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"I do," came my soft reply, the wide grin slowly fading to a much more somber expression.  I stroked Luca's stubble covered cheeks with my fingertips.  "You've done so much to protect me...I wanted to do something for you."

His eyes softened as he exhaled a shallow breath, fingers curling into my hair and on my hip.  The water still pounded on us through this moment where time seemed to stand still. Soft, full lips hovered over mine teasing, tempting to press together.  With a smirk, I gently pushed Luca away from me.  His raised brows gave him an adorably innocent look.

"Let me?" I asked softly, turning him by the shoulders until he was against the cool shower wall.

Luca's adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed nervously.  Heated emerald eyes were trained on me.  I wet a clean cloth and prepared it with soap. Starting with his shoulder, I leisurely rubbed small circles dragging the soapy cloth up to his neck, across his collarbone then down his other shoulder.  Those strong arms were next, held out at his sides for easier washing.

My eyes followed my hands, admiring the flexing and rippling of his toned muscles while I worked the cloth down his chest, stomach and abs. The water washed away all the suds so far once I stepped back out of the stream. I then pushed it around his back, pressing my front to his continuing the circles.  My lips pressed lingering kisses over his chest and sternum. A low groan of approval rumbled in his chest.  When I glanced up, Luca's head was back against the wall with eyes closed.

Keeping my eyes trained on his, I squatted and brought the cloth down his firm thighs guiding the cloth around both front and back all the way down his calves.  With two taps on one calf, Luca lifted his foot allowing me to wash each of those in turn.

"You are very thorough," Luca commented, his voice rough and husky.

A devious smirk tugged at my lips.  I pushed the cloth behind him, rubbing circles around the tight muscles of his rear.  His eyebrows shooting upward made me giggle.

"Very," I grinned then giggled at the gurgled gasp when my cloth covered hand gripped his manhood and stroking casually, purposely lingering there. 

Luca rolled his head back with eyes closed again, his length quickly grew firm in my hand. I felt powerful having this kind of control and getting this reaction from him.  He knew how easily my body reacted to his touch, now I was learning how he would react to mine.  I watched his strong chest rise and fall with increased tempo and ragged inhales. His hands reached for me, one settling on my hip the other diving into my hair to brace himself.  Just as suddenly as I started this venture, I stopped and turned to rinse the cloth.

"Wh-why did you stop?" Luca asked, practically whining.

I bit my lower lip as I rang out the cloth, strategically bending over to lay it on the corner seat in the shower.  Turning back to him now rubbing shampoo in my hands, I shrugged.  "I felt that area is now sufficiently clean. Time to move on."

His jaw dropped with an agitated exhale.  I stood on my tiptoes to reach his hair.  Those emerald eyes went straight to my breasts which I didn't mind at all.  The smirk on my lips made that evident.  One hand went back to my hip while the other grazed its thumb along the side of a globe. Inwardly, I was screaming for him to touch, grope and massage them both.  They had been growing heavy lately with a slight ache. My body's need for him had skyrocketed over the last few days, too.  I couldn't get enough of him inside me.  Like an addict.

In gradual, wide circles my fingertips massaged, scratched and rubbed the shampoo suds around through his thick locks. I cupped his cheeks and tilted his head back into the stream of water, continuing the steady circular massage to rinse the bubbles.

The rivulets of soap flowed freely over the contours of his body captivating my eyes.  They wrapped around his body like my legs ached to do.  Soon.

Sapphire locked with darkened emerald once all the soap was gone.  My fingertips drew shapes over his moist skin, a devious smirk playing on my lips.

"I think we're all done now.  I washed before you came in," I casually commented, turning to push the water off.  Luca's hand gripped my upper arm.  A look of dark lust flamed in those depths. "Do you disagree?"  He nodded dumbly which made my lower lip curl between my teeth.  "OK, I'll take a look."

Luca's gaze followed every move I made.  First, I turned off the water then pivoted to face him.  With open hands, my palms ran up his arms, over that broad chest then down the ridges of his abs.  They settled on his hips as I slowly squatted again.  Reaching round him, I gripped his cheeks, stifling a giggle when he grunted.

"Hmm," I hummed, feigning concern,  I leveled with his saluting member.  "I need a closer look."  Flicking my eyes up toward his, Luca swallowed hard with those forest orbs locked up me.   I held his gaze.  My grin grew.

Unexplained boldness had possessed me.  A deep need bubbling inside I hadn't felt before.  My examination kicked up a notch when my tongue extended and slid across the length from base to tip.  The gasp and groan surging from Luca's chest fed this new brazenness.  My tongue mirrored the action on the other side sending a shiver through Luca's strong body.

I gripped around him, squeezing his lower cheeks to steady both himself and me.  My mouth enclosed around just the tip.  His hips rolled forward but I pulled back and released.  A playful glare was sent upward along with a light tsk and shake of my head.  His tongue jetted out to slicken his lips, cheeks reddening.

My smirk returned as I leaned forward, taking just the tip and a little more into the warm cavern.  I gauged his reaction the entire move. Swirling my tongue around, I giggled at the ragged moan coming from Luca's lips.  Usually so in control and dominant, now he was at someone else's mercy.  I doubted he would willingly be in this submissive role switch for anyone else.  That knowledge fed my boldness.

Releasing him with a pop, I grinned upward as I rose to standing.  I loved the dreamy expression on his handsome face, taking in the rare scene.  I slowly stepped backwards.  Fire is a dangerous thing to play with and that's exactly what I was doing.

As soon as I pushed the glass door open, the click quickly broke Luca from his gaze.  He lunged for me but with a squeal I stepped just out of his reach and exited the shower.  He followed me and tried to grab me again but I tossed a towel strategically so it draped over his face.  By the time he yanked it off, I was wrapped in a fluffy gray towel.

"Why did you stop, Gattina ?" Luca all but whined, patting himself dry with a twin towel.

Squeezing my hair out with another towel, I shrugged.  "My inspection proved you were indeed thoroughly clean."

Luca huffed and sent a dark glare.  He wrapped the towel around his waist.  The heat radiating off of his body permeated into my muscles with him standing directly behind me.  I pretended to ignore him while I slicked my hands with detangling oil and raked through my raven locks.  Luca laid his hands on my waist over the towel, sliding them toward the front more specifically to where the towel was tucked in to stay on.

Playfully, I swatted his hand as it cupped the tucked in portion.  Luca retreated but then tried again.  I swatted again.

"It's pretty late, hmm?" I cooed, hiding my smirk by looking down in search of my hairbrush.

Warm, soft lips grazed my bare shoulder.  "It's not...that late," Luca commented dryly, hands squeezing my waist. 

I reached up and began dragging the brush through my locks in short strokes.  Turning to glance at him, I nonchalantly warned, "Watch out for the brush."

We locked eyes in the clearing fog of the mirror.  Luca grunted acknowledgement and switched to the opposite shoulder I was brushing the bundle of tendrils over. My control almost shattered watching his parted mouth slowly enclose over the moisture dotted flesh.

"Gattina, we need to discuss some...changes," Luca hummed, placing languid open mouthed kisses over the shoulder, trailing lazily toward the crook of my neck.

"Oh?"

He hummed in affirmation as I flicked my wet locks behind me, whipping his arm on purpose.  Luca stepped back, hands still firmly on my hips while I brushed the last round of my hair.  Reaching for the hair dryer, I plugged it in while waiting for him to continue.

I bent over from the middle with hair hanging to the side, aiming my rear at his front, on purpose of course.  "It'll be on low.  I can still hear you." I offered a sweet smile, batting my dark eyelashes.

"With the increased tensions," Luca groaned out, hands rubbing circles over my towel clad hips.  "I'm going to arrange for you to always have at least two bodyguards."

A pressure not so subtly poked at my rear sending a jolt of desire straight to my center.  I flipped my hair forward, wanting to dry the majority of my untamable locks as quickly as possible.

Turning my face partially toward him, I turned off the blow dryer while raking my fingers through the hanging tendrils.  "Yeah?  Who did you have in mind?"

"Well," He sighed thoughtfully, warm hands pushing the towel up higher.  The terry cloth of his towel rubbed against my skin.  "Dom is my top choice since Jarrett is always with me."

"He should stay with Carina," I commented, standing straight and laying the dryer on the counter.  "Honestly, I don't need a guard. I still have the gu- LUCA!"

He spun me around, hands gripped firmly under my ass. I squealed when he hoisted me onto the cool marble counter. My hands laid on his shoulders lightly, blue gems wide and glued onto hooded emerald. With one arm snaked around my waist, he tugged me forward already standing between my parted legs.  The other, I felt the knuckles grazing my inner thigh.

Intense eyes flicked from my lips to my eyes again, another inner war raging. Our steady breathes mingled between us in the small distance.

"There's a lot of finalizing for the wedding, Gattina," He whispered, brushing his soft lips against mine.  "You need protection when you go out.  I can't have anything happening to you."

The knuckles grazing my thigh morphed into a warm hand traveling higher until the fingertips lightly stroked the folds. Slipping a finger into my core, I felt Luca watching.  My eyes rolled closed, mouth parting.  I moaned softly nodding my agreement.

"OK," I breathed out in a half moan.  My fingers curled into his strong shoulders loving the feel of his smooth olive tanned skin. "What if," I whimpered, squirming under his touch as he pumped slowly.  "We had... nnnnh the w-wedding...h-here ohh yeah, right there."

Soft lips grazed the crook of my neck.  A second finger joined the first in its languid tempo.  "I love it," Luca murmured, dusting hot breath passed my ear. 

"Good," I grinned and tilted my head to brush my lips over his.  "Because that's what I had been planning on."

Luca chuckled.  He shook his head and retracted his fingers.  "Naughty, Gattina." Quickly grabbing and tugging at my towel, he pulled it away leaving me bare for him.  "Now," he tugged away his towel as well.  "You'll finish what you started."

Before I could answer with more than a devious grin, he entered in one steady push.  Throwing my head back, our moans mixed in perfect harmony.  Large, strong hands gripped under me, lifting off the counter completely.  My legs wrapped around his hips just as our lips collided. 

It was heated, desperate, eager and driven by carnal desire. Using my legs and bracing on his shoulder as a fulcrum, I raised and lowered myself gliding my moist skin against his.  Luca groaned into my mouth, steadily carrying me toward the bedroom.

The fluffy haven of our bed met my back.  Luca leaned me back not breaking our kiss or rhythm.  My body was on fire, the rope of pleasure tightening at a racing speed.  In steady, hard thrusts Luca continued his plundering rhythm.  One hand firmly held my hips, the other pressed into the bed to brace himself.

"Luca!" I whimpered against his lips, panting for breath.

He nodded, "Me too," and brushed his lips over mine, breathing hard and ragged while he kept his persistent pace.

The hand on my hips migrated to the junction of our bodies.  The thumb rubbing fast circles on the bundle of nerves.  My arms wrapped around under his clinging to his back.  Fingers curling into the flexing muscles, I felt every constriction as he slammed into me.

With a deep gasp, I felt my walls clench then come apart as I tumbled over the edge.  Arching my back, Luca deepened his thrusts. He scooped me up into his lap, bouncing me off of him feverishly until his own body seized.  Hot waves of his release spurted inside, coating deep inside my cavern.  Still panting, Luca held me to him.  We both came down from the intense ecstasy.

"Il mio amore," Luca whispered breathlessly, brushing his lips over mine.  "Please don't leave alone like that again..."

When I leaned back, cupping his cheeks in my hands, I saw pain in those emerald eyes not a chauvinistic, overly dominant man with a need to control.  I saw pain and fear.  Both had me nodding in agreement.

"I need to protect you," he continued, eyes glistening.  "I didn't protect Giorgiana and I failed her."

Stiffening at the sounding of another womans name while Luca was still buried to the hilt in me, I squirmed uncomfortably trying to move off of his lap. An uncomfortable feeling made my stomach roll.

Brows shot up and Luca's grip tightened.  "Madison, please," his begging tone made me pause.  "Giorgiana was my sister."

This pillowtalk confession was the last thing I expected.

"S-sister?" I stammered. Then shook my head in a double take.  "Was?"

"Was," he repeated, cupping my cheek gently.  "I didn't protect her and it led to her murder, Gattina."

All I could offer was an empathetic, "I'm sorry," because I didn't know the joy, frustration, mischief and pain of having a sibling.  The topic felt very loaded but I didn't feel this was an appropriate time to continue it.  "I'd love to hear about her sometime."

I was awarded with a genuine warm smile.  A rare display on the usually stoic Don who held me.  With parted lips, I leaned forward and pressed them softly to his.  This kiss was slow, leisurely and loving.

Sighing against his lips, my body began to feel the exhaustion of the last 24 hours.  Luca sensed it and let us pull apart.  We separated and lazily climbed back onto the bed under the covers Luca pulled back.  Once tucked in, he pulled me to his front, my leg draping over his, arms wrapped around each other.

With my head tucked snuggly under his chin, Luca's warmth enveloped me and his slow, steady breathing sounding in my ear encouraged my own eyes to close and let sleep take over.

Happy Monday! It's gonna be a cold, wet week here which has me bummed out,  but our pool opens this weekend! Yay!

Luca finally told Madison about his sister.  It gives valid reasons for his protectiveness.  And they picked a venue for their wedding! It's coming up quick 😜

Have a wonderful day!

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