LUCA {Full Book}

23

She climbed right onto my lap, wrapping those thighs around me and I grabbed the condom from her slow hands, ripping it open as her half baked eyes watched my hands work the latex down.

She immediately started writhing over me, squealing as she teased my lap then she bounced forward, sliding straight down my dick, taking him full without a second fucking thought. "Fuuckkk!" She slammed her head back, screaming into the fucking cloud above us.

I grabbed the blunt from the table, taking a quick hit, watching her slide up and down my cock, her arms tightening around my neck as she squeezed me in and out. "You want more baby.." I leaned into her, hissing the smoke out my nose, retrohaling over her tits before filling my mouth with those thick ass nipples.

She was rocking faster, pulling her tits from my bite, fucking me politely- I tapped her shoulders back, flipping her onto the bed under me. She had her fun- now it was time to really fuck.

I climbed over her, bending her knees, pushing the blunt to my lips, pushing my dick to her pussy, and my hands to those thighs. "Happy New Year." I pounded once, twice, sliding into home plate, hearing her fucking cheers and yelps as I scored. This was the greatest fucking game.

"Lu... lu..." sputters and gasps, fucking combusting under me and I stepped up to bat, ramming so fucking hard into those tight walls until I bust into the condom

"Fuck." I dropped to the bed, looking up at the smoke that engulfed us before rolling over and meeting her sexy ass smile. She was high as a fucking kite.

"So what happened to all the fucking rules, explanations, so slow shit." I laughed over to her, watching those gold eyes that looked even sexier glazed over. "Now you're fucking me high out of your mind."

"I was intimidated," she smiled slowly, her eyes just as hazy as the room. "You've been with a lot of women. I was nervous I wouldn't compare and I didn't want you to be disappointed."

Disappointed. Chicks were so fucking crazy sometimes. "You forget I'm Italian..."

"And..." she laughed, pushing her face down against the pillow.

"We're never fucking disappointed."

She pulled her legs up to her chest as those gold eyelids sank down.

"Crystal?"

She was gone. She couldn't fucking hold her high.

I flipped onto my back, then flipped again, watching her as she slept with those lips puckered right at me and I leaned over, kissing them.

She kissed me back for a minute before smiling in her sleep.

Fuck... what was I doing! I rolled away to my side of the bed, sitting up and killing the blunt before looking back over at her.

I mean, fuck, it was a cold night. It wasn't fucking cuddling, it was survival- I needed that fucking body heat. Nothing more, nothing less.

I slid my arm under her, pulling her to my side and she threw her arm and leg over me as she rubbed her face into my chest.

I took a whiff of her hair, that coconut shit made me just as happy as the weed. This was not a bad feeling. Not a bad feeling at all.

I felt the heat over me, then smelled the coconut. Fuck. I pulled my eyes open, seeing the body covering mine, the thick thigh wrapped over my waist and the tit pushed into my chest.

Fuck. I flung my hand to the table, blindly hitting around to find a condom and smacking against the blunt.

Ah shit. She was probably gonna be thirsty. That shit had knocked her out last night.

I scooted out from under her and headed into the kitchen, grabbing the electric kettle Anne had bought.

She was probably gonna be hungry too, fuck I mean I was hungry, and I should whip up something for me, and if there was any extra then she could have it.

I threw open the fridge door, grabbing the eggs, some veg, and sausage. Then I grabbed the fry pan and turned the stove on.

"Good morning.."

I turned back, seeing her already dressed in that gold gown. Dammit. I should have fucked her first.

"Thirsty?" I winked and she nodded yes. "Tea in the cabinet." I swung back, throwing the far cabinet door open.

"Wow! You have more variety than the store," she laughed. "You must entertain a-lot."

I poured some water into a mug then slid it over to her as she took a seat on the stool nearest me.

"You cook?" She dropped the tea bag in, giving me a surprised smile.

"You keep forgetting I'm Italian." I flipped the omelet onto the plate, setting it on the bar in front of her. "Mangiare!"

"Do you always make your guests breakfast?"

Fuck no! "Yeah, I'm a generous fucking host."

I sat down next to her, pulling my plate in front of me as she picked up her fork, immediately cutting into the eggs and taking a bite.

"Wow, I'm.." She stopped, giving me that scrunchy nosed smile.

"Go on..."

"Impressed," she smiled up to me. "This is good!"

As you should be. "What are you doing today?"

I watched her take another bite, then another as she shrugged. "New Year's dinner with my family."

"After that?"

"New Year's dessert with my family."

"Smart ass." I finally bit into my omelet but I couldn't stop looking at her. "Come back tonight."

"If I can..."

If I can... she sounded like it was no fucking big deal. Did she not fucking realize how lucky she was that I was asking her to come back.

"And what are you up to today?"

Me?! Just waiting to shove that blunt back in your pussy and inhale you both. "Family shit."

She suddenly stood up, walking her plate to the sink. She was leaving. And for some reason my blood started fucking boiling.

"I'm sad our game's over Tin Man." She walked back to me, pushing between my legs as she her lips inched towards mine. "I was having fun."

"There's always overtime. Stay."

"I can't! I don't live here." She laughed and for a split fucking second I imagined her here, sitting next to me every morning.

"Go! See you later." I pushed up, watching her stumble back before turning towards the door.

"Luca..." She swung back around, pressing right back into me. "You were a great way to start the New Year."

She grabbed my arms, pulling herself up as she yanked me down, smacking her lips against mine.