Page 1 of Love & Power

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My back slammed against the wall of the airplane as Luca kicked the door. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he forced my head back, bearing my neck to him. His hot mouth latched onto my skin, kissing and nipping down the column until he got to my collarbone. My nails dug into his shoulders as I ground against him, desperate to feel the cock hidden under his slacks deep in my pussy.

“God, baby girl, I’ve missed you. Craved to touch your skin, kiss your lips, and fill that perfect pussy of yours with my cum,” Luca whispered in my ear as his hands slipped under my shirt. “I thought I could hold out longer, but there’s no fucking way I’m going to make it nine hours until we land.”

I wrapped a hand around his tattoo-decorated throat and pushed back so I could see his face. Luca’s amber eyes blazed with a possessive passion and an undertone of relief. My stoic assassin, who controlled Springmont’s port, smuggled in and out all the contraband needed to run the dark side of Caprioni Enterprises. The man had been stuck in jail, waiting for me to get him out, trusting that I wouldn’t leave him there. Every time I looked at him, it felt like a knife sliced my skin as I burned with guilt for allowing him to even be taken. Now he was free, and we were getting the hell out of dodge, ensuring they couldn’t drag him back to prison.

The moment I got Luca home, it had been all hands on deck to prepare for leaving first thing the next morning. My men and I had carved out all the rot growing within our territory, allowing me to finally deal with the root of the disease. With my grandfather being the only one alerted to our arrival, we quietly packed our bags and left without warning. Once I was in the car on the way to the private airport, I called the Old Guard, alerting them to my trip and placing them in charge of keeping things running while I was gone.

Now here I was pinned to the wall by a man I’d missed more than I ever thought possible. Luca had spent most of yesterday sleeping, getting a decent meal, and watching movies with the rest of us. When I finally turned in for the night, he wrapped himself around me like an anaconda, just wanting to hold me. It would appear his needs have changed to a more primal nature.

“Who the hell told you to wait?” I asked with a smirk. “I know it sure as hell wasn’t me.”

“God, I fucking love you, Astin,” Luca stated before slamming his lips to mine.

Releasing my hold on his throat, I wrapped my arms around his torso, hugging him tightly as he pulled away from the wall. It only took a few steps to reach the bed where he dropped me, only to pounce before I even hit the mattress. Gripping my button-down shirt, he ripped it open, sending the tiny pearl buttons flying across the small space.

“I kinda liked that shirt,” I shared.

Luca buried his face in my breasts, hooking a finger at the top of the red lace cup containing one of them. “What I have planned for you, I don’t think you’ll be upset with me for long.”

My comeback was cut off by the moan that burst from me as he enveloped my nipple with his mouth. The feel of his tongue swirling around the taut bud had me arching and begging for more. Using his free hands as he tortured me with his mouth, Luca shoved up my skirt and ripped off my matching red lace thong. I hissed at the fleeting bite of pain when the lace dug into my skin.

“I’m sorry, baby girl, my control right now is nonexistent,” Luca apologized as he moved down my body, sliding his hands behind my knees, pressing them up and open, and bearing me to him. “Everything about you is driving me crazy to the point I can’t seem to stand anything getting in my way. Don’t worry, I’ll kiss it better.”

A strangled cry was all I could manage as Luca released his pent-up need on my pussy. Spearing me with his tongue, he moaned as if I tasted like the best he’d ever eaten. Grabbing fistfuls of the blankets, I tried to keep from thrashing under his lethal attention, but I failed, forcing him to pin my legs down with his body weight.

“Oh fuck,” I whimpered. “Luca, I’m gonna come.”

At that declaration, he jerked back just before I fell over the edge. “I’m sorry, what was that, baby girl?”

Something that might be a mix of a pterodactyl screech and a snarl erupted out of me as I tried to sit up, but I was trapped. “I didn’t tell you so you’d stop.”

Luca grinned as the lower half of his face shone in the dim light, wet from my pussy. “Sorry about that, but you’re gonna have to trust me. When I let you come, it will rock your world so hard you’ll black out for a second. Then when your pussy walls are still shaking, I’m going to fill you with my cock and make you come again, and again, and again.” With each again, he slipped in a finger, stretching me, but I was more than ready for him.

“You’re lucky I like you and have an I-just-got-out-of-prison pass,” I managed to say before he started to move those three fingers.

Luca chuckled, his hot breath teasing my clit as he resumed his place between my legs. “Baby girl, we both know what’s between us isn’t as simple as like.”

“While I love the words coming out of your filthy mouth, I believe there is more important work to do with it,” I pointed out.

Wasting no time, it took Luca mere seconds until I was screaming his name, fisting his hair, and grinding on his face. No matter what I did, the moment he felt my walls clenching down on his fingers, he’d slow or stop altogether, and then he’d start all over again. Sweat soaked into the shirt I was still half wearing with my bra pushed up around my throat. The bunch of my skirt around my hips was uncomfortable, but none of that mattered as Luca ate me out with two fingers in my ass and his thumb in my pussy.

Just as I readied for him to back off when I came close to coming, he sped up. He wrapped his lips around my clit, letting his teeth scrape over the sensitive ball of nerves as he sucked sharply. Removing his thumb, he switched it for his other hand, using one finger to stroke over my G-spot. I was beyond sensitive—it had gotten to the point where everything was overstimulating and just this side of painful. Now that I was allowed to come, it’s like my body didn’t believe it would happen, stalling out with me peering over the cliff.

“Please, please, Luca, let me come,” I begged, desperation evident in my words as tears pricked my eyes. “I can’t take this. I need to come.”

Luca released my clit and gazed into my eyes with calm authority. “Trust me, baby girl, I’ve got you. I’ll give you what you need.”

In a quick movement, he pulled his fingers out of me and shifted to lay on his side so he could kiss me. I whimpered, my body twitching as it searched for the stimulation we craved but seemed to elude us. Luca’s tongue teased mine, trying to get me to engage with him, but my mind was focused on one thing—the need to fucking orgasm.

Shocking me, Luca slapped my pussy sharply twice before hooking his fingers inside it and working them in a furious frenzy. “Come for me, Astin,” Luca ordered. “Come now.”

And come I did.

The orgasm that slammed into me had my eyes rolling into the back of my head as the walls of my pussy clamped around his fingers. A sensation I’d never experienced before erupted in me as my entire body went rigid.

“That’s it, squirt all over my hand, baby girl,” Luca praised as he continued to attack my pussy with his fingers.