“Doubtful,” I said, taking another sip of the wine, a delicious red that is bright and wonderful on the palate. “I just had the element of surprise, that was the only reason it worked.”
“Don’t diminish this,” he said, “how’s your hand?”
“Better,” I said, “I waited until Hiroto left the clinic to go in. Dr. Giardo said two of the fingers were sprained, but that’s it. I just need to keep it wrapped and iced for a couple of days.”
“Good,” he gifted me with another smile and lifted the covers on the plates. “Solyanka to start.”
“It’s my favorite comfort food!” I said happily, as he ladled the sausage soup with vegetables and extra pickles into my bowl.
“So, I hear,” he said, “and then Pirozhki and Shashlik for the main course.”
“You are amazing…” I sighed. “Wait. You’re being too nice to me. Am I dying? Do I have incurable cancer? Is there something you’re not telling me?”
Lucca laughs, he actually laughs and it is beautiful. It’s the first time I’ve heard it and the sound is so joyous that it breaks my heart that he doesn’t laugh more. That his brothers crushed this part of him.
“Nopiccolo bacio,”he said, “I know your suspicious Russian heritage tells you that good news is followed by bad. But not here. You should be proud of yourself.”
“You know I couldn't have done it without you,” I said.
“I know,” he modestly agreed.
“Thank you.” Impulsively, I took his hand resting next to mine and kissed it softly, watching the surprise on his face soften to something else. “So, what’s next?”
Look at me being all brazen.
“Next?” Lucca grins at me devilishly and it is not at all reassuring. “I’m going to feed you. And then fuck you. So, you’d better start in on those Pirozhki because you’re going to need your strength.”
Chapter Fourteen
In which it starts with a kiss…
Julia Michaels - Lie Like This
Tatiana…
It starts with a kiss. A spectacular kiss.
It’s hard, slanting over my lips as Lucca’s tongue slickly moves between them. I can feel him hum in appreciation as he traces over my teeth and tongue, the sound vibrating against my mouth. One hand is fisted in my hair, just hard enough to let me know he means business without really hurting me. At the same time, his arm slides around my waist and hoists me abruptly onto the desk in his bedroom, necessary, because like most humans of normal size, I have to crane my neck back uncomfortably to look at him unless he finds a way to put us on the same level.
After savaging my mouth with clear relish, he moves to my neck, running his teeth gently along the line of my jaw and then placing a sharp bite into the thin skin of my throat, he leans over me, blocking out the light. All I can see is his long and powerful body, hovering, ready to pounce and shred me to pieces.
"I want to fuck you,piccolo bacio,"he said, voice turned guttural and greedy, jaw tight. "We haven’t talked about it, but I know you feel… whatever this is between us. I can stop here. If you tell me no."
My eyes are wide, I know I look shocked. But not frightened. Finally, I took a deep breath. "You don't have to stop. I want to. I want... I want you."
Groaning, he sweeps me up in his arms and moves to his bed with a flattering amount of haste, not quite throwing me on his mattress, and quickly covers me, pulling my tank top and bra away from my breasts as he bites one, then sucks the nipple of the other, enjoying how I jump, then moan holding his dark head to my chest. Lucca plays with my breasts, not giving me time to feel self-conscious, pushing them together so he can suck one and then the other. My legs suddenly tighten against the small of his back, my heels digging into his gorgeous ass.
He pulls back and harshly yanks one leg straight and then the other, pulling down my shorts and undies, baring his teeth and grinning at my yelp of alarm before delicately gliding those even, white canines against my calf, my inner thigh, and then straight to my heated center.
"Oh! OmigodLuccawaitstop!" I’m desperately trying to recover, lost in this melee of his lips and mouth, and then his teeth and tongue against the thin skin of my inner thighs. And now... am I really about to let him go down on me? I’ve heard guys joke about it and act like it was a chore and I’m terribly shy about the whole concept anyway. But Lucca is already there, eagerly licking and sucking my lips, running the harsh point of his tongue in the sensitive furrow between them, dipping into my channel, and grinning when I stiffen and gasp, holding my legs open.
I nearly come when Lucca’s beautiful face looks up from my pussy, chin shining with my slick and his gaze feral. "Delicious. Be still and let me enjoy you."
Oh, and hedid,pushing his stubbled chin into my opening and making me nearly scream with the intensity, then sliding up to fasten his lips around my clitoris and suck it just a bit harder than was comfortable. The shock nearly sends me upright as my stomach muscles clench.
One broad hand pushes between my breasts, shoving me back onto his mattress. The combination of his prickly chin and slick tongue are too much, tipping me into an orgasm even stronger than the one he’d given me in the gym that afternoon.
He wassoperfect… thick thighs and a taut ass, his muscles moving sleekly under smooth skin as he bares himself to me. When Lucca lifts his hips to pull off his shorts and throw them on the floor, I blush at how loud my gasp is. Of course, the arrogant bastard hears it, a wide grin spreading across his face as Lucca chuckles. "It's for you,piccolo bacio. All for you. I'm going to make you feel so..." he places a hard kiss on one nipple, then moves to suck the other, "...sogood. You're going to come screaming for me. I can tell."
