Mia raises her hand, cutting him off before he can continue. “Marco, you bought the Bugatti two months ago.”
“Yes, I know, but every time I see that damn car?—”
She huffs and rolls her eyes. “We’ll talk about it later. Where did you see it this time?”
“The abandoned airstrip. Fucking beautiful to watch it move like that.”
Ari and Lil share a look and another silent conversation that has me furrowing my brow with curiosity.
When our late-night meal is over, Becca pats my unbruised cheek with a smile before heading to bed. Marco and Mia congratulate me like proud parents before doing the same.
The girls and I make our way upstairs. They give me shit about frogs the whole way.
Lil holds her fist out, and I bump it with mine. “Good job, Cousin Luca,” she says as she walks into her room.
Ariana’s eyes meet mine, and she tucks her bottom lip between her teeth. My dick twitches as I watch her cheeks turn pink just before she closes the door.
Chapter 37
I memorize the important shit
Luca
That kiss Ariana promised me, win or lose, has been on my mind all day long. All. Fucking. Day. Long. I take a quick, jerk-off-free shower, pull on some sweatpants and a T-shirt, and sit on my bed to wait. But after an hour, she hasn’t knocked on my door and I’m losing hope. Maybe she fell asleep.
Maybe she changed her mind.Fuck. I hope she fell asleep. My heart hurts at the other thought.
Too ramped up to sleep, I head out to the living room and turn on the TV. About half an hour later, Ariana walks into the room, her hips swaying as she comes to stand in front of me.
I forget to breathe when I look at her. God, she’s stunning. The fairy lights bring out the hint of purple in her eyes and the blue in her dark hair as it hangs loose around her shoulders. Her thick thighs in tiny sleep shorts are instantly my new kryptonite.
She pushes my shoulders back against the couch and lowers herself onto my lap, straddling me. My cock goes from half-mast to hard as steel in the amount of time it takes me to take a ragged breath. Her arms loop around my neck, and she crushes her lips tomine. She moans into my mouth, cracking some of my control, and I grab her ass with both hands, digging my fingers into her flesh, and drag her up against my body.
She gasps and shudders as my hard dick presses against the heat between her thighs.Fuck, she feels so good.Leaving one hand on the plump ass I think about constantly, I weave the other into her hair and deepen our kiss. She takes my tongue into her mouth, sucking on it, playing with it, dragging the ball of her piercing along it, and pulling groan after groan from me. I untangle my hand from her hair and cup one of her tits through her silky tank top, then tease her hard nipple. She leans into my touch, her breaths coming faster. I roll her nipple and pinch it gently between my fingertips, gauging her reactions. Memorizing them. When I pinch harder, her mouth leaves mine as she throws her head back and rocks against my erection. I’ve never been this hard in my life. I didn’t know my dick could get this hard. I lean forward and bend down to take her nipple in my mouth, and the mewling noises she makes almost send me over the edge right there.
“Luca,” she whimpers, twisting her fingers into my hair. I bite down slightly, and a moan leaves her lips.
“Fuck, baby. You like that, don’t you? You like when I bite your nipple,” I say against her breast.
“Yes,” she breathes, arching her back. “Again, Luca, please.”
Knowing I’ll never deny her a damn thing, I take her nipple back between my teeth, relishing in every little moan and gasp she makes.
Her fingers tighten, tugging, weaving a little bit of pain in with the pleasure. Heightening it. I didn’t know I would like it to hurt just right, but fuck, I do. I groan deep in my throat, and she makes an appreciative humming sound. Like me, she’s paying attention to my reactions.
I release her nipple just long enough to ask, “Can I touch you?” Her body moves as she nods vigorously. “Words, Ariana.”
“Fuck. Yes,” she whines. “Permission granted. All the touching, please.”
Chuckling around her nipple, I move my hand lower, sliding it between us, and gently stroke her pussy on top of her silky shorts. I can feel how wet she is through them. They’re fucking soaked. She grinds against me, her fingers still gripping my hair as I slip my hand under the waistband of her shorts, and something that sounds like a growl escapes my lips, still wrapped around her silk-covered nipple.
“No panties, Ariana? My girl is such a fucking minx.” She gasps again as I drag a finger up through her wetness to find her clit. Like before, I commit her reactions to memory as I touch her, explore her, learn what she likes.
“Luca,” she hisses and rocks her body into my hand. I tease her clit with my fingers while my cock presses against her pussy. Her breathing quickens, and she pulls my head away from her breast so she can take my mouth with hers as her orgasm builds.
When she shatters, moaning my name, her pussy drenching my hand, I can’t stop myself from coming with her, right there in my sweats. Not an ounce of embarrassment follows. I just came with the most beautiful and amazing girl in my arms, and I don’t care how. Our moans mingle in our mouths, still locked together. When our lips part, our foreheads rest against each other as we come back down to earth and catch our breath. I pull my hand out from her shorts and bring it to my mouth, sucking my fingers clean of her sweet and tangy flavor as she stares into my eyes, into my soul, into my heart.
“You’re the best thing I’ve ever tasted,” I tell her honestly, my voice low.
