Au Pair

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© 2017 Luna Black

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When I woke up this morning, I realised two things. Mother nature came to visit me today and I was feeling extremely horny. It was almost ridiculous how badly I wanted an orgasm.

My breasts felt a little fuller than usual, but they were sore and extremely sensitive. However, all I could think about was how great it would feel to have Luca's hands wrapped around them as he hit me from behind.

Luckily I always wore pantiliners, so I didn't stain my cute lace panties and I wasn't very heavy. "I knew I wasn't a weak ass pendeja," I muttered to myself as I stepped out of the shower.

Water dripped from my face down to my breasts and I shivered, yanking the towel from the rack and quickly wrapped it around myself. The thing about having your period was knowing exactly how much time you had to get out of the shower and dash to grab your pads or tampons.

I think those five seconds were the most nerve-wracking in my life. Having blood drip on the bathroom rug was one of the worst things I could imagine and those anxious seconds were the reason why I was going to die young.

Adding to the list of reasons why periods sucked was that I couldn't wear sexy matching underwear. I was stuck wearing granny panties to make sure that everything stayed in place and I wouldn't have an accident.

This proved to be terrible, mostly because I was horny and I couldn't do anything about it. Thankfully the first two days were the heaviest and then it'd start going away. That's when I could relieve myself because the first two days I was extremely horny – well, more than usual.

I grabbed a pretty, frilly grey sundress and slid shorts underneath. Usually I wore the dress with heels and my sexiest thong, but I didn't want to wear pants and get in an accident.

Toby jumped from the bed and made his way to me, purring against my leg as he rubbed his face against my leg.

"Hey, buddy!" I knelt and scratched behind his ears. "Are you hungry? I'll get you some food."

"Meow," He purred a bit, following me into the kitchen with a bit of a skip to his step.

"You're a happy kitty today, aren't ya?" I grinned down at him as he impatiently waited for his food. "Well," I pursed my lips as I opened the bag of food, "that makes one of us. You know how I was acting all weird this weekend?"

"Meow." His bright green eyes dilated a bit as I knelt with his food and he almost drowned in the bowl.

I laughed, searching for something to eat and sighed. "Well, it was because my period was coming." I took a bite of my granola bar and between munches muttered, "I knew I wasn't a pendeja."

He ignored me, wagging his tail back and forth lazily, across the floor and I grinned, shaking my head as I grabbed a water bottle.

"Alright," I grabbed my keys and phone from the table, "I'll be back later, Toby. Don't get any girls pregnant while I'm gone!"

He shook his cute little body, submerging himself in the food and I locked the door behind me. Being a cat lady wasn't all that bad, I loved Toby and he managed to keep me sane!

After I left California, I never got a phone. I didn't want my family to find me and I didn't really have anyone to talk to while I was here; I didn't make many friends and Mrs. Maggie lived right down the hall, so I could just go and talk to her.

Now that I had one – the latest model of modern technology – I felt like a little kid. Hell, maybe an old grandma because at first I couldn't figure out how the hell to work the damn thing, but once I got the hang of it, I couldn't stop using the damn thing.

According to Luca, I had unlimited data, so that meant that now I could watch Mr. Venture without having my freaking videos buffering – and they were in HD. As soon as Mother Nature was gone, I was going to continue binge-watching his best work.

I snorted at a funny meme about pms-week turning girls into hormonal messes. "I'm back, bitches!"

The boy sitting in front of me in the bus turned around slowly, with wide eyes and whispered, "A?"

I raised an eyebrow, not understanding what he meant, but he quickly turned back around and moved a seat away from me. I shrugged, looking down at my phone again and continued scrolling through the pictures.

Thanks to the phone, I almost missed my stop, but I wasn't going to lie and say that I didn't like all the perks that came with having a phone. The only phone number I had saved was Luca's and that was because he had saved it himself.

I didn't text him and he didn't text me, but I had been so tempted this morning to send him a lovely picture of my pms-induced-perky boobs. The only reason I didn't send it was because I didn't know for certain that it was his phone number.

I would just wait until my period was gone to send him some of my best pictures. I hadn't been a professional photographer for nothing!

Like Monday, the house was quiet and dark, but Luca's car was parked at his usual spot. I didn't hear him arguing with anyone on the phone this time.

Usually the blinds were opened, letting the natural light from the sun illumine the sleek living room, but today it wasn't like that. Everything was extremely dark and Luca was laying down on the couch with an arm draped over his eyes.

I frowned, slowly walking over to him and cleared my throat softly. "Are you feeling okay?"

He slowly moved his arm from over his eyes and blinked rapidly, trying to adjust his eyes. "Daniela?" His voice was deep and raspy, that sexy sound that boys had when they just woke up or were extremely tired.

"The one and only, papi," I flashed him a wide grin, walking to the side of the couch and knelt next to him.

He groaned, wincing in pain and slowly sat up. "What time is it?"

I glanced down at the screen of my phone and said, "About to be 10am."

Luca sighed, rubbing his eyes. "I have the worst migraine; my head feels like it's about to explode."

I grimaced. "Did you take any medicine?"

He shook his head. "Didn't even have the strength to get any."

"Were you going to work?"

This time he nodded. "I took a shower and got dressed, but the pain got so terrible that I had to lay down on the couch and rest."

"Mm," I pursed my lips, pressing the back of my hand against his forehead, "you don't have a fever; do you feel hot?"

"No, it's probably just because I stayed up all night yesterday working on a few tweaks for the software I'm making."

I tsk'ed, shaking my head. "Sounds lovely, but sitting in front of a computer all night fucks you up."

"It's how I make a living," He muttered, weakly.

I stood up, placing my hands on my hips. "Did you have anything to eat?" He shook his head. "Okay, you just lay back down and I'll make you something to eat. Do you want breakfast or lunch?"

"Something quick and easy," He sighed, "I think I have some leftover oatmeal from yesterday and I have dried fruit in the cupboard."

"Reheated oatmeal?" I made a face, but he ignored it and nodded. "You gringos eat some weird shït."

He gave a soft chuckle, leaning back down on the couch and placed his arm over his eyes again. I went into the kitchen to look for his food and as I reheated the oatmeal, I got a small towel and wet it with hot water.

"Here," I walked back to him, placing the soft towel over his head, "this usually helps when I have headaches."

He smiled, taking my hand and gave it a light squeeze. "Thank you, hermosa."

After he ate his oatmeal, I gave him over the counter painkillers and went about my business tidying up the house. Usually he made his bed, but today he had his clothes all over the bed and the sheets on the floor.

Thankfully today was Friday, which meant that I got paid and that I could buy a good bottle of Chardonnay to drink at home. Since I had my period, I didn't want to be outside with annoying people; it looked like it would be a novela binge-watching Friday.

I placed his dirty laundry in the washer and walked back to the living room to check up on him. "How are you feeling?"

"Much better," he cleared his throat, "thank you."

"Does your head still hurt?" I sat next to him, brushing his hair from his face.

Luca nodded. "Yes, but it's a bit more bearable."

There was something so sexy about seeing him in his dressy outfit, but with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Hell, he looked sexy wearing anything, but right now my hormones were through the roof and I was going crazy.

"You make me so fücking horny," I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest.

Luca quickly sat up, turning to look at me and frowned, pressing his fingers against his temple. "What?"

I rolled my eyes. "You heard me, but of course I can't do anything about it."

His blue eyes darkened, glancing down at my mouth. "And why is that?"

"Because mother nature came to visit today," I sighed, irritated.

He raised an eyebrow. "Your period?" I nodded and he gave a wickedly sexy chuckle. "That's all punctuation, darling; periods just end sentences."

I bit my bottom lip, widening my eyes momentarily. "That was so hot, fück me!" He leaned forward, but I shook my head and held my hand up. "No! I'm not having sex with you when there is blood coming out of my love box! That's just gross."

He narrowed his eyes. "Daniela, I have a shower."

"And I said no," I crossed my arms over my chest. "I have fantasised about fücking you way too many times, I am not about to get that fantasy ruined because of my period. Besides, period blood smells like death; we're not going there."

He chuckled, placing his arm over my shoulder and pulled me into him. "Very well."

"But," A lightbulb went off in my head and I grinned, deviously, "that doesn't mean that I can't show you what you're working with."

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

I climbed on his lap, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders and said, "Just tell me what made you change your mind about me."

He sighed. "Daniela..."

"What?" I tucked my hair behind my ear. "One second you were looking at me like I was Satan's spawn for making sexual comments and the next you were ready to fück me against your wall!"

"I already told you! It's a shitty reason, but it's the truth. You're much more forward than what I'm used to. I like being in control and I couldn't seem to control you."

I huffed out a laugh. "You could have been in control of me, if you only asked."

He smiled, running his fingers through my hair. "I was a judgemental asshole and I'm sorry for that, but you are one of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your raw and honest; you say everything that comes to mind without fear of being judged. It's different from all the girls I've ever been with; I like it."

"Even with my piercings and tattoos?"

"Even with those," he chuckled, "the moment I saw you, I had to refrain from pinning you to the counter and fücking you right against it. You already had a bad view of me because of how dirty the apartment was; I didn't want to add to it by telling you that I wanted those luscious lips wrapped around my dïck."

I bit my bottom lip, cursing my body for deciding to remind me that I wasn't pregnant today. "Well, I guess today is your lucky day."

He licked his lip, quickly. "Why's that?"

I pressed a soft kiss to his mouth and whispered, "Because I'm about to wrap my lips around your dïck."

Luca tensed up, his eyes glazing over with desire and I grinned wickedly, kissing him again. He grabbed a fistful of hair quickly, but tugged at it gently, careful not to hurt me. I moaned quietly when he wrapped his muscular arm around my waist. There was something so sexy about how good and hard his arms felt around me, I almost forgot why I didn't want him to fück me.

I pulled away from his mouth, turning my attention to his jaw and kissed the slightly stubbled skin. Luca let out a quiet sigh, leaning his head against the couch and tightened his hold on me as I manoeuvred my way down his body.

I already knew that he had a thick third leg, but knowing it was thick and feeling the thickness was totally different. He was sized just rightly, not too big to touch my cervix, but big enough to reach all the important places.

I quickly took his belt off, unbuttoning his pants and got down on my knees to work my magic. I glanced up at Luca, but he had his head back, eyes closed and his teeth over his bottom lip as he bit it. I grinned, releasing my prize from his boxers.

It was weird to describe a dïck as beautiful, but I was sure Luca's was the definition of one. It was thick and veiny and circumcised. I didn't discriminate when it came to getting a good dïckdown, but circumcised ones were my favourite.

I pressed a soft kiss to his bulbous, pink head and he inhaled sharply, making me grin against it. I was all for teasing and making his experience the best it could be, but his face spoke otherwise. He wanted it quick and messy, and I would give him just that.

My mouth wrapped around his shaft and he jolted, his leg shaking in surprise. "Fück," He grunted quietly, almost inaudible, but sexy as all hell. I ran my tongue down his length, sucking it on different spots and pressed soft kisses, just for effect.

"Jesus, Daniela," He swore softly, "I can't take foreplay right now, baby."

"Yes, sir," I spoke with my mouthful and he grunted again, running his fingers through his hair as he looked down at me. I widened my mouth, trying to take in a bit more and he breathed in deeply.

Once my gag-reflex began to work, I began to use my hands, wrapping them around the rest of his length. I was a trooper, but I would need a little more time to work all of him in and he wanted it quick.

I began to speed up, squeezing his shaft and sucking on what my mouth couldn't hold.

Luca wrapped his hand around my hair, grabbing all of it into a ponytail and pulled me closer. I widened my eyes, gagging against him and he pulled me back, not wanting to suffocate me.

"Sorry," He grunted, "your mouth is just – holy fück!" He groaned, as I tried my best to deepthroat. "I want to fück you so badly right now, Daniela. I need to be inside of you."

I pulled back, making a popping sound with my lips when I slid his dïck out and grinned. "You kind of are."

"Not like that," he rolled his eyes and I continued my work.

He didn't last much longer. I wasn't going to lie and say I wasn't extremely proud of myself when his leg began to shake and he grunted loudly, rolling his hips with every thrust. I continued sucking, making him curse up a storm and when he finished, he sagged up against the couch.

I swiped the bit of cum that escaped my mouth with my finger and licked it off.

"Fück," he whispered, his eyes glittering in desire and pleasure. "You're fücking amazing, hermosa."

"I know," I grinned, licking my lips. He tasted clean, with a hint of soap from his shower.

"I'm going to shower now," he stood up, "want to join me?"

I shook my head, grinning at him as he helped me up from the floor and pressed a soft kiss to my mouth. "Does your head still hurt?"

"With a mouth like that, nothing in my body hurts now," He chuckled, kissing me again.

My grin widened. "I guess you were right."

He raised an eyebrow, looking down at me curiously.

"Things really are about to get dirty."

He chuckled, leaning down to brush his lips against my ear. "Wait until next week when you're done with mother nature; I'm tying you to my bed."

"Is that a promise?"

He winked down at me. "Most definitely."

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I have to work in twenty minutes and I was doing this >.> I'm going to die, lmao. Sorry if it was crappy, but I have to go, so I don't have time to revise.

xoxo, Luna