Page 44 of Ruthless Passion

The short hallway stops with a door in front of me that leads to the weight training room and pool, with another door on the right that's open into his bedroom. There's an array of suits and other clothes on his bed as if he's packing to go on a trip.

"Luca?" I call out before stepping inside his bedroom. Flashes of him on his hands and knees ignite a fire inside my body as Mojo's words ring through my head.

Challenge yourself.

I can take what I want. I can stand up for myself. I don't need to change Cadence's character. I need to be more like her.

"I've had some ideas about the script changes," I call out, but still no response.

The soft slap of arms hitting water bring me through his room and out to the balcony that shares a pool with the weight training area next to it. Luca's moving through the water like a missile. Smooth, controlled strokes show off the muscles in his back, rippling beneath the pool's surface.

I can watch him like this all day, but I don't have to as he emerges from the clear water with the pinkish hue of the sunset dancing across the sky. It's beautiful. He's beautiful.

Beads of water cascade down his muscular frame. The power of Luca's arms and legs steal my attention until my eyes trace his sexy physique up to his face. It has an oddly familiar injury to it. He's got a fresh bruise under his eye and new scrapes to his knuckles.

"Are you okay?" I ask him, grabbing a towel off a nearby bench to hand to him.

"I'm fine."

"Are you going to let me patch you up?" I ask him.

"I swear I'm okay, Jo. I needed the swim to burn off some stress. I'll be out of your hair in a minute. I'm going to put a bag together and you can settle in." There's something distracting him, irritating him, but that's to be expected, considering he's been in another fight.

"Luca, it's ridiculous for you to leave your home. Stay here with me. We can work on the script." It's clear my words help shift his energy as he takes a few steps closer to me, backing me into his bedroom.

Luca uses the towel to dry the excess water dripping off his hair, his body. I find myself moving closer to him, running my hand down his chest as my core heats with desire. Mojo's words continue to echo through my mind.

Take what you want. Make yourself uncomfortable. Challenge yourself.

"What would you like to change first, Josephine?" he asks, seduction riddles his words.

"That you're wet and I'm not." The words come out of me as I peel out of my clothes until I'm naked in front of him. I stroll past Luca, letting my hair trickle down my back as I step into the pool before lowering myself under the surface.

The water is warm, but the coolness of the night breeze makes my nipples perk as I stand up to see the pool's only about four feet deep. My arms sway, weightless in the water until I hear the sleek sound of Luca diving into the pool. He's like a shark, ominous in his approach as he holds his breath, moving under the surface until he's near my legs.

Luca breaks the surface in front of me, with my back against the side of the pool. He leans down to kiss me. As our mouths collide, the energy between us is in agreement to shed the stress of this day. His hand slips between my thighs, stroking between the slits of my sex while his tongue circles mine.

My breathing quickens when Luca pulls away from the kiss, a devious smile on his lips and he lowers his face to my breasts. He uses one hand to finger my pussy while the other pinches and squeezes my nipple. Pleasure explodes from every spot he touches, caresses, and licks.

The softness of his tongue's surface as he devours my nipple draws a moan of anticipation from my throat.

"You don't have to be quiet out here, Jo. No one can hear us. Let go." He tells me in a brief gap between sucking my nipple and moving his mouth back onto my body. He kisses along my neck, creating a path for his tongue up to my ear where he nips at my lobe.

Luca moves his mouth back to mine, positioning himself between my legs where I reach down to grab his erection. He's hard, and getting harder with every stroke of my hand over his shaft. He whispers in my ear. "If you want it, take it, Jo."

The encouragement is all I need to hike my leg around his waist, pushing my pussy against the throbbing head of his cock. When he slides inside me with ease, it feels right, like home. The warm water cocoons us, splashing between our bodies as Luca's movements sway it like a soft breeze.

It's slow going at first until we both get into it. Our passion collides like our mouths. Kissing and grabbing, I run my fingers through his hair, yanking his head back as his hands grip my pelvis to move me in a rhythm to match his own.

In and out.

Up and down.

The smoothness of his shaft gliding in and out of me, pushes me over the edge of ecstasy. I fall into bliss, into a melody of our bodies being perfectly in tune with one another. I love the way he feels inside me. Every inch belongs to me.

Our kiss syncs with his thrusts as the splashing water becomes more violent. Waves explode around us, drenching the platform beside the pool as Luca's strokes lose their tenderness. I want him to use me and he does. The slow thrust is now a passionate pounding into my walls until I'm certain my juices of satisfaction coat him.

My moans morph into unbridled yelps, loud as my mind tries to wrap itself around how easily Luca can coax an orgasm out of me. One, two, three… My walls clench as my clit tries to explode with the feeling of pleasure pulsating through my body.

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