Chapter 39

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Luca

When I got back to my bedroom, Charlotte was fast asleep in bed. For a few minutes, I just stood there watching her and trying to convince myself that she was real. That the words she spoke tonight were the truth, and that no matter what came over the next few weeks, she was mine. 

I love you slipped off of her tongue so easily, but when she knew the truth, so would her hatred. The last thing I wanted was for her to hate me. For her to see me in such a disparaging light and as the monster I was deep inside. She wouldn't be able to forgive my heaviest of transgressions as easily as she overlooked most of the awful things about me, and I knew we were doomed. 

Jealous. Hot Headed. Controlling. Abrasive. Criminal. 

None of those would hold a candle to the one title that was forced upon me by Antonio. Liar

That very first night I met her on my rooftop, she told me how much she hated dishonesty, and how it ended her last relationship. I had no idea then that it could be the end of ours, too. I gave her my own deepest and darkest secrets, but kept her own from her. And I wasn't sure which was worse. 

It was a tough pill to swallow, as I crawled into bed next to her. I draped my arm over her body, my throat tightening with emotion as she leaned into me. Her legs intertwined with mine as she snuggled against me, resting her head on my bicep and settling in. She wasn't even awake, gravitating toward me subconsciously and it shattered my heart. I was a comfort to her. She felt safe to let her guard down with me. But I also held the power to blow her entire world up and she didn't have a clue. 

"I'm sorry," she whispered. Her eyes fluttered open and locked on mine. 

"What on Earth could you be sorry for, baby?" I assured her, combing my fingers through her dark curls. "None of this is your fault." 

"It's not you that I'm upset with. It's the situation. I want to be able to handle it. To be a woman worthy of your love who can shoulder all fo this with you. But there is just so much of this that I can't fathom. I can't let this be normal for me. It hurts too much." Soft tears trailed down her cheeks. 

"Charlotte, you don't have to be anything other than yourself for me. That is the woman I love. I know it can't become normal for you, and I'm okay with that. In fact, it makes me love you even more. Your gentle heart is one of the things I love most about you, and I swear I'll do whatever I have to in order to protect it." I pressed my lips to her forehead. "Whatever I have to." 

Whether that was from her father, from Grant, or from Silvano, I would protect it. I wasn't going to let anything ruin the one real and meaningful thing I ever had in my entire life, and I would hold onto Charlotte with every last ounce of strength I had. 

She brought her lips to mine, kissing me with a renewed sense of ferocity. I groaned, melting into her kiss my hunger for her consumed me. It wasn't even a desire anymore, it was a need. I needed to feel her hands on my body, smell her scent on my skin. I needed to hear her sweet voice crying out my name. I needed her in the very best and worst of ways. She made me feel human in a world of monsters, and how I looked in her eyes was all that mattered. 

Charlotte climbed on top of me, straddling my hips and pushing my shoulders back, pinning me to the mattress. I was never one to give up control, especially in the bedroom, but something about the confident grin she gave me made me want to try. I laid back, letting her work her magic and relishing in the moment. 

Within seconds, her lips were on mine again. As she swept her hips across mine, she slipped her tongue inside my mouth, gently sucking on my bottom lip. Her sway was intoxicating, and even though the fabric of my boxer briefs, I could feel myself getting hard. It took intense restraint to not grab her hips and hold her place as she glided against me, fully aware of my erection growing underneath her. She liked the tease, and she was fucking phenomenal at it. She was raving me up in the most painfully pleasurable way, and my patience was wearing thin. 

Charlotte put her hands on my knees, slowly prying them open with a devilish grin on her face. Her eyes locked with mine as she lowered herself down, wrapping those sweet cherry red lips around me. I sucked in a sharp breath, trying desperately to maintain my composure. For all the control I liked to maintain, giving Charlotte the reins here was paying off tenfold. She was enjoying herself, and seeing her take charge only turned me on more. 

She bobbed up and down, stroking and swirling with her tongue. Never in my life had I been sucked off so well, and the moans she was making were enough to nearly send me over the fucking ledge. She like to play like she was a sweet little innocent, but she was a damn goddess. As sensual and impassioned as they come. I caught her glance again, and she came up just slightly, flicking her tongue against my tip without taking her eyes off of me. I leaned back, overcome and lost in such a deep euphoria I wasn't sure I would ever come out. There wasn't a damn thing the girl could ask of me that I wouldn't do right now, and the best part was she knew it. 

"Fuck me, Luca." She whispered. "I want to feel you." 

I didn't need to be asked twice. Sitting up, I grabbed her hips and swept her underneath me. She let out a soft moan as she stretched her arms high above her head, letting her nipples peak out over the top of that lacy bra. In a moment of uncontrolled passion, I grabbed both sides and ripped it right off of her, the clasp popping across the room. She gasped, but then a smirk pulled at her lips. "I liked that one."

"So did I." I growled. "But it had to go." 

My hands traveled all over her body, taking back control. it was fun while it lasted, but now I was in the driver's seat and my only focus was making her feel good. She shivered as my fingers dragged down her ribs, digging into her sweet creamy flesh. She felt so small in my hands, almost breakable. 

"Slow down, Luca." She begged. "I'm not going anywhere." 

It took all my strength to reel myself back in, but she was right. There was no rush, and I wanted her to enjoy every second of it. Following her request, I worked my way back up, striking my tongue against the tenderness of her breasts. When she tried to squirm away, I held her firmly in place, knowing a little struggle turned her on. 

"I want you right, baby. Just relax." I commanded, fondling one breast and taking the other in my mouth.

A gentle nip sent her body reeling and she jerked against me. "Jesus, Luca!" She cried out. 

"Say it again. I want to hear you say my name." 

"Luca..." She moaned, dropping her head backwards and giving herself up to me. She was entirely at my mercy.

"That's my girl." I purred, gliding my fingers down and slipping them between the folds of her skin. "You're already so wet for me.... But you're going to have to wait." 

"Please, Luca." Jesus, I loved the sound of her begging. Little did she know I would give in to her every whim right now. All I wanted to do was make her happy.

"Patience, tesoro. You're going to like this, I promise." 

Dipping down between her legs, I lapped at her wetness, dragging my tongue along her flesh. 

Charlotte cried out again, only egging me on. She tasted so sweet, and I was thirsty for more of her. She dropped her legs further apart, putting herself on full display. I buried myself in her again, kissing her honeyed flesh and massing her thighs as I did. She was coming apart at the seems and I loved watching it unfold. The roundness of her lips, her desperate moans, the staggering arch of her back. She was thoroughly enjoying herself, and so was I. Never had I taken such pleasure in getting someone else off, but like everything, it was different with Charlotte. I thought I might cum just watching her body writhe with orgasm. 

Before I pushed her completely over the edge, I reached into the nightstand and grabbed a condom. I flipped Charlotte over so that she was on her stomach, her tight round ass taunting me as she swayed her hips. I gave it a slap and she gasped. 

"You like teasing me, baby?" I plunged my fingers inside of her, rubbing hard against her. 

"I, Uh..." She was at a loss for words. 

"Tell me, baby." I prodded. "Tell me what you want." 

"Mmm." 

"You want more of this? I stuck another finger in her and pumped harder and harder as she squirmed. "Or do you want my c.ock inside of you? Is that what you want baby?" 

"Please, Luca!" Fuck, that begging did something sinister to me. 

I put my hand to her back, forcing her hips up and slipping inside of her. Charlotte leaned into me, taking every inch of me with pleasure. I started pumping into her over and over again and bucking my hips against hers. I pounded into her relentlessly as over bodies rocked in perfect rhythm. 

She felt so good--so tight and so wet. I slid in and out her so easily, each time coming back with more force than before. She took it with enthusiasm, crying out for me over and over again. I fisted her hair again, pulling her head back. She turned slightly, glancing over her shoulder and meeting my eyes. It was almost a dare. 

"Harder, baby."

I slammed into her, feeling myself approaching the cliff. I slowed up for a few minutes just so I could enjoy this a little longer. We found a steady rhythm, and pretty soon, there was no stopping the trail that was coming. I thrusted into her a few more times, and on the third, I exploded. I let out heavy groan as our bodies wriggle against each other, each one of us riding high on pleasure. 

We collapsed against each other, both of us struggling to catch our breath. Charlotte laid her head against me and put her hand to my chest, feeling my heart beat. "I love you, Luca."

"I love you, baby." I kissed the top of her forehead. 

With a yawn, she started to drift to sleep, but I was lightyears away from that. My mind was overcome with fear. 

There was no way I could lose her, and I had to find a way to make it right before it was too late. 



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