“Well,” she says, “it is looking a little tired.”
I grin. “On the dining room table.”
She practically runs into the dining room and then stands there staring down at the plans. I enter the room and wrap my arms around her from behind. “These were drawn up by an architect. But we can hire our own and make whatever changes you want.” I gesture to the blueprints without letting her go. “But this is a place to start.”
My phone buzzes in my pocket. A text.It’s done. I smile and put my phone back in my pocket. The man who tried to shame Pippa, Matteo Lunquist, is no longer of this world. I would have preferred to do it myself, but I am equally sure that Rocco gave Lunquist the message I requested.You hurt Pippa and now you die.They weren’t wrong when they say law schools are cutthroat. Even now after so many years. I grin to myself. Someday I will tell Pippa but not today. Today is all about her.
She looks up at me and smiles. “These are amazing. You’re amazing.” She kisses me once again and then goes back to studying the plans. Movement out on the lawn catches her attention. “Who’s that?” she asks. There are two women out by the dock. One of them is in a wheelchair. She moves over to the French doors. “Is that…?” she whirls and looks at me.
I nod. “Yes, it’s your mother. I brought her down here from the clinic last night. She still uses the wheelchair at the moment, but she won’t need it for much longer. She’s getting stronger every day. The woman with her is her nurse.”
“Oh Luca. I can’t thank you enough. This is all so magickal,” she says with a laugh. “Seriously, what can I do to thank you?”
“I can think of a few things,” I say as I hold up the blind fold, “and I think this is involved.”
“Luca,” she giggles, “my mother is out there.”
“Yes and we’re in here. What do you say we check out the new beds I had delivered. We can be quick.”
She grins as I take her hand and pull her up the stairs. I take her to her old room that has a new much larger bed in it. I immediately turn her around and put the blindfold back in place before I let her enter the room.
“This is…strange,” she breathes.
“Strange good or strange bad?” I ask as I turn her around and guide her to the bed.
“I’m not sure yet.”
I hike up her skirt and bring my hand down hard on her ass, making a satisfying snap and she lets out a squeak. “What about that little one, is that good or bad? Do you want me to do it again?” I rasp, as I skate my palm on her ass and drop kisses on the back of her neck.
Pippa lets out a moan and leans over. “I think I like this.” She arches back against me. I smack her ass again and she whimpers. I pull down her thong and dip my fingers into her pussy. “You’re drenched for me already. Tell me what you want me to do,” I demand.
“Me. I want you to do me.” She leans over and braces her hands on the bed.
I chuckle and then I squeeze her nipple until she groans.
“Fuck me, baby. Hard. Fuck me hard.”
I slap her ass again and then rub my fingers through her slick folds. Her hips buck.
“Stay right there.”
I step away and pull open the bedside table drawer. I pull out a vibrator and some lube.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
I come back over and stand behind her. I unzip my fly and pull out my cock. Then I slap her ass again. “I’m doing what you told me. I’m going to fuck you. Hard.”
I run my hand over her ass and then I start spreading the lube. “Oh God,” Pippa moans and pushes back against my hand. “I’m so fucking wet, Luca. Hurry.”
I slap her ass and then pick up the vibrator turning it on.
“Luca,” she moans and I rub her clit. “Fuck my pussy,” she says.
I put the vibrator to the opening of her vagina and slowly push it in. “Don’t come until I tell you to. If you come before I let you, then I will make you suffer.”
Pippa bites her lip as I turn up the vibrator. Her hips start to move. Then I put my cock at the edge of her puckered entrance. I push in on her and she moans again. “Luca..I’m going to come.”
I pull the vibrator out. “No. You’re not.”