Page 53 of Hat Trick
I can see your dreams
I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps gettin' better
I wanna spend the rest of my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever"
It's corny and sweet and over-the-top and everything Luca is. I can't help but giggle as my stomach swoops and spins and turns inside out with butterflies. When he pulls back to look at me his smile is blinding.
His smile slowly transforms into a grin and then into a wicked smirk as his eyes burn their way down my body and the butterflies burn up into a raging inferno.
"I can't wait to get you out of this dress," he growls into my ear.
I smirk back. I pick up one end of the belt of the wrap skirt and hand it to him. "One tug of this and I'm naked."
He tosses his head back, closes his eyes and groans. "Woman, you can't say things like that in public."
I lean up on my toes and get closer to his ear. "Then I really shouldn't tell you that I'm not wearing any panties."
In a flash he pulls away from me, scoops an arm behind my knees and picks me up bridal-style. I squeal at the sudden loss of gravity and wrap my arms around his shoulders. He storms off, throwing a casual, 'Congratulations' to the newly married couple and marches to the gravel parking lot before tossing me, gently, into the car.
"The driver?" I ask, utterly confused.
"I dismissed him when we got here. I knew I was going to want you alone on the ride to the hotel."
I giggle in anticipation. This man knows exactly what he wants.
The drive to the hotel is about twenty minutes and a wicked thought comes into my mind:I've never given road head.
As he hits the main road, I loosen my seatbelt before turning toward Luca. He spies me out of the corner of my eye and asks, "What are you doing?"
I slide my knees under me before reaching over and undoing the belt on his slacks. "Fuck, Ems. You can't be serious."
I don't need to say anything, my grin in the low moonlight says it all. "Fffuuuucccckkkkk..." he groans.
Chapter thirty
Luca
"Fffuuuucccckkkkk..." I groan. I've been sporting a semi all evening, but one look at my girl's wicked, dirty grin and I'm instantly, painfully hard. Her tiny hands make quick work of my belt and my zipper. I suck in a harsh breath when her warm, soft hand wraps around my aching cock. She pulls me out and does a little shimmy in her seat so she's leaning over the middle console.
I groan and resist rolling my eyes in the back of my head when she gives the tip a playful kiss. This woman will be the death of me, but what a fucking way to go. She giggles before licking the precum weeping from my slit. I concentrate on the road, speed limit, check mirrors, between the lines...until she gives me a light nip and a lick in the space between my cock and my thigh. My abs slam tight, wrenching my body around her, my left hand slaps the side window in an attempt to brace myself and my right hand jerks the steering wheel.
"Jesus Fuck Ems. You can't do that while I'm driving."
The minx has the balls to giggle again. "I trust you. You won't hurt us."
I take a deep, steadying breath out. Road, speed limit, check mirrors, between the lines. Luckily, I'd had sense to put the hotel address in the GPS so all I had to do was listen to Siri and we'd be back at the hotel in...20 minutes.
Emily wraps her one hand around the base of my cock before dragging her tongue up the length of the ridged vein at the bottom. Mydick jumps appreciatively. She smiles against the length of it, her soft lips teasing my hard length. I'm not sure I could get any harder. She finally takes pity on me and wraps her warm lips around the head, swirling her tongue over every inch of the head while she gives her hand a slow pump.
Road, speed limit, check mirrors, between the lines, GPS.
