RUTHLESS KING

35 COMING HOME

Stella
Luca’s hands curl around my ass, and he lifts me up, wrapping my legs
around his waist. I cling onto him like he’s a lifeboat, my only chance at
survival from the tempestuous sea of emotions threatening to drag me
under. Are we really doing this? No rules?
He eats up the distance between the kitchen and the living room couch
in a few long strides, his hot mouth never leaving mine. Dio, I could kiss
him forever. He lowers me onto the supple leather sofa and gets to work on
his slacks. I reach for his jacket and slide it off his broad shoulders. Once
it’s in a heap on the floor, my fingers undo the knot of his tie and trail down
to his crisp button-down shirt. Before I get the third button undone, his hand
clamps around my wrist.
“Uh-uh, princess, I want your hands here.” He jerks my hand to his
cock, and my fingers instinctively close around his hard length.
I suck in a sharp breath as I take him in. He’s completely naked from
the bottom down, that huge cock standing thick and erect, and with his
perfectly starched shirt half unbuttoned, tie hanging undone from his collar,
he’s looking sexy as all hell. He stands between my thighs, and I slide to the edge of the cushion and
draw him closer. My eyes fix on that thick cock, and my tongue darts out.
I’ve dreamt about tasting him, running my tongue over that silky smooth
skin.
“I want to fuck you all over this penthouse, in every position I can come
up with. But first, I want to claim that pretty little mouth, princess. Can you
do that for me?”
I nod quickly. I flick the bead glistening on his tip and taste him for the
first time. A groan slips free. It tastes like Luca: spicy, sweet and
dangerously addictive. I glance up at him as I close my mouth around his
erection, and his eyes roll back into his head until only the whites show. I
inch down, farther and farther until I fit his entire length. Cazzo, he’s huge.
I’m impressed I can fit all of him in without choking.
He hisses out a string of Italian curses, only urging me on. “Mannaggia
alla miseria, princess. I knew you’d be good, but fuck me, you are
phenomenal.” His hands dig into my hair, fisting the dark locks. “Do you
have any idea how gorgeous you look with my cock in your mouth?”
I spin my tongue around his silky flesh and revel in his taste as he lets
out another moan. Dio, there is something so satisfying about watching the
powerful Luca Valentino fall to his knees for me. I bob up and down along
his hard length, my eyes fixed to his. A raging storm of emotions flicker
beneath the dark surface.
“You’re going to have to slow down, princess, or I’m going to come in
your mouth.”
With my free hand, I close my fingers around his balls and give them a
gentle squeeze. Then stare up at him with a wicked smile.
“Are you teasing me, princess?”
“Umhmm,” I mumble around his dick.
“You want me to come in your mouth, don’t you, you naughty little
puttana?” I move faster, his excitement intensifying my own.
He shudders, and his gaze turns feral. “Okay, you asked for it.” He
pumps his hips, forcing himself deeper into my mouth. I fist his cock and
take him all in. I suck and swirl my tongue, licking him up. He guides my
head up and down, up and down. He’s so big his crown grazes the back of
my throat with each thrust.
I cup his balls and squeeze again, and his cock jerks in my mouth.
Sliding to the tip, I pause and shoot him a wicked grin. “Come for me,” I
mumble around his thick head.
His eyes widen and the hint of a smile curls the corners of his lips
before his head falls back, and he moans my name. His warmth spills into
my mouth, and I swallow every bit of it. I suck harder, needing to take all of
him. Dio, I’m crazy about this man. No one has ever brought out this
ravenous side of me before.
After I’ve taken every ounce of his pleasure, I slowly withdraw, licking
up to his crown. He drops on his knees once I’ve released him, his chest
rising and falling in a ragged tempo. His hands close around my knees, and
he pushes them apart. His smirk turns savage as he drags my pajama
bottoms down to my ankles.
“Now, it’s my turn to feast.” He’s still panting and out of breath, and
I’m wondering how the hell he’s going to be able to—
He slides me to the edge of the cushion, and his tongue drags across my
throbbing center. All my thoughts vanish. His mouth closes around my clit,
and he sucks so hard my hips buck. “Dio, Luca…,” I groan.
“That’s right, princess. I am your god, and you are mine.”
He slips a finger inside me as his tongue draws quickening circles
around my pulsing nub. In and out. In and out. He teases me, drawing out
my orgasm. When he plunges a second finger inside, I wriggle harder,
dying for the friction to find my release. I’m already so close. Luca stares up at me over my dark curls, and those mesmerizing eyes
capture me and hold me hostage. I dig my fingers into his wild locks, and
he wraps his free hand around my bare ass, driving my hips into his face.
No one has ever drawn an orgasm out of me so quickly. “I’m going to
come,” I groan.
“Not yet, princess. You come when I tell you.”
“I thought you said fuck your rules,” I rasp out.
He grins mischievously. “I think you’ll like this one.” His tongue drives
deeper inside me, sucking and licking, and I drag in a haggard breath. “The
longer you hold out, the better it will be,” he murmurs against my slick
heat. The vibrations alone nearly throw me over the precipice.
His second finger glides further down my folds, dragging my wetness to
the sensitive skin around the untouched flesh below. I stiffen for an instant,
my ass virgin territory.
“Relax,” he whispers, tongue still teasing as his finger explores further
south.
Another wave of pleasure grips hold of me, the combination of his
tongue and finger in my pussy and the other gliding across the space
between too overwhelming.
“Luca, I can’t hold on…,” I pant.
“Just a few more seconds.” He punctuates each word with another thrust
of those dexterous fingers and spin of that tongue. I grind my hips against
him, so desperate.
I’m whimpering, writhing with pleasure. “Please, Luca ….”
With a satisfied grin, he lifts his eyes to mine once more. “Okay,
princess, now you can come for me. I want to watch you break apart with
my tongue and my fingers inside your sweet pussy.” He licks his lips and
disappears between my legs.
I’ve never been with a man so hungry for me, and fuck, it’s thrilling. One flick of his deft tongue at my clit, a deep plunge of his finger and
an increase of pressure along the ridge of puckered skin and I rocket over
the edge. Heat surges through my veins like wildfire. I buck against his
mouth as he continues to devour me through the raging pleasure.
I collapse against the couch and draw in a ragged breath, my heart
racing so fast I’m certain it’ll explode. Luca crawls over me straddling my
legs with his powerful thighs. He draws my pajama top over my head, and
my breasts tumble free.
“Mmm, I’ve been waiting for this part, princess.” He licks his lips, my
arousal shiny on his chin. “Have you ever tasted yourself?”
My head whips back forth.
“Cazzo, you don’t know what you’re missing.” He drags his tongue
over his lips then across mine. “Rainbows and sunshine,” he whispers
against my mouth.
I can’t help but smile. The taste is sweet, musky and tangy, a perfect
mix of us both. His tongue tangles with mine for a few seconds longer
before his mouth descends on my nipple.
With the echoes of my orgasm still rippling through me, every lick is
heightened, my senses on overdrive.
“I need you to come for me just one more time, princess. I want to
watch you with my cock buried inside that hot pussy as you come apart for
me. Only me.”
“Right now?” I choke out. “Again?”
His gaze falls between us, and I follow his line of sight to his rock-hard
cock. How is he ready to go again? I’m completely boneless, a shapeless
sack of skin and raw pleasure.
“Unless you don’t want to, of course?” He lifts a playful brow. “I
thought you wanted me to break my rules for you? To fuck you face-to-face
so I could kiss you while I nail you to the sofa?” Dio, yes, I want that. Not even a month with this man, and I’ve become
a total puttana for him. But dammit, I want him and his dirty mouth.
“Yes,” I whisper.
His eyes light up, the flash of light through the endless darkness making
my heart race. “Then spread your legs for me, princess. I’m coming home.”
Luca
I sink into her, and I can’t help the moan from tearing out as her pussy
takes me in like we were made for each other. She’s so hot and soaked. I
want to feel her without this damned condom, and now that I’ve thrown all
my other rules out the window, that’ll be the next one to go. I’ll get her on
the pill, and I’ll fuck her bare. I can’t fucking wait to spill every bit of me
inside her.
I thrust deeper and that sense of coming home fills my darkest depths.
I’m selfish, I’m so damned selfish to drag Stella into this life after
everything that happened with Vinny, but damn it, I cannot let her go now.
It was hard enough to walk away from her all those years ago.
My cock plunges again, and she lets out another whimper. Her hands
clamp around my shirt, and I’m terrified she’s going to rip the buttons off.
She’s completely naked, and I feel like a cretino with my shirt still on. How
long can I put off the inevitable?
Her fingers close around the hem of my shirt, and she inches it up my
torso. Shit. Grabbing her hands, I jerk them over her head and hold them
with one hand as I plow into her. I reach for the tie still hanging undone
from my collar and wrap a quick knot around her wrists.
Stella’s eyes widen as she regards me.
“Just say the word if you don’t like it,” I rasp out. She snags her lower lip between her teeth and bucks against me. She
does like it.
“That’s my good girl.” I slow my thrusts, going long and deep. Her
breasts bounce with each plunge, just begging to be devoured. Even though
I just came a few minutes ago, I’m ready to go again. Just the sight of her
brings me back to my teenage years.
When my mouth closes around her pink nipple, her back arches. She
squirms against my silk tie. “Keep your hands where they are,” I warn.
With an irresistible pout, she wraps her legs around my hips and rocks
up to meet me, plunging my cock deeper inside.
“You ready to come again?”
She nods quickly.
My mouth moves from her breast to her mouth, tongue entwining with
her eager one. I could do this all day. I’ve never felt so at peace, so whole as
when I’m inside her. The rest of the world could implode, and I wouldn’t
give a fuck. I’d give up everything for her.
The thought halts my frenzied heartbeats.
Too fast. Too soon.
But is it though? A part of me has loved Stella since we were kids.
Her legs tighten around me, urging me on. I must have stopped moving
in my momentary panic. I glance down at her, and those brilliant blue eyes
steal my breath. I kiss her again, hard.
“Come for me, princess,” I whisper against her lips.
“Together,” she pants.
My eyes slide closed, and I commit this moment to memory. The smile
on her face, the utter fullness of my heart, the feel of our bodies intertwined.
With one final thrust, we plummet over the edge in perfect synchrony.