Page 37 of Charity's Redemption

“Not really.”

“There will come a time where speaking about it will be the only way for you to process it.”

I sighed, pondering his bit of wisdom. “My brother died because I made a choice.” I paused, mulling over my words. “My life or his. I chose mine.” I gripped him tighter as the image flashed into my mind. “Some would say that makes me a bad person, but I’d do it a thousand times over if it meant being able to stay with you a moment longer.” My chest tightened as tears threatened to spill and expose my vulnerability. “I feel the same way about seeing your father.”

He rested his chin on my head, then squeezed the outside of my thigh. “Killing your brother isn’t the same as betraying me.”

I pulled away and forced him to see the torment in my eyes. “I would never betray you. It was with good intentions.” Turning in his lap, I straddled him, then cupped his face with my hands. “I was protecting us. Like I always do. My life would be over if anything happened to you, Nico, or Max. Do you understand that? By taking this path, they’d destroy us. And I’d die avenging you all.”

“The road to hell is paved with good intentions.”

“You can’t vilify me for this.” I pushed away the black hair that fell over his brow.

Luca leaned his head against the wall and exhaled as his own storm passed through his eyes. “And if we were to go with your plan, how would you get to him?”

“I know his vulnerabilities, his routine, inside and out,” I traced his brow with my finger, “I know when he’s the most protected.” I lowered my voice. “And I know when he’s not. There was never a more scheduled person known to mankind.” I caressed his bottom lip, making him part them.

“How long have you been following him?” Luca wrapped his hands around my wrist and kissed my palm, then each one of my digits.

“Almost every night since I ditched your detail.”

When Luca stole me away to his home after I told him about Elias, he forced me to travel with Vito or Quarterback Mike. This didn’t sit well with me, and I ditched them at every turn until Luca gave up.

“And what did you learn?” He dipped my finger into his mouth and sucked, encompassing my finger with his tongue. My breath hitched in my chest as the space between my legs filled with his swelling erection.

I bit my lip as I watched him suck on my finger. Grinding against him, I moaned. He pulled my finger out of his mouth, then bit into the soft pad.

“He has a woman that he sees regularly. She might be my way in.”

Luca kissed down my arm toward my shoulder, his erection pressed firmly against my tortured clit. I rubbed my wet bare flesh against him as his kiss touched my neck, and jawline until finally stopping at my lips.

He pressed his hand into my lower back, moving me faster with the rhythm I’d started.

“I thought you wanted to discuss this?”

“No. You convinced me of your stance when you went behind my back.”

I pulled away from him. “But you punished me anyway?”

“I did not punish you for your ideas.” He squeezed me harder, his fingers digging into the bruise on my side, causing me to gasp.

Luca crashed his lips to mine, his hand cupping the side of my neck, pulling me into him. I groaned as our tongues swirled around. Luca reached behind me and centered his swollen head at my eager entrance. I sunk down on his thick length inch by agonizing inch. Breaking the kiss, I tipped my head back and moaned as I impaled myself to the hilt.

He gripped my hips and glanced down to where he entered me, and groaned.“Cazzo, e’incredibile.”

I didn’t need to know Italian to understand that. It felt just as amazing for him as it did for me.

My fingers thread through his hair and the top of his skull, my arms resting against his shoulders, my forehead pressed to his. I raised my body off him, then fell all the way down. Small waves of bliss rolled through my body and swirled in my belly with each stroke inside me, hitting that sensitive space.

Luca dug his fingers in deeper as he controlled the pace, forcing me up and down faster, his hips thrusting in tandem.

It didn’t take long for my tense body to come alive. Each thrust sent a jolt to every nerve ending in my body, making me thrum with pleasure and agony.

“Luca,” I cried, my lips finding his and driving my tongue into his mouth. He smacked my welted ass. I shrieked against his mouth, then bit his lower lip and pulled until he growled with pain.

My body clenched as I drew close.

“Yes.Sei bellissima. Come for me.”

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