“Tell me about it. Feel like I’m gonna blow in five strokes like a teenager.”
“Don’t you dare,” I hiss, and Luca laughs against my mouth, thrusting up into me harder, my ass sliding up the wall. “Harder, Luca, please.”
“My baby likes it rough,” he rasps, and the words travel along my spine like electricity, making heat settle between my legs. I’m so wet I’m glad I went without panties. I just thought maybe my panty line was going to show. I didn’t know I’d end up getting fucked in a church broom closet.
“I do. I do, fuck, Luca, I’m coming,” I cry out, rolling my hips to meet his thrusts. Luca grunts, burying his face in my neck as he keeps fucking me in a steady rhythm.
My orgasm hits me like a freight train and I go limp except for my nails digging into his shoulders. Luca groans loudly against my throat, slamming up into me for a few more strokes before he thrusts deeply. He pulses as he spills inside me, and a smile spreads across my face.
“Still think it’s sacrilegious?”
“No. I think it’s holy.” I break into giggles when Luca helps me stand on my own two feet, kissing all over my face.
38
LUCA
Sophia and I sneak back into the reception, her face flushed, as if nothing ever happened. The rest of the reception goes by in a blur, not because of the alcohol but just because I’m exhausted from all the planning, and I just want to get Sophia home.
“I think it’s time we give the happy couple some privacy,” Diego says, and the crowd boos but eventually settles down.
“I want to say goodbye to Rosa,” I say with a frown, looking around for Agnes.
Sophia clutches at my shirt. “No. She’ll freak out and want to come with us.”
“And?”
“And you’ll let her!” She frowns at me. “I need some alone time with my husband.”
A thrill runs through me. “Say it again.”
“What?”
“Husband.”
She grins, tilting her chin up as she looks at me. “Husband.”
I groan, leaning down to kiss her, and it gets a little hot and heavy until someone clears their throat.
I look up to see Arturo standing there, his face blank.
I smile at him. “Hey, Art. How’s it going?”
“I’m about to head out, just wanted to say goodbye.”
“You’re not leaving Aruba already?”
“Your father needs my help.”
I go silent. I feel a slight amount of guilt for everything’s that happened to the Rossi empire.
“Look. He made his choices,” Arturo says, obviously seeing the guilt all over my face.
I nod. “You’re right. He chose to trust Nico and it blew up in his face.”
Sophia squeezes my hand and I look down at her.
She gives me a small smile. “Why don’t we head back to the house? Everyone’s getting ready to go anyway.”
