“And completely charming.” I tossed my head back and laughed. Luca took the opportunity to unhook my bra and drop it on the floor. He palmed my breast, his thumb grazing my hard nipple. “Fucking perfect.”
I licked my lips, giving him a dopey grin. “I love you.”
“I love you. Now, ass on the table.”
“Yes, sir!”
I tripped backward, distracted by Luca’s hands easing my panties down. My ass hit the edge of the table, and I lifted one generous cheek at a time as the lace got caught on my ankle. Luca grunted in frustration until they went flying into the kitchen.
“I like these shoes.” He rotated my ankle, the light catching the stones. “Are you wearing them on the day?”
I frowned down at the stunning heels. “I was going to, but now . . .”
“What?” Luca eased the shoes off, carefully setting them aside, and moved between my legs. His hands smoothed up my calf, squeezing away the tightness.
“I mean. Are we still going to have a wedding? We’re already married.”
Luca kissed the freckle on my knee. “Oh, we’re having the big, monstrous wedding our mothers are planning. But I can’t lie and say I’m not happy we got to have this for us. I’m embarrassed that it didn’t occur to me sooner to elope.”
“Who says I would’ve said yes?” I teased, and Luca slapped the outside of my thigh. The jiggle caught his eye, and he licked his lips.
Placing a kiss where stretch marks lined my soft skin, he hummed. “So fucking pretty.” His fingers splayed across my thigh, and he shook it. “Damn.” He licked his bottom lip. “You have no fucking idea what you do to me.”
I dipped my foot down, dragging my toe over the obscene bulge in his pants. “I think I have an idea.”
Luca gripped my knees, forcing my legs wide. I fell back on my hands, heat spreading through me as Luca’s eyes devoured me. With just a look, he had me aching.
He massaged up my thighs—his fingertips harsh, then soothing as he went. I gasped as his hands framed my pussy, his thumbs pulling my lips open. “You wet for me, baby?”
The tip of his thumb brushed my clit, and I jerked, letting out a shaky, “Yes.” Luca’s tongue ran up my slit, and I shivered. The light touch made me want to crawl out of my skin, but Luca’s heavy hands kept me still.
After a few gentle licks, Luca devoured me. My fingers curled into my palms, the sting barely noticeable when Luca’s tongue speared me and his thumb circled my clit. I leaned on one hand, twisting my other in his black waves. “Luca,” I moaned, lifting my hips to force his tongue deeper.
Luca ran a hand up over my belly and pushed me back, his hand settling under my belly button. My head fell back into the ornate metal basket in the middle of the table. “Ouch.” I shoved the decorative stuff away and flattened my spine against the cold wood.
“You okay?” Luca’s breath sent a chill through me. He grabbed one of my ankles and set it on the edge of the table. “Keep that there.”
With my thighs spread as far as they would go, Luca kissed, licked, and nipped until I was quivering under him. Only then did he slide a thick finger inside. I groaned, and he added another, pumping and curling them as his hand pressed down on my stomach, creating a delicious pressure. His lips closed around my clit, and he sucked, making my back arch as my body exploded in waves of pleasure. Panting, I struggled to open my eyes.
Luca smiled down at me, his hands moving from my hips up to my ribs. His cock nudged my sensitive pussy as he leaned over and kissed me. I parted my lips, letting his tongue slide against mine as he thrust inside me.
We both moaned, our mouths falling apart.
“Fuck, Sasha. I’ll never get tired of this.” Luca stood up, grabbed my hips, and pounded into me, my back sliding on the smooth tabletop, only to be pulled back to Luca. One of my legs was raised up, my ankle resting on his shoulder. The new angle made him hit deeper, curling my toes.
I needed to be closer to him, to touch him, so I struggled to push up, and he dropped my leg so I could sit. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I kissed him as he continued to thrust. He reached behind me, roughly grabbing my ass. I tore my mouth away and panted out, “Sit down.”
Luca licked his lips, sliding his hands under me and lifting me before taking one step and sitting, impaling me on his cock.
I screamed out, my fingers gripping his shoulders.
Luca’s eyes shut, and his throat bobbed.
I eased up and then sat down hard, jarring him. His hooded eyes were hazy as they stayed on me, his lips parted. Luca’s hands on my waist, his thumbs caressed the curve of my stomach. I started a slow up and down, my fingernails digging into his shoulders.
Luca traced the lines on my stomach, moving under to my clit. He pressed down with his thumb and flexed his hips up to meet me. I reached behind, gripping the edge of the table, and bounced faster. My calves burned as I moved on the balls of my feet. Inching closer and closer to my climax, I rolled my head back.
Luca’s hand came down on my ass hard. “Sasha, eyes open.”