Page 62 of Capone
“Fuck, Giovanna. I’m close, baby.”
“Mmm,” she moaned with her mouth full of my cock.
To my disbelief, her pace increased, causing my jaw to go slack. When I felt her finger press against the spot right under my balls, I shot off like a rocket. “G-gi-ggi…baby… fuck!” I couldn’t even form a coherent sentence as she swallowed everything I had to give.
I took a second to catch my breath before I pulled her up by her arms. Smashing my lips against hers, I could taste myself on her. My dick was still erect. That seemed to be the norm as of late.
I picked her up, placed her on my desk, and made quick work of removing my suit jacket and dress shirt. I sat in my seat, rolling my chair up until I sat close to my meal. Wasting no time, I buried my head between her legs.
“Oohh,” Giovanna cooed, resting on her elbows. Her chest heaved up and down while she watched me, just like I had.
I pushed her knees up, further spreading her open for me. I dipped my tongue lower, swirling it around her back hole. Giovanna threw her head back, slapping her hand over her mouth. I could still hear her moans, but I needed more.
Raising two of my fingers to her face, I paused from feasting on her. “Suck.”
She removed her hand and placed my fingers in her mouth, obeying my command. Once I felt like they were lubed enough, I began working my fingers in her ass and took her clit into my mouth.
“Lucaaaaa,” she whined, winding her hips against my face.
“Mmhm.” I swirled my tongue through her wetness, enjoying the taste of her essence. I swear she tasted like fuckin’ mangos. I assault her mound with the point of my tongue, basking in her cries of pleasure. Focusing on her clit, I flicked my tongue rapidly, feeling her walls squeezing my fingers.
“Luca, oh God. I’m going to come. Ooohh.”
Taking that as my cue, I wrapped my lips around her hardened nub and sucked. Giovanna dropped down on her back, thrusting her fingers into my hair. She humped my face through her release until her body trembled.
Not giving her a second to recover, I stood, lined myself up at her entrance, and slammed home. I quickly smothered hermouth with mine as I started to fuck her hard and fast. She came after a few minutes, screaming into our kiss. Probing her mouth open, I slipped my tongue inside, letting her taste her own nectar.
I pulled her closer to the edge, raising her knees to her chest, and sank deeper than I was before. The way her pussy gripped my cock had me feeling fuckin’ homicidal. I would kill anyone who thought they would take this from me.
Breaking the kiss, I looked down to where we were joined. My dick was shining with her juices. The first time, I was reckless, taking her with no condom, but I was caught up in the moment. The next morning, we had a talk, and I showed her papers showing I was clean. She then informed me that she had a birth control implant in her arm. So, we agreed that condoms weren’t necessary. I loved the feel of her bareback and vice versa.
I pulled myself out of her and removed her from the desk, spun her around, and bent her over. Lifting one of her legs on the desk, I slammed inside her. I was sinking deeper in this position. Grabbing hold of her hips, I went in for the kill.
“Luuuuucca, I’m coming. Fuck! I’m coming,” she moaned, right as her walls squeezed me so tight and sucked the cum right out of me. My thrusts didn’t waver. I kept going until I released every last drop inside her.
Falling into my seat. I pulled her down onto my lap. She curled up like a relaxed kitten with her eyes closed. I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her sensually. Giovanna palmed my face, kissing me back with just as much passion.
When we broke the kiss, I looked into her eyes, and I couldn’t hold it in anymore. “I love you.”
Her eyes misted as she smiled warmly. “I love you too.”
Our lips came together in another heated kiss. “You’re mine, Sugar. I’m never letting you go.”
“That’s perfectly fine with me.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
GIOVANNA
After a long week working at the bakery, I was more than ready to enjoy a nice weekend in the house. I figured Luca would probably link up with a few of the brothers to get out of the house, but to my surprise, he was still home. Things with him were different in every way.
I was fully experiencing what it meant to be with Luca, and I must say, it was very addictive. When we woke up this morning, I put on a lounge set and made breakfast. After we ate, we settled in the living room and had been here ever since.
Gabi was set up on one side of the room with her easel, painting, while the puppies napped in their bed. Luca and I had been snuggled up for hours at this point. I lay on top of him, scrolling through my phone, while he watched ESPN. I never thought something so simple could be so satisfying.
The way his hands casually rubbed my body. The occasional pecks to my forehead. Listening to the beat of his heart. Every single detail made me happier than I’d ever been.
I could even tell the difference in my daughter. She would vie for his attention just as much as I did. Anytime she called his name to show him her painting, he wouldn’t hesitate to take his eyes off the television and give her his full, undivided attention.
