TAMMY
Tammy shoved food around her plate with her fork. She was sitting next to Luca, but they weren't talking. They hadn't spoken a word to one another since he sent her flying into the pool and to think, she’d been prepared to apologize to his ass. But his actions had caused her to change her mind.
When she entered the suite, Tammy had fully expected to have it out with him, but Luca had packed his things and left. Instead of looking for him, Tammy had slipped into some dry clothes and went looking for her dad. She certainly owed him an explanation.
During their conversation, she explained to her dad that she didn't find Beverly; Beverly found her. Tammy assured him that she had every intention of telling him when things became less chaotic. After questioning her about how Beverly looked, how she behaved, and if she was clean, Jean-Paul assured her that he wasn't angry at her for withholding the information. Now, she was in attendance at the most uncomfortable dinner party ever. You could cut the tension with a knife. She should have followed her first mind and stayed in her room, but Victoria and Natasha had threatened to drag her to dinner by her hair. So there she was, suffering through an uncomfortable meal, an awkward toast, and her brooding fiancé.
Tammy couldn't have been happier when dinner was over. As soon as the servers began to remove plates from the table, she feigned exhaustion, said goodnight to her guests, and exited the dining room.
Once she was inside her suite, Tammy slid her designer gown down her body, stepped out of it, and left it in the middle of the floor. She walked over to the bar and poured herself a double shot of tequila and went into the bedroom. She sat on the bed, wearing nothing but panties, and knocked back as much of the tequila that she could. A noise coming from the living room caused Tammy to become still. It was the door.
“Tamara!”
The sound of Luca’s voice sent Tammy flying into the bathroom. She slammed the door and attempted to lock it, but Luca was already forcing the door open. Tammy backed away from the door and reached for a towel, but Luca quickly snatched it out of her hand. As he towered over her, the look on his face was predatory. Without words, Luca backed her against the vanity.
“Luca, I’m not in the mood right now,” Tammy protested.
Completely ignoring her, he lifted her by the waist and plopped her down on the vanity. When Tammy made another attempt to protest, Luca grabbed her by the face and stuffed the end of the same towel that he had taken from her into her mouth. Tammy tried to wiggle free, but she was no match for Luca. He pinned her arms behind her by her wrists, using only one hand. With the other, he easily ripped her panties from between her thighs and tossed the material to the floor. Tammy raised her hips, attempting to push him back, but Luca didn't budge. He looked down at her, donned a wicked smirk, and tightened his grip. His big hand was, almost painfully, securing her wrists.
Tammy grumbled loudly, struggling to speak through the gag. She wanted to outright fight, but she looked down and caught a glimpse of the erotic scene Luca had created. She groaned again, but that time, she was groaning at her traitorous body. Tammy could feel the tightness in her nipples, and heat gathering in her core.
Luca lowered his mouth to her neck, just under her chin, and kissed and licked her sensitive spot. A moan escaped before Tammy could stop it. Her desire was taking over. She was losing all sense of control. Luca kissed from her neck to her chest until he reached her pebbled nipple. He teased her by circling the bundle of sensitive nerves before sucking it roughly into his mouth.
Tammy threw her head back and let out a howl that was muffled by the towel stuffed in her mouth. With his free hand, Luca used his thumb to fondle her clit. Before Tammy knew it, she was rocking into his touch. Luca was ruthlessly fondling her pussy until she was pleading incoherently for him to fuck her. Tammy chased Luca’s thumb with desperation. Her arousal was inconsolable.
Mercifully, Luca undid his pants and rubbed his hard, massive dick against her heated bud. Tammy waited, without patience, as proof of her desire escaped and trickled down her ass. She stilled herself when Luca positioned himself at her entrance and pushed into her without pause. A loud groan got caught in Tammy’s throat. When he pulled out only to enter her fully, she struggled to free her hands, but Luca wouldn't let go. Tammy so desperately wanted to hold him. She needed to hold on for the ride that Luca was taking her on. And it was a rough ride. Luca was fucking her without mercy, rodding her completely. Tammy cried through the gag with every powerful thrust. Luca’s lustful moans echoed throughout the bathroom, but he hadn't said a word. Whatever point he want to make, his plan was to drill it into her. There was nothing better than the feeling of Luca’s big, velvet dick, deep inside of her. When her body began to quiver uncontrollably, she knew that she was close to completion. But when Luca leaned over and sucked her tingling nipple into his mouth, Tammy unraveled. She erupted into an orgasm and let out a sound that even she didn't recognize. Paralyzed, and without regard for her safety, Tammy fell backward. But without missing one stroke, Luca released her wrist and caught her, pulling her close to his body. He snatched the towel from her mouth and tossed it to the side. Tammy was panting uncontrollably as he gripped her ass and yanked her up and down on his dick until he suddenly, slammed into her with a powerful thrust. He was pulling her firmly onto his manhood, as deep as could be. As he shuddered through his orgasm, Tammy could feel his dick violently jerk before throbbing inside of her.
They held each other, catching their breaths until Luca helped Tammy off of the vanity. Tammy watched him pull his pants up. He fastened the button and fixed his belt as Tammy stood still and speechless. Without warning, Luca grabbed her face and pressed his lips to hers. He licked the seam of her lips, coaxing her mouth open. Tammy’s tongue instinctively sought his, reveling in the familiar taste of mint and the sweetness of cigar. Luca sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and stepped back. He turned to leave the bathroom.
“I’ll see you at the altar,” he said over his shoulder as he left.
Even as she heard the door to her suit closing, Tammy was still standing in front of the vanity as if her damn feet were cemented to the floor.
“What just happened?” she asked out loud.
