Chapter 59

Luca’s POV

Getting Mara to eat was a hassle, but I was successful. My baby girl’s stomach is still in knots though, so to calm her I am currently running her a bubble bath with some Epson salt. I lit a few candles to set around the tub, and turned the main lights off, letting the candles light the room.

Mara was still sitting on the couch when I walked out of the bathroom. She was head first into her school work trying to distract herself. “Marabella”, I whispered subtly, to get her attention. Mara looked up at me with curiosity. “Come”, I muttered, holding my hand out to her. Mara scrunched her eyebrows together and slowly stood to take my hand. I led her to the bathroom.

I grabbed the hem of the shirt she was wearing and slowly pulled it over her head. “Stay there”, I said softly, going over to the drawer with my first aid supplies. I was gentle as I applied a layer of plastic over her wound. Next, I slowly slipped her panties off, then unhooked her bra.

I quickly undressed myself, as Mara stood speechless watching me. “Come here, piccola”, I uttered, picking her up. Her legs and arms instantly wrapped around me. My hand held the back of her head, as I carefully stepped into the tub and lowered us both into the steaming water. Mara groaned softly as her body submerged with mine.

“Better, piccola?”, I asked in a murmur, as I rubbed my fingers on her scalp. She nodded her head against my neck. “On a scale of one to ten. What’s your pain level?”, I questioned. “Right now, still a six”, she uttered against the flesh of my throat. “Fuck, bambina”, I whispered.

I held onto her, letting her relax against my chest as I kept scooping water up to rub onto her back. I kept my touch feather lite. “Luca”, Mara mutterd. “Yes, piccola?”, I whispered into her hair. “Please, don’t stop”, she uttered. I grinned, “No worries, piccola. I won’t”, I answered.

The longer I gently touched her back, the further down the front of my body she slid, as she relaxed. Her back began arching with each stroke of my hand, making her hips rub against my pelvis. “Piccola”, I growled. “Hmmm”, she mumbled. “You keep rubbing that beautiful ass against my cock, and I’ll be taking you right here”, I groaned, thrusting my hips against her ass. “What if that’s what I want”, she murmured, trying to sound brave.

My hands gripped her malleable sides roughly. “Don’t say things that you don’t mean, piccola ragazza (little girl). My body craves yours”, I growled lowly in her ear. Mara trembled in my hands, her body heating up to my words. “So, why don’t you try that again”, I uttered guturally, trying to control myself.

“What if that’s what I want?”, she said more clearly, punuating each word. My right hand snaked up the front of her body, gripping her throat, to pull her back and make her look at me. “Then you better be sure that’s what you want. Because this is a perfect place to take your virginity, bambina”, I whispered through gritted teeth. Mara’s lips parted as a soft moan left her lips. “Tell me what you want, Marabella”, I said, rolling my hips into hers.

Mara’s head tried to fall backwards at the friction but I kept her head steady. “You have to use your words”, I grunted, gripping at her hair harder. Mara hummed, as she tried to focus on my face and my demand. Mara’s hips rocked over my pelvis, making me slide up between her folds. I groaned, as a moan left Mara’s lips.

She slid herself back and forth, letting the head of my cock bump against her clit, with each pass. Before I could control myself, I was thrusting my hips to match her rocking. Mara moaned again, “I want to cum, Luca”, she whispered. I pulled her head closer to mine.

“Daddy”, I said, roughly. “What?”, she asked, confused. “Call me daddy, and I’ll let you cum, little one”, I said, slowing her hips with my left hand. Mara’s breath hitched. The sparkle in her eyes tells me she wants to, and doesn’t quite know why. “Daddy, please”, she uttered. I growled as I rolled our hips together roughly, rubbing my head hard against her clit. Mara’s head fell back as far as I would let it, as a long wanton moan left her precious lips.

I latched onto her neck, sucking and kissing from her jawline down to her shoulder. I nipped at the soft spot where her shoulder and throat met, making her fingers lace through my hair. “Oh God, daddy. Please don’t stop”, she moaned. I slowed my motion, making her whimper.

“Why?”, she asked, in a whiny voice. “Because, the longer you hold off, the better it will feel”, I murmured, kissing her chest, towards her breast. When I wrapped my lips around her nipple, I trusted roughly, making Mara release the sexiest whimper I had heard yet. I released her nipple to look up at her.

“Pain level right now, principessa”, I demanded. “Mhmmm, a three”, she muttered softly. I groaned and latched onto her other nipple, while simultaneously rocking my hips. Letting the head of my cock push roughly against her clit. “Daddy, please”, she begged. I growled as I rolled against her harder. I tightened my hold on her throat, cutting off circulation, and making her mouth fall open in pleasure.

I felt my sack tighten, and my spine tingle, telling me that I was about to cum myself. “Cum for daddy, bambina”. I ordered gruffly. The broken scream that left her throat, had me blowing prematurely. My thrusts through her folds were erratically paced, as I came with her. “Oh my God, daddy”, she moaned.

I pulled her mouth to mine, sealing it, as I came hard. My tongue pushed passed her lips, exploring her mouth, as I tried to calm my racing heart. Mara was completely winded when I released her. “Thank you”, she smiled shyly. “Thank you, piccola”, I replied, kissing her cheek, then her temple, as I laid her head on my shoulder, to wind down.