Chapter 60

Marabella’s POV

Luca gently rubbed body wash on me, taking his time to caress my skin. “You are so beautiful, piccola. And all mine”, he uttered softly in my ear. I hummed, trying not to fall asleep on his shoulder. His fingers on me are paradise, and after my orgasm, I’m exhausted. “Are you tired”, he whispered, running his fingers up my spine. “Yes daddy”, I muttered against his neck. Luca growled softly, his fingers tightening against me.

He used a cup from the side of the tub to rinse me off. “Almost done, baby girl”, he murmured. He reached down and pulled the plug for the bathtub, letting the water drain. Luca wrapped his arms securely around me and stood from the tub, lifting me with him. I held onto his neck tightly, not wanting to slip. Which, I should know better, Luca has a death grip on me. I’m not going anywhere.

He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me, before grabbing another one to maneuver around his waist. He walked into the closet and grabbed a pair of panties and one of his gray shirts for me. Luca sat me down on my feet gently. He sat the clothes down and then started drying me off with my towel. I watched him silently, and intrigued. He takes such care when he handles me. His fingers are like silk against my leg as he removes the plastic wrap that he put there early to protect my wound.

Once he was finished, he helped slip my panties on, then the shirt. “Sit, piccola”, Luca said gruffly. I sat on the day bed that was positioned in the middle of the closet, as Luca quickly dried himself off and threw on a pair of black sweatpants. He walked back to the bathroom, returning with the first-aid kit. I pulled my shirt up, to reveal my wound.

“Good girl”, he uttered, softly, kneeling down in front of me to put cream on the wound. His touch was feather-like, as he applied the cream. “How do you feel after your bath, bambina?”, he questioned, looking up at me with pity in his eyes. “I’ll feel better”, I smiled softly. “A number, piccola”, he demanded. “Four”, I uttered. Luca nodded, “That is better”, he agreed. “Wrap your arms around my neck”, he whispered.

When I did, he picked me up and carried me to bed. He sat me down tenderly, and covered me up. “Do you want to go to sleep, or would you like to watch a movie, little one?”, he murmured, tucking the covers around my legs loosely. “Can we do both?”, I giggled, making a massive smile spread across Luca’s lips. “Absolutely”, he answered. He walked around the bed and climbed in next to me. He started scrolling through Netflix. “What kind of movie do you want to watch?”, he asked.

“Something funny”, I answered, peeking up at him. “How about white chicks?”, he suggested. “I love that movie!”, I exclaimed, excitedly. Luca chuckled as he pressed play. I snuggled down into his chest. I could feel his steady heart-beat against my side. This is one of my all time favorite movies. I don’t see myself falling asleep anytime soon now. I’m pumped with adrenaline.

“Do you want some popcorn, little one?”, Luca chuckled. “Really?”, I asked, looking up at him. “Yes, really, silly one”, he smiled, shaking his head. He climbed out of bed, “I’ll be right back, baby girl”, he whispered, leaning in and kissing me. I giggled excitedly, as he left the room. Luca chuckled the whole way, stealing a few glances at me.

I leaned back on the headboard, watching the Wayan brothers dress up as women. I was laughing hard when Luca walked back into the bedroom. “Well you aren’t tired anymore”, he grinned. “Ohh, this movie is hilarious. Hurry up, daddy”, I rushed, patting the spot on the bed next to me. Luca shook his head and jumped up on the bed with me. He put the popcorn bowl in my hand, and scooped me up into his arms. “Come here, you adorable little kitten”, he purred. I giggled, “Stop, you are going to make me miss it”, I said in a squeak.

“Oh, I’ll make you miss the whole movie if you ever tell me to stop again”, he growled playfully. I giggled as I locked eyes back on the television. “But, it’s a good one”, I protested. “Sounds to me like you have seen it before”, he teased, rubbing his nose along my neck. “That has nothing to do with watching it again”, I said, playfully slapping his arm. “All this energy though, I don’t want it to go to waste”, he murmured. “Daddy”, I whined. Luca growled, as he pulled her closer.

“Eat your popcorn, piccola. Before I eat you”, he said, gutturally. I squeaked as I shoved some popcorn into my mouth. “Good girl”, he whispered. He pulled me against his chest, getting us into a comfortable position for the movie. He reached out and grabbed some popcorn to toss in his mouth.

Halfway through the movie, my eyes started getting heavy, and my head started to lull to the side. “Are you falling asleep, piccola?”, he murmured in my ear. “No”, I lied. Luca chuckled, as he took the popcorn from my hand and settled further into the bed. “It’s okay, piccola. You can go to sleep”, he whispered, kissing my head.