice low and husky.
"Wha..what?"
"Fuck Lenora." He groaned capturing my lips.
My hands immediately went around his neck as he kissed me harshly.
Unlike the last kiss this one didn't start slow.
He claimed me like a lion who had been starved for days before being given his prey.
His tongue taking dominance as his hand started trailing between my thighs going higher by each passing second.
I wasn't complaining.
"Mhmm..." I let out a moan as he bit my lips then tugging it before letting go, his hands still caressing my upper thighs. I shifted my legs again which seemed to darkened his eyes.
"What is it my stellina?"
"Um..I.." I stammered breathing heavily.
"Do you feel different between your legs, hmm?" He asked, a small smirk starting to form.
My cheeks flushed. This man is shameless!
"Do you trust me Lenora?" He asked intensely, I nodded. Of course I do.
"Then let me take care of you now baby." His gaze darkened. "Do you want me to do that?"
I nodded, trying to hide my shy self. He was so confident. Luca tilted my chin studying me as his eyes looked at me in... hunger.
Oh my-
What happened next was completely out of order. One moment I was seated in his lap and the next he had flipped me as he lifted me off my feet and sat me on his desk. His frame now standing in between my parted legs as he cupped my face. His expression dark and calculated.
"I keep telling myself I should be slow taking my steps with you Lenora," he murmured stroking my cheek, "but how can I when you look so beautiful and sexy..." he kissed my chin
"L..luca.." I drawled.
"Shh.." he started leaving kisses all over my face.
"P..please.." I didn't know what I was asking for, or maybe I did.
"If it's too much you tell me, si?" he looked at me, piercing eyes full of hunger and something else I couldn't decipher.
"Yes," I nodded
He kissed my forehead, his lips lingering for a minute longer. Then the next thing I knew he had me pushed back laying me on his desk.
What the-
Luca's hands caressing along my bared legs as he moved my skirt up. His gaze calm yet full of unsaid words. He lifted my leg and rested it across his shoulder as his palms started to massage my inner thighs. His touch seductive and burning across my sensitive skin.
"You have no idea for how long I'd wanted this," Luca murmurs as he leaves a feather like gentle kiss on my thighs. I bite my inner cheek not wanting to make a sound. Too shy to make a sound. This.. this wasn't something I was used to.
"L..luca.." I stuttered as he kept teasing my thigs with little bits and licks.
"Yes love?"
"P..please.." I gasped which came more as a desperate moan.
I could feel his lips curve into a smirk and I wasn't wrong as he looked up at me, gray eyes studying me.
"What do you want baby girl," he whispered. "Just tell me." His eyes darkened.
"Please.." I moaned. "Touch me Luca." I shut my eyes cheeks burning, "I..want this..p..please.."
And that was all it took for him to snap, his fingers moving up to the most sinful part as his palm came in in contact with my vagina.
"Ahh.." I breathed out surprising myself.
Luca chuckled, his voice deep and dark.
"I haven't even started yet," he tsked, "And here you are— already screaming for me."
I moaned unable to respond.
"Your soaked little stellina," he said massaging my vagina through my panties. I wasn't able to respond as I tried to suppress my moans. He didn't seem to mind it since he had a satisfied expression.
Luca's fingers started gently moving my panties aside as he started to rub my clit through his thumb adding more pressure as my moans started to increase.
"Fuck," he cursed. "Look at you, all moaning as your juices are coat my fingers- not yet a finger inside this sweet pussy and she's already singing for me, hmm?"
"Ahm.."
"Shh.. let it out baby," he kissed my thighs, his hot breath fanning over my core as his fingers played with it. It was too fast for me to process that the next second he had his mouth in my core as his hands gripped my thighs.
"Ahh..L..lucaa.." I moaned, it was more of a scream.
He was eating me out, hands gripped tight as his tongue started working on my clit as he started lapping harder.
"Luca."I moan his name as he sucks my clit into his mouth. The rough texture of his beard slides across my thigh making me drench all over again.
Then slowly he slides two thick fingers inside me, at first he goes slow as his continues his tongue sucking on my clit but gradually increases his pressure as I moan louder, Luca sucks one pussy lip, then the other.
And nuzzles my clit with his nose then suck on it until I start to feel myself creaming on him.
"That's it, stellina. Cream it up on me. I want to look at how much I can pleasure you, I want to see this tight little pussy dripping for me." He rasps, his voice making me squirm.
I feel myself unable to contain the feeling in me as I let it all out party worried, but having no time to process since Luca kept fingering me faster, the slick sound of my wetness echoing around the office as he fingers harder along with my desperate cries.
At this point I could feel my eyes starting to tear up due to the intense wave of orgasm that was I was holding back.
"Don't hod it back Lenora," his voice rasps out Commanding and sharp as always but not unkind. "Cum for me sweet girl."
And that was it. I let out a desperate moan as I felt myself crashing along with his fingers still buried deeply in me pleasuring me."
"Lu..luca.." I gasped as I felt my orgasm like thunder crashing. Unexpected but not surprising. He went faster eating me out, licking every drop of my juice that had made a mess on me. The sole reason for it being him alone. His beard scrapping my thighs.
God I loved this.
Finally he looked up licking his lips. Piercing eyes on meas he watched me trying to catch my breath laying there.
"Beautiful," he murmured. "Laying on my desk, legs spread for me to devour that sweet pussy, hearing those sweet moans and gasps of yours.." his voice turned more quiet towards the end as he had his gaze pinned on me like a predator. "I don't think I'll have it any other way Lenora."
Something about the way he said my name always gets to me. Tender, dangerous yet there was something else. love?
Luca helped me sit up gently as I looked everywhere but at him.
"Eyes on me stellina."
I snapped at his commanding voice, my insides squirming at being manhandled by him.
"Such a good girl for me," he rasped as he smoothed my skirt down and straightened my hair.
It made me feel safe. And dare I say loved in some way.
Luca rested his forehead against mine, my hands already on his chest. He was always warm.
"I want you to come stay at my place tonight." I said.
I looked up shocked.
He wanted me to come to his place? The fact that he was letting me somewhere so personal made me feel good for some reason. But I was nervous.
"Don't be nervous," he said reading my mind as always. "I don't like staying away from you Lenora," he said, his possessiveness as it's been lately on his expression whilst he held me closer.
"Okay."
The words had left my mouth before I realized it.
His features softened, this gorgeous man who built empires and is feared by everyone, yet here he was looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered.
He kissed my forehead surprising me, his lips lingering longer as always when I felt him sigh in satisfaction.
"Good. Let's get going."