CHAPTER 22
TAMMY
Tammy placed her ear to the bathroom door. She was trying to listen in on Luca’s conversation with Francis, but since he was speaking in very rapid Italian, she could only understand a few words. Tammy knew that it wasn’t cool to eavesdrop, but lately, it was the only way she got information. Unlike Jack with Victoria or Gianni with Natasha, Luca never told her anything. Tammy didn’t feel a bit guilty, but when it became clear that she wasn’t going to be able to keep up with the conversation, she gave up and got in the shower.
By the time Tammy entered the bedroom, Luca was sitting in the chair by the bed, looking over paperwork. He looked up, and she could feel his eyes roaming her towel covered body.
“Hey,” she said softly.
Luca patted his lap as a gesture for her to sit, and Tammy crossed the room and happily sat on his lap. She looked into his sultry, dark eyes and smiled. Luca was dangerously handsome, with a swag to match. Every time he was close to her, her skin felt prickly, and her body warmed from the inside out. Tammy felt as if she was the luckiest woman alive.
Luca ran his hand over her ass and caressed her thick thigh. “I have good news,” he said just before he placed a sensual peck to her collarbone.
Tammy closed her eyes and released a soft moan. “News?”
“Yes.”
Luca’s other hand snaked between her thighs and explored her freshly showered pussy. Tammy’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as big, strong hands massaged her warm center.
“Mmm, Luca.
Tammy could feel his smile against her neck. Even though she couldn't see him, his smile made her happy. The rare display of emotion was usually reserved only for her. Tammy pushed her fingers through his dark strands and pulled his head closer. Sensual kisses along her collar elicited the sweetest of purrs.
Luca guided Tammy to her feet and pulled the towel from her body. He tossed it to the floor and turned her by the hips so that she was facing away from him. Before him, Tammy stood naked, wet, and needy. She celebrated inwardly when she heard the sound of Luca undoing his pants.
Luca caressed her ass and planted soft kisses on each cheek. He reached between her legs and teased her clit. Tammy did her best to stand still, but her legs shook involuntarily as he kneaded the throbbing bundle of nerves from behind.
“Fuck!” Tammy breathed.
She pushed her ass out, giving him better access, but Luca stopped his ministrations, leaving her stunned. Tammy froze and took in a sharp breath. She was fighting hard to survive the sharp loss of pleasure.
“Sit, mon amour,” he urged, pulling Tammy onto his lap.
Luca gripped her hips as she sat and guided his thick dick into her center. Tammy held her breath as her body stretched to accommodate the enormity of his manhood. Once fully submerged, Luca growled with a ferocity that made Tammy feel like prey. He pulled her backward until her back rested against his solid chest. Controlling her by her hips, he lifted her slightly, gliding her up his hardened shaft before driving deeper into her softness.
“Aghhhh,” Tracy gasped.
Luca reached around her body and pressed his fingers against her button as he pumped with force from below. With his other hand, he pinched and fondled her budding nipple. Tammy reached back and fisted a handful of his silky strands, and held on as Luca fucked her like the expert that he was. She rocked, instinctively, along with his perfected rhythm as she chased her impending orgasm with frenzied desperation.
“Got-damnit, Luca! Fuuuuck!” Tammy cried out.
“Yeah, baby. You gonna come all over my cock like a good wife?”
Luca rubbed her clit, and he hammered her pussy with a relentlessness that allowed no other option than eruption. Tammy shuddered violently. As she exploded around him, she could feel him throughout her entire body.
“Ohhhh…ohhhh, my, g—” she choked.
Her heart was racing, her breathing was rapid, and she would have been totally okay with a nap had her man been as satisfied as she was. But her work was not done.
She pulled herself from his still hard dick that had been thoroughly lubricated by her juices. Somehow mustering enough strength to stand, she turned and held her hand out to Luca. The picture of him slouched in a chair, donning a huge wet hard-on was enough to reignite Tammy’s arousal.
“Damn, baby, you are a whole lot of man,” she told him as he took her hand.
“I know,” he admitted with a confident grin.
Luca stood and pulled Tammy to the chair, positioning her on her knees. He pushed her face against the back of the chair and whispered, “My turn.”
Luca smacked her bottom, causing her to stiffen. Tammy was distracted as he rubbed away the sting, so she wasn't expecting the sensation of Luca’s warm tongue lapping the tight ring of her ass. Tammy tensed and clutched the back of the chair. She went to call out his name but only accomplished a whimper. Provocative heat rushed, like lava, through her veins from being placed in a position that was so vulnerable and submissive.
