Au Pair

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© 2017 Luna Black

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Part of me wanted to recharge my batteries and fück Luca again, but I really was tired and I felt extra sore. All I could do was lay on his chest and blink because even breathing felt like a chore.

Luca had his fingers on my back, trailing them up and down slowly. The sensation was ticklish, but I still liked it. I closed my eyes and snuggled closer to him. His chest was heavenly and just being in his arms felt amazing.

He was definitely the best sex I've ever had in my life.

I don't know for how long we stayed in the room, just in each other's arms. I had drifted off the moment he began to run his fingers through my hair, so time seemed to go by extremely quickly.

"You really tired me out," I yawned, blinking quickly when my eyes watered.

He chuckled, still trailing his fingers down my back. "It was good, wasn't it?"

I nodded, biting my bottom lip and snuggled up closer to him. "Hell yes. No one has ever left me like this."

"Mm?" He hummed, making me lift my head from his chest to look up at him, "Like what?"

"I can't move," I rolled my eyes, but couldn't hide the smile growing on my lips, "and I'm pretty sure, I'm sore as hell."

Luca lowered his hand to reach down to my ass and gave it a light squeeze. "Everything feels fine."

I laughed, rolling my eyes again and said, "I didn't say that parts of my body were missing, I said I was sore."

"Yeah," he nodded, grinning cheekily, "but you feel fine." He sat up, accommodating me against him gently, "In fact," he placed me down on the bed and pulled the sheets off my body, "you look great."

I laughed, my body curling in an attempt to hide from the sudden cold gush of air against my skin and I grabbed the sheets. "Thank you, Dr. Valenté."

"Mm," he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and crawled over me, "Doctor? I like the sound of that."

"Yeah?" I giggled, trying to keep the sheets against my body. "You want to play doctor with me?"

Luca nipped at my neck, making me burst out laughing in a fit of giggles. He chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to the spot he had just bitten and groaned, "I want to play everything with you."

I raised an eyebrow. "Was that supposed to sound sexy?"

He rolled his eyes, tickling my sides and I let out a shrieked laugh. He chuckled, wrapping his arms around my waist and rolled me over him. After we regained our breath, I rested my hands on his chest and leaned my chin on them.

"I like this side of you," I said softly, shrugging. "You're usually kind of boring."

He gave a light shrug, turning his head to the side to look down at me. "You just have to get to know me."

I nodded, wriggling my eyebrows. "Oh, I got to know you, alright."

Luca chuckled again, reaching up to tuck a piece of hair behind my ears and said, "This is the first time that I stay around after I've had sex with a woman."

"Ay, caramba," I grinned, "I should feel special, then, right?"

"Definitely," His teeth were so white and straight, he should have been a model.

"Well you should feel special too," I flipped my hair behind my shoulders, "you're the first boss that I sleep with."

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes twinkling in a joking matter. "How would you rate the experience?"

"Mm," I tapped my chin, tilting my head to the side, "I'm going to have to give it a solid 5."

"A five?!" He slightly sobered up and I laughed.

I swatted his shoulder jokingly. "I'm kidding!"

"Hm," He huffed, averting his gaze from mine.

I rolled my eyes, climbing his lap and grabbed the sheets, making sure that they still covered my back. "Fool, I told you that I loved your dïck!"

As much as he tried to hold his laugh back, he couldn't. His shoulders shook up and down as he laughed and placed his hand on my hips. "You are something else, hermosa."

"I'm not kidding," I pursed my lips, "I think your dïck and I will become best friends."

"Is that so?" He raised his eyebrows, grinning.

"Well," I bit my bottom lip, "I hope we keep meeting up, but I guess you're his owner, so it's up to you."

He rubbed his thumb against my hip, caringly. "What's up to me?"

I rolled my eyes. "Have you not been keeping up with me? I want your dïck and my püssy to become best friends."

Luca laughed again, his eyes twinkling happily and he nodded. "I think we can arrange that."

"Yes!"

He stayed quiet for a couple of seconds and then tapped my right hipbone. "What's this?"

I looked down, holding my hair back and grinned. "My tattoo."

"I can see."

"We've been through this," I sighed, pushing my hair back again, "your English skills are lacking. You asked what it is, I tell you it's a tattoo and you don't like my answer."

He rolled his eyes, ignoring my sass. "Does it have a meaning?"

"Mm," I pursed my lips, "it's a lipstick stain with a skull in the corner, I'm not sure if it does."

He raised an eyebrow. "Why'd you get it?"

This time I shrugged. I really didn't want to get all emotional after mind-blowing sex. It would lead to feelings for my boss and if I had those, it could ruin everything between us. The sex was too beautiful to ruin.

"Kind of like death's kiss type of thing," Another shrug and I looked down at my fingers to avoid his curious gaze, "it doesn't have a big reason behind it or anything. I thought it looked cool and wanted it on my body. Got it on my hip because it's kind of sexy and discreet."

"I like it," He finally commented after a couple of minutes of silence. "I think it really suits your personality. Maybe I'm thinking too much into it, but your personality seems like the type of person that isn't afraid to love anything. I think that this tattoo represents that." He tapped it, gently, thoughtfully, "That you're fearless."

I laughed, nervously. "Okay, enough of that Plato." He flashed me a cheeky grin in response.

He wasn't wrong. I wasn't afraid of loving anything.

I was terrified of love.

Sex was safer.

Well, with condoms and birth control, obviously.

And not with your boss, pendeja.

I laid down next to him and draped my leg over his, turning on my side to look at him. "What about you? Do you have any tattoos?"

He shook his head, taking my hand in his and began to play with my fingers. He tapped his index finger on the palm of my hand and traced the lines gently. "No. I have thought about it a couple of times, but I never got one. I think that if I'm going to get something permanent on my body, for the rest of my life, I want it to have meaning. I can't decide, so I just haven't gotten one."

"I thought the same way about it," I pursed my lips, "but then I just went for it and I actually love my decision. Life is too short to be thinking about it all. Sometimes you just have to do things that scare you."

Like fall in love?

I said scare, not terrify.

"Look who's being all philosophical now," he pressed a soft kiss to my hand and then placed it down on his chest. He rested the back of his head on his forearm and closed his eyes.

"Don't fall asleep," I pinched his side, "I'm hungry and I want to go home."

He chuckled, but didn't move or open his eyes.

"Luca," I whined, "I'm hungry for more than dïck."

His eyes opened and he laughed loudly, his entire body frame shaking in laughter. "You are something else, hermosa." He sighed, giving in to my pleas and stood up to get dressed.

I bit my bottom lip, admiring him from afar. God, he had such a nice ass. "Que clase culo."

Luca chuckled, shaking his head as he buttoned his shirt and I winked at him, licking my bottom lip. "I'm sure as hell that if I didn't take you to eat, you'd eat me."

"Hell yeah!" I grinned, "You're like a buffet of sexy."

"A buffet of sexy," he muttered, shaking his head as he tied his tie. Once he was done getting dressed, he looked up at me with a raised eyebrow. "Are you planning on leaving this room naked?"

I shrugged, looking down at my naked self. "I mean, I don't look bad."

He sighed, rolling his eyes and grabbed my dress from the floor. "I know you don't look bad, but I'm not letting you leave naked."

"Yes, papi." I held my hands up, not having the energy to get up myself.

Again, he sighed and pulled me up to my knees. "Have I told you how goddamn sexy you look in a suit?" My lips brushed against his neck and he stiffened. "You're like my very own personal piece of candy. I love unwrapping you."

Another sigh. He glanced up at me with a narrowed expression and pulled my dress over my head.

"I may or may not have ripped your panties." He looked at my ripped underwear at the foot of the bed.

"Eh," I waved my hand, "it's not like it'll be my first time going commando."

"I shouldn't have expected any less," he chuckled. "Come on," he offered me his hand and I took it.

"I can't move," I bit my bottom lip. "My legs really hurt."

He laughed, shaking his head and swept me up in his arms.

"Mm," I licked my bottom lip, "you're so strong and sexy."

"Daniela," he sighed, "if you don't stop looking at me like that, I'm going to put you over the hood of my car and fück that pretty little püssy."

I opened my mouth to tell him that I would very much enjoy that, but he shook his head and said, "I don't even know why I say that; you'd enjoy that."

"I mean," I grinned, shrugging, "it's not a bad idea." I jabbed my chin in the direction of his car and said, "Bring in some handcuffs and-"

"Daniela," he interrupted me, huffing, "I don't have any more condoms and you were complaining that you were hungry. Get your sweet ass in the car and buckle up."

I saluted him, grinning. "Yes, daddy!"

He rubbed his eyes, shaking his head and chuckled. After he was buckled in and the driving down the dark road, I turned my body to face him and said, "I'm a little disappointed that you only brought one condom. What if I wanted you to-"

He reached over to open the glove compartment and shook the box of condoms. "I'm always prepared."

I glared at him and he winked at me, closing the little drawer. "See, I was about to give you some nice roadhead, but you're a dïck."

Luca didn't say anything, he just laughed and stopped for the red light. I looked out the window and closed my eyes. I was extremely tired and hungry. Not to mention that I was sticky from sweat and had no panties on. I didn't even want to see the mess on my head called hair.

A couple of seconds later, I felt his fingers reaching in between my thighs and he swiped his index down my slit. I tensed up, biting my bottom lip at the static sensation and groaned.

He pulled it back, grinning as he looked at the road and popped his finger in his mouth. "Still wet and sweet."

"You're so," I whispered in total awe at what he did to my body, "...nasty." He laughed and I grabbed his hand, placing it between my thighs again. "I didn't tell you to stop, though."

Luca wiggled his fingers in between my thighs, hitting just the right spots in my wet centre and I groaned, throwing my head back. It seriously took skill to drive with one hand and pay equal attention to my lovebox. What couldn't this man do?!

My legs tensed up, my fingers curled and I arched my back, raising my hips up and down to try and increase the friction between his fingers and my nether lips. I felt like I was in a movie scene: my hand slammed up against the window and I curled my fingers against it, letting out a low pleasured moan.

My thighs were shaking like jelly and I was exhausted all over again. There was no way that I would be able to get out of his car with the way my legs were shaking. I felt like a freaking new-born calf.

"Es tan fücking rico!"

He chuckled, playing with my clĭt like a fücking expert. Man, I was in love with his hands and cöck; he was going to turn me into a sex-addict. The feeling of an orgasm with him was almost out of this world.

Just as I was nearing another lovely orgasm, Luca abruptly stopped and pulled his fingers away. My eyes snapped open and I pouted my lips. If he was going to finish what he started, I would.

"Sorry," he looked over, quickly reaching in the glove compartment to grab a napkin and clean his fingers. "There's police cars all over."

I frowned, sitting up and tried to see what was happening. Luca parked a bit behind Harding Apartments and I struggled to open the door. My legs were still shaking and there was no way I would be able to make the three flights of stairs without falling at least twice.

Luca seemed to read my mind and opened my door. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he stopped walking as paramedics pulled a stretcher out of the apartments.

My frown deepened and Luca tried to manoeuvre his way through he crowds of residents that had gathered around to see the commotion. Usually I was tiny as hell, so I would have a bit of an issue looking over the masses, but Luca was tall and it helped to see over people.

As I realised who was on the stretcher, my heels fell from my hands and I struggled against Luca's arms. He frowned, but let go of me and I pushed past people to run to the paramedics.

"Mrs. Maggie!" I cried out, my whole world spinning in a matter of seconds.

A paramedic reached out to push me away from the ambulance, but I continued pushing through. "Are you related to the patient?"

I shook my head. "No, but-"

"Then, you can't be here."

My eyes immediately watered and I tried to control my breathing. I was hyperventilating and ready to stab a motherfücker if they didn't let me see Mrs. Maggie.

"I-"

The paramedic closed the door and ran to the passenger's side. My heart began to pound loudly in my ears as I watched the ambulance speed away and gulped, trying to contain the sudden terror that was overtaking my body.

I couldn't move or respond to Luca's questions. It was like my brain shut down and I couldn't do anything. He pulled me up in his arms and walked over to his car again. He buckled me in, gave me a napkin to clean up my tears and shrugged his suit jacket to place it over my body when I began to tremble.

"Mrs. Maggie," I hiccupped out a sob.

"Shhh," He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to my knuckles and entwined our fingers tightly, comfortingly. "We're going to make sure she's okay. Just breathe for me, do you think you can do that?"

I nodded and tried my best to control my emotions.

I realised then that I wasn't as afraid of falling in love; I was more afraid of losing the only maternal figure in my life.

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Spring break, bitchessss! I would say that more updates should be coming, but my best friend (whom I have not seen in seven years) is coming up from Florida, so y'all best believe that your girl is going to be busy making up all those years.

But, I did leave it in a cliffhanger, so I will try to update soon (:

xo, Luna