Page 13 of Charity's Redemption

“Luca?”

My voice resounded off every surface as I hollered in the empty foyer filled with family photos and useless furniture. I took two steps forward until motion at the top of the steps caught my eye.

Luca peered down at me, bare-chested, showcasing his tattoo with a broken clock and wings that spread from shoulder to shoulder. I chewed on my lip as I took the steps two at a time until I stood before him, my body a quivering mess from just the sight.

“What’s wrong?” Worry pinched his brows together as he looked me up and down, his arms reaching out but never touching.

“I need you,” I said breathlessly.

I jumped into his arms, entwining my body around him as I crushed my mouth to his.

A flurry of teeth, lips, and tongue melded us together, and before I knew it, we were in his room, and he was dropping me onto his bed. “What’s gotten into you?”

I smirked as I grabbed his belt and pulled it from his waist, then climbed onto my knees and handed it back to him. “I want you to tie me up and spank me.”

He took the belt from me while his other gripped the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him. “Are you… are you high?” His eyes bounced back and forth as he studied mine.

“It’s entirely possible.” I smiled and raised a brow. “His cocaine spilled over me as we fought.” I grabbed his pants button, but he pulled away, nearly causing me to topple over off the bed.

He whipped out and grabbed my wrist with one hand and my chin with the other, forcing me to look at him. “Cazzo, Charity. This is serious. How much got on you?”

I shrugged then said, “No way to tell.” I laughed unexpectedly, “It came down like Christmas snow.” The words tumbled out of my mouth faster than I could think as I reached for his pants once more.

Luca took two steps back, and I followed, placing one foot on the ground at a time. “We’re not doing this while you’re high, Charity.”

I puckered my lips into a pout. I just needed him to run his hands along my skin and touch every part of my frame until the sensations overwhelmed me. The energy coursing through my system threatened to split my skin and escape.

“Luca. I want you to fuck me so hard I’ll still feel you even after your cum runs down my thighs.”

He growled and clenched his fists, took two steps towards me, then crashed his lips against mine before he pushed me back down to the bed.

“Do you even hear yourself?”

I sighed and ran my hands over my breasts, then pulled my jacket off and slipped my shirt over my head. “Don’t tell me you don’t like it, Mr. Boss Man.” I bit the tip of my finger, then sucked on it, enticing him to come after me. “Touch me, Luca.”

“This is the drugs talking.”

“And? You know what I like.”

“I do.”

I crooked my finger, beckoning him. “Then, do it.”

My lungs ached from panting as my heart raced like it was on a life-saving mission.

“I’m calling Doc. Your pupils are huge.” He turned my face to the side by my chin, “and I can see the pulse pounding in your neck.”

He pulled back and got out his phone while I followed him into a corner.

I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my pants, then got down on my knees and unbuttoned his tailored black slacks, slipping them to the floor while he spoke to Doctor Dan.

“There’s no way to tell how much,” he said, grabbing my wrist with his free hand.

I scraped my fingernails down his naked chest, tucked my fingers into his boxer briefs, and let him free. Luca’s thick, hard cock hung heavy with lust. The compulsion to do everything to him clawed at me just as I did his chest. Instead, I grabbed him at the base and slipped his bulbous head between my lips.

Luca growled as he tipped his head back against the wall.“Cazzo.” His hand shot out and braced himself. “No, not you,” he said, responding to the doc.

I glanced up as I swirled my tongue around him, watching his face tense and Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. “Okay. What should I look out for?”

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