“Every bit as much,” I reassure and nuzzle into her throat, needing to inhale her deeper into my lungs.
CHAPTER11
Coco
Never in my life have I been hand-fed anything like I have since being with Lucca.A bite of something a friend wanted me to try, sure.But this man has taken that to a whole new level, because after those first two forkfuls and him dragging me onto his lap, I wasn’t allowed to touch another utensil.
Dessert became an erotic experience I also wasn’t expecting.The fresh fruit, handmade whipped cream, and caramel sauce were a culinary delight.Everything burst with flavor, and Lucca finally allowed me to feed him a little as well, always making sure to nip my fingertips and suck them between his lips, ensuring that each bite was a sensual act.
The house is now quiet while I move through the halls, up the stairs, and into our bedroom.For some reason, everything feels a little more enhanced.Intense.My body tingles with electric currents of anticipation while I wait for Lucca to come up.
Preston interrupted us for an important call just as I was sure I was about to be laid out on the table as Lucca’s own special dessert.I had been unable to hide a pout as he was getting up and wound up with a bruised lip for my displeasure.
Brushing my finger along said lip, it surprised me that I enjoyed the nip of pain.If he’d hung on a few minutes longer, my body likely would have combusted.
Entering the closet, I peek through one of the dresser drawers and am immediately transfixed by the layers of lingerie.Not just panties and bras but form-fitting teddies, lacey stockings, and garter belts.Slips, bustiers, and cute little camisoles in multiple colors are folded neatly, and I wonder if I have enough time to slip into something a little sexier.
Even with my casted wrist and my leg in a mechanical-looking brace, I still want to look good enough for Lucca to eat.
After sorting through a few options, I strip down to my birthday suit and pull out a satin lace-trimmed mini slip in a color that matches my eyes.The material is buttery soft as it glides down my body, ending at the tops of my thighs and not quite covering the entirety of my butt.
Strolling across the room to the bathroom, I wash my face, fluff my hair, brush my teeth, and then lather on some of the vanilla sugar cookie lotion that Lucca loves so much.
I move to the chair that was brought in for me and hum as I freshen up, not hearing anyone enter the room.It’s not until I’m finished and glance up to catch Lucca standing in the doorway with a heated gleam in his eyes that I realize I’m being watched.
“You’re stunning,mia amore.”His voice is tight, like he’s holding back from pouncing on me.“Is this all for me?”His darkly tattooed hand waves up and down my body as I get to my feet.
“I’ve never owned anything like it.”Trying to be seductive while also a little broken, not so sexy, but from the expression on his face and the growing tent in his pants, I don’t think he minds.“I thought you might like to see me in something you bought for me.”
“I’m convinced you could make a potato sack look fucking amazing, butamore, this is beyond my wildest imagination.”Reaching out, his finger grazes up my arm and along my collarbone before slipping down between my breasts and across the tops.“You need many more of these.”
“You did purchase several already.There were three drawers full of negligees, Lucca.”The slow burn of my flushing skin makes him grin in the way I’ve spent so many months trying to see.“So this makes you smile.”
“Mia amore, anything that gets you closer to naked is going to make me smile like a fucking psychopath.”His fingers continue to travel along my body, plucking at the material covering my nipples as they grow turgid with desire.
“D-d-did you mean it…earlier, what you said?”My nerves mount as he comes in closer.His body heat nearly making me sweat while also sending fevered shivers up and down my spine.
“Mean what?”His head cocks to the side as he studies me, licking his lips temptingly.The need and desire in his eyes intoxicate me.
Shyness takes over, and I must force myself to speak the words because the thought of Lucca turning me away because of my inexperience is unbearable.“About me coating your tongue every night and morning?”I can’t believe I said that out loud.
“Oh, my sweetmia amore, I meant every word of it.”Methodically, Lucca circles me like a predator, searching for where he wants to strike first.“I could eat you up for days.In fact,” he breathes deeply at the back of my neck, “I think I will.”
“Oh!”
Scooping me up, Lucca carries me to the bed and places me gently in the middle, slipping a pillow under my head to ensure my comfort.
“You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on,amore.”
“When you say things like that, I start to believe you.”
He lifts the hem of the slip with a tip of a finger, and a gleam brightens his eye when he spots that I’m not wearing panties.
Stepping back, Lucca slowly unbuttons his shirt and peels it off his sculpted frame.Muscles ripple, tattoos stand stark against his naturally tanned flesh.There’s not an ounce of shame on the man as he continues to strip quietly, showing off for me in a way he hasn’t since bringing me home.He wants me to admire him because I get the feeling that once he’s undressed, I won’t be able to focus on anything but what he does to me.
“You should believe everything I say to you,amore, I’ll never lie to you.”Our eyes clash at his proclamation, and I wonder if that means little white lies, too, but I have no interest in hashing that out.Not when my body is primed and ready for him.
“I believe you.”The bed dips as he kneels on it near my feet.
