Chapter 83

Marabella’s POV

Luca groaned as his hand slid further up my stomach to my breasts, and his kisses on my neck got deeper. I could feel his teeth scrape against my skin, as his thumb and fore-finger rolled my nipple. I grabbed the hair at the nape of his neck and arched my back. A strangled moan escaped me at the fantastic feelings that were coursing through me. I felt Luca smirk against my neck, before he repeated the motions. Scraping his teeth against my skin, rolling my nipple between his fingers, expect this time, he ground his erection into my core.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head at the sensation. My hand tightened in his hair as my other hand slid down his back, scraping my nails against his skin. He moaned, before quickly grabbing my arm and pinning it above my head, then connecting his lips to mine. I squirmed against him, as a moan reverberated through my chest.

His hand slid from my breat, down my stomach and into my pants. “Luca”, I whimpered, as he slid a finger through my slit. He hissed and kissed my neck. “Fanculo, you are so fucking wet, bambina”, he groaned, stroking his thumb along my clit. I squirmed and moaned.

“I want to taste you, again, gattina”, he whispered, placing a kiss below my ear. I moaned as he pulled my pants and panties off and settled between my thighs. “Luca”, I panted. Luca arched an eyebrow at me. “Be a good girl, Marabella. Sit back and relax”, Luca commanded.

He tenderly rubbed his hands up my thighs and lowered his head. He ran the flat of his tongue from my hole to my clit, back down, then pushed his tongue into me, as he used his thumb to play with my clit. The sensations that flooded me had me squirming and scooting all over the place. My moans were uncontrollably loud, making me slightly self-conscious. Luca wrapped his arms around my thighs and placed a hand on my stomach, to hold me in place.

“Luca”, I moaned. His name leaving my lips like a prayer. One of my hands embedded into his hair, as the other grabbed onto his hand that he had placed on my stomach. I could feel the pressure of my orgasm building up. I could feel the intensity of it building with each stroke of Luca’s tongue or thumb.

My back arched off the bed, as a strangled moan left my lips. Luca quickly pulled back. He spoke, drawing my attention to him. “Look at me, Mara”, he commanded. “Don’t take your eyes off of me, mia bella, or I will stop. Understood?”, his voice was guttural and demanding.

I swallowed hard and nodded. Luca nipped my inner thigh, making me yelp. “Words, Marabella”, he demanded. “Yes, sir”, my voice was breathless. “Yes, please, daddy”, I uttered. Luca smirked as he dipped back down and ran his tongue up my slit, keeping eye contact with me the whole time. It only took a few more seconds before he was pushing me over that glorious edge.

“Oh my god, Luca”, I moaned, as I felt my insides combust. Luca prolonged my orgasm by slowing down his movements over my clit. I tugged his hair and tightened my grip on his hand, as my hips rolled, pushing my clit further into Luca’s tongue and face, making him chuckle. The vibration of his chuckle only intensified the feeling for me.

I was a panting, hyperventaliating mess, as Luca climbed up my body. He rested his elbows on either side of my head. “You taste delicious, piccola”, he purred. I opened my mouth to speak, but didn’t know what to say, nor did I have time to speak, because he covered my mouth with his.

The kiss was slow and passionate. Our lips and tongues danced along one anothers in harmony. I could taste myself on his tongue. One of my hands rested tenderly on his chest, as the other had a tight grip on his back. “How do you feel?”, he asked, after breaking away from our kiss.

I sighed happily, as a smile spread across my lips. “Amazing”, I said, breathlessly. Luca’s grin stretched from ear to ear. “Good”, he whispered, placing another gentle kiss on my lips. After a few moments, my rough grip on his back loosened and I gently started to stroke his back and neck.

Luca rested his head on my shoulder, allowing me to play with his hair. “I love you”, I whispered. “I love you, Marabella Rose”, he uttered, sleepily. Luca curled up behind me and pulled my back flush against his chest. He brushed my hair off my face and down my back. He lightly grazed my neck while doing so. A shiver ran down my spine, making Luca chuckle softly. He placed a kiss on the side of my neck.

“Sleep now, my beautiful wife”, he uttered. “Good night, Luca”, I whispered. “Good night, gattina”, he whispered, placing another kiss to my head and pulling me closer to his body. Which I snuggled into without complaint.