Lucca's Lust: The Luminara Series Book 3 (30 page)

No, no, no, baby girl. I have already given you my heart.

Nothing she could possibly tell me or share with me will ever change how I feel about her. If Lexi has a difficult time with her family, then that is unfortunate and I hate that. If they are complete fuckwits, it is no reflection on Lexi. She is her own person. My dolcezza.

An older woman at a table next to us catches my eye. She is writing in what looks like a journal or notepad on her knee. A flash of inspiration grabs me. I remember after Jasmine and my son died, when I could not say the words, Casey encouraged me to write them down in a journal. It was my first step to confessing my thoughts and explaining how I actually felt.

Abandoned
.

Bereft.

Hurt.

Guilty.

Betrayed.

Angry.

Hopeless.

Afraid.

Broken.

The writing was a huge reality check for me, and I soon discovered it was more for me than her, but just like Casey suggested, it did help me. In fact, I think it was the key to the success of my cognitive behaviour therapy.

“You will not drag me into any darkness. I have had my own fair share, remember? Nothing you tell me will change the way I feel about you. I have every intention of bringing you more into the light, my light … my luminoso.” I lean over, stroke her hand, and kiss her cheek meaningfully.

“Come on, you need distraction, and I have a good idea.” I take her hand and head towards the boutiques on Via Tornabuoni. Lexi’s feisty side makes an appearance at the thought of going clothes shopping. Cute … I think I might have my girl back.

Leaving her outside of the craft shop, I purchase an indigo journal for her. If she cannot share her words with me just yet, then she can try writing them down. If it helps her express herself, then it will make me extremely happy that I am able to help her. God, I would do anything for her.

She becomes emotional when I give her the journal … her gift of the day. I wipe away a lone tear running down her cheek before kissing her lips then her nose. I love to see the magic in her eyes, sparkling just like those glistening diamonds in front of Cristofano’s jewellery boutique window she is admiring.

Knowing she now is enraptured with diamonds, even if she will not admit it, I plan to shower her in them. I would take her in and buy her the whole goddamn store, but I do not want to put her on the spot in front of Cristofano. It would only embarrass her.

After eating a simple but tasty meal of fresh pasta in one of the restaurants, Lexi says she wants to write something in her journal. Bloody hell, that was quick. Before she does, I reach across and write something for her on the inside page. Always for her.

Voi siete la più bella donna intrigante che abbia mai conosciuto. Tu sei il mio qualcosa di speciale, da sempre e per sempre. Mantenere questa stretta al cuore, ho intenzione di rimanere vicino al mio. Amore, Lucca xxx

You are the most beautiful, intriguing woman I have ever met. You are my something special, forever and always. Keep this close to your heart. I intend to keep you close to mine. Love, Lucca xxx

Her eyes fill with unshed tears. She bites on her bottom lip, looking overcome with emotions. I hope she acknowledges I signed it: Love, Lucca. I want her to know just how much I have fallen in love with her, without saying it and freaking her out too soon.

She scrolls something on the first page:
Granny & Grandpa.
I am confused and not sure where she is going with this.

“You want to know about my family, so I’m sharing with you.” She wrinkles her sweet little nose. “I’ll tell you about them after I thank you by making love to you tonight. Your gift of the day,” she says, her voice full of promise.

Christ, I almost go into cardiac arrest … what my girl does to me. She is trying to sound innocent too, but she has no idea how much of a turn on it is hearing her make sexual promises to me. I love how she is gradually becoming more confident in herself. I am turning my sweet girl into a sexual predator, and shit, if it is not hot as fuck. I need to get out of here … quick.

She seems destined to tease my cock before every car ride. If I was not such a gentleman, I would drag her into the restrooms and fuck her senseless. My hands grip the wheel, my body fully aroused on the way home. Lexi warns me to slow down. I decide to talk about my nieces and nephews, trying and divert my thoughts from burying myself deep in Lexi’s glorious nectar centre so I can concentrate on the goddamn road.

The minute I’m out of the car, I follow her, watching her sexy ass sway while she walks into the kitchen. I all but crash my body against hers the minute she closes the fridge door, pushing her against the pantry door.

My mouth bruises her lips in a fierce, desperate, wild kiss, and I know she will be left numb. The intense grab of her hands in my hair tells me she wants it just as rough and hard as I do. My baby asks … my baby gets, and she is going to get fucked good, hard, and proper.

Dragging her dress over her head, whistling through clenched teeth at the sight of her sexiness, I order her to keep the heels on. She straddles my waist, pressing that wet nectar centre against my rock-hard cock.

Sitting her on the dining table, bra unclipped, my clothes practically ripped off, I assault her beautiful tits with my tongue and hands. I want to change things up and am feeling so insanely turned on and wild with lust, I flip her onto her stomach.

Knickers … ripped.

Legs … parted.

Teeth … biting.

Hips … lifted.

Ass … rose.

Pussy … exposed.

Back … arching.

Fingers … delving.

Mouth … sucking.

Lips … teasing.

Tongue … swirling.

Cum … spreading.

Ass … lubricated.

Finger … exploring.

Orgasm one … Bang!

Fuck! She is an erotic vision. I manipulate her already sensitive clit with my tongue again, taking her into a quick and equally as noisy, body-jerking, pussy-throbbing climax. While she rides it out, I grab her tits, kneel on the table, pull her ass back against my groin, and ram my hard cock deep inside her like there is no tomorrow.

I fuck her senseless, hard, deep, and vigorously. Each time, I plunge back into her with raw, carnal determination. She lurches forward, crying incoherent words as my hand slaps against her ass with every thrust.

Biting my lip, I pump her until I lose control. Her pussy grips and tightens around me as she screams my name. It is seconds until I explode in the biggest fucking stream of cum ever deep inside her.

Shit … that was intense but so goddamn good. My head is blurry, body buzzing, balls relieved … I am in fucking paradise right now. Coming down, I kiss the top of her ass, back, shoulders, neck, and ears. She is gone. Completely out … a low soft hum is all I get, and it feels fucking sublime I can satisfy her like this.

Easing out of her, I grab a towel sitting on one of the chairs, wipe my cock, between her legs, and then the table. Carefully lifting her spineless and exhausted body, I hug her against my chest, leaning over to kiss and soothe the red burn marks on her knees.

Placing her on the bed in the suite, I draw a bath and grab us some wine. I lazily soap and wash her body under the frothy suds, telling her how spectacular she is, and how sensational that wild, raunchy fucking was.

Coyly, she smiles, nibbling her lip before chewing the inside of cheek. Cute. When I have her relaxed, we pick up our chat about the journal. Lexi tells me all about her grandparents and her close group of friends she met at university.

It is not a lot, but it feels like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Learning about her life is enthralling … I just hope she continues to keep me in her light because I very much am keeping her in mine.

Back in bed, I thank her for today, for sharing things with me, because I know it is difficult for her, and for giving me the best gift ever: her. Spooning her, my cock hardens against her ass. Knowing she does not have a lot of energy left, I lift her top leg, spreading them, and slide my cock between her nectar centre and make long, lazy love to her.

Fucking perfetto.

Part one: Lussuria ~ Lucca’s Words

“Lussuria ~ Chapter Twenty One: History”

New Love

Lexi treats me to an early morning gift—the best gift a man could receive—and shit, she blew me real good. I have never had such a great blow job or expert luscious lips suck my cock so pleasurably. Another talent my girl has.

With her straddling my face, her wet, indulgent pussy inches from my lips, she tenses when we hear someone in the house. My mamma. Christ, I forgot she had a key. I am fucking mad as hell and missing out on feasting on her tempting pussy this morning.

Lexi is mortified that my mamma has caught her off guard and only wearing her lingerie, not that my mamma will mind one iota. She is liberal and as forward as they come. I can guarantee she will be ecstatic getting a good look at Lexi. Although, I am pissed because it distresses my girl.

As soon as my mamma notices the faded scars on Lexi’s, back she questions her. Lexi has her back to me, but her shoulders sag and her head bows. I know she is deflated and upset. I steer my mamma away from further probing, but Lexi surprises me by turning around and saying they are scars from her childhood.

My body tenses. I can almost feel vomit rising, my throat tightening. She never mentioned it was from when she was a kid, but we have not had that discussion yet. I assumed she was maybe a teenager or young adult. I had no idea she was a little girl. The thought disturbs me. How could anyone do this to a young girl?

Was this before or after her parents died? Did they do it? Is that why her grandparents raised her? I have so many questions right now, but it is not the time or the place. Instead, I try to make my girl feel as comfortable as possible, reassuring her not to be embarrassed before we meet my papa downstairs.

His eyes sparkle, sharing a wise, knowing look with me. A glint of fascination seals his approval. He is good at this, knowing right away how special Lexi is to me, that she is my angel. While Mamma is overly talkative and an extrovert, Papa is more reserved, engaging Lexi in his chat with his endearing charm and gentlemanly disposition. She seems to be really taken by him.

It is important for me that Lexi gets to know my family; I want her very much in my life. I make some snacks, leaving them chatting. Mamma tries to convince Lexi to go shopping, but the look on her face is priceless. I know that would be Lexi’s worst nightmare, but she is trying to appease them and that makes my heart swell with pride.

She agrees, for us both to go over to Casa sulla Collina—my parents villa today. It was not what I had planned, but if she is happy, then it is fine by me. I need to check up on my parents’ extension work anyway, so I can kill two birds with the one stone.

Before we leave, I make sure she does not miss out on that orgasm she nearly had this morning. And fuck, I am one horny man of virile testosterone around her, so I gladly take her in the shower, in a spontaneous, risky but gratifying fuck.

I sit in the front of my parents Rolls Royce beside my papa to catch up on the construction, leaving my mamma and Lexi talking in the back. By the time we reach the villa, Lexi has heard all about my childhood years, my siblings, the cooking and hospitality industry, fashion, and anything else my mamma deems fit to bamboozle her with.

We grab a drink and head outside to the pergola area overlooking their outdoor pool. Papa has wrapped his arm protectively around Lexi while talking to her. I stare fondly, admiring the two of them, thinking how lucky I am right now. All the advice my papa has ever given me is summed up right now in the beautiful form standing in front of me.