Page 39 of Charity's Redemption

“I like to walk on the crazy side.”

“It's the wild side, Charity. Although crazy fits you better.”

I let loose a laugh from deep in my belly. Luca slid his hand from my throat and palmed my breast, then pressed with his thumb on the bruise he’d created there the night before. I hissed, my laughter coming to an abrupt halt.

“Are you going to fuck me, or are we going to hump like horny teenagers?”

Luca bent over and sucked a nipple into his mouth, his warm tongue swirling around my peak, then popped it from his mouth just as his hand came down hard on the top of my thigh. The wild sensations of soft and kind, then harsh and sharp, sent me into a whirlwind of bliss.

“I’d rather leave you tormented. Go take a shower and be mindful of the fragile ecosystem.”

He rolled away from me, his heat leaving my body like I’d plunged into an icy bath. “You’re so cruel.”

“I’m cruel?” he said, sitting on the other side of the bed, then tossed on a pair of briefs. “Think about the poor animals who no longer have fresh water because of your showers.” He stood, pulling them over his hips.

“They would’ve died with or without me. I’m just speeding up the process.”

Of course I didn’t feel that way. I didn’t like killing animals, but give me a steak or burger, and I wouldn’t think twice about its furry face. It was humans I enjoyed killing. We were the most barbaric of any species.

Luca smirked as he walked into his closet.

“Are we good?” I hollered, unmoving from my position.

“We’re good,amore.”

I rolled off the bed and waltzed into the bathroom with a smile I couldn’t get rid of.

After brushing my teeth and using the restroom, I stepped under the shower head with stiff muscles. Turning on the water, I let the icy blast hit me like a Mack truck. The water soon switched to my desired boiling temperature, where I scrubbed my body of any sexual deeds with Luca’s body wash, which boasted scents of warm leather and menthol. It’s no wonder he smelled like a walking sex symbol.

I scrubbed my hair, and between my thighs, my fingers brushing against my throbbing sex, wishing he’d walk through that door and finish what he’d started.

Waking up beside Luca was a rare treat. Hell, waking up beside any Moreno was rare. They were up before the sun touched this side of the earth, and I never got to stare at their sleeping faces. Of course, you couldn’t start the day without a good old-fashioned threat, but I wasn’t complaining if my morning started the way they did today.

I turned off the water, my skin feeling clean and my energy rejuvenated. Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself off and winced as the towel passed over my butt. I turned my hips and saw the remnants of my punishment that wouldn’t go away for days. Red and purple marks about an inch wide criss crossed my cheeks, leaving a pattern of chaos across my skin.

When he punished me, he sure knew how to leave a lasting impression. I wouldn’t be able to sit without thinking about the repercussions.

Wrapping the towel around my chest, I tucked it in, letting my wet hair fall over my back, then stepped back into the bedroom.

“I’m surprised.”

I jumped, placing my hand to my chest as Luca emerged from the closet, fully dressed in a dark blue suit, white shirt with a blue striped tie, and brown leather shoes. Dressed to impress, as always.

“I think I’m the one shocked here.”

His chuckle sent my stomach on a flipping joyride.

“Glad you find amusement in scaring me.”

He stalked towards me, adjusting his cuffs. When his polished brown shoes touched the tips of my toes, he yanked the towel from my body, tossing it to the floor with a devious smirk. “I get off on it.”

Luca cupped the side of my neck, his fingers squeezing around my nape, then pulled me in for a deep, long hungry kiss that had my toes curling and my body humming with eagerness.

I groaned and pressed my damp body against his tailored suit, ignoring the wrinkles it would cause.

Luca pulled away from me with a devilish grin. “Enjoy your day,amore.” He walked away from me, leaving my naked body wanting and my heart fluttering wildly in my chest.

I’d listened to herscreams of pain, her moans of pleasure, and rubbed myself raw to it.

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