Page 78 of Moonlight & Matrimony
Before I can overthink my next move, I throw myself at him, tackling him to the ground. “I really thought there was something wrong, you dick!”
“Mmm, well, now there is,” he says, thrusting his hips into me. His rigid length nudges my thigh and I shift myself so I’m straddling his lap, my hands pressing down on his chest. “What are you doing, Trouble?”
The seam of my jeans presses into my clit as I grind my hips against him. He groans in response, a pained look on his face. “You better be very sure you want me to fuck you right now, sweetheart. I won’t hold back.”
I don’t answer. Instead, I stand and he raises onto his elbows, focus trained on where I’m unbuttoning my jeans. Kneeling beside him in just a white cotton thong, I reach for his belt. Luca moves to sit up, but I stop him with a palm on his chest. “Be a good boy and stay right there.”
Luca growls then settles back into position, fire dancing in his irises as he watches me undress him, pulling his jeans and boxers down just far enough to free his erection, while keeping his legs restrained. “Ivy…” My name comes out as a gruff warning, but I ignore it. Circling his shaft, I slide my thumb through the pre-cum glistening at the tip before bringing it to my lips and sucking it into my mouth as I let out an exaggerated moan. I lean down, licking him from root to tip before releasing his cock to settle on his stomach.
His eyes narrow in question until I shift positions, placing one knee on either side of his head, and his hot breath brushes over the soaked fabric covering my pussy. As I take Luca into my mouth, his hands find the thin straps of my underwear and the unmistakable sound of tearing fills my ears. “You didn’t think you could keep this hidden from me, did you?” he teases. “Putting yourself on display like a goddamn buffet, thinking I wasn't going to devour every delicious piece of you.”
“So much talking. Don’t you have something better to do with that mouth?” I tease, wiggling my ass in front of his face. He moans into my core as his mouth finds my clit. Without hesitation, he fucks me with his tongue as I grind into him, my hand still fisted around his rigid length.
I lean down, taking him as far back as I can, his sinful mouth still devouring me just as he said he would. Sensing myrising orgasm, I move my hips, the delicious friction of his beard between my thighs sending shivers coursing through me, as my hand glides up and down his shaft.
“That’s my girl,” he groans. “Your mouth is going to be the death of me.” Two of Luca’s thick fingers find my entrance, curling into me at the perfect angle, and my pussy clenches around him. Another flick of his tongue over my clit sends me over the edge as the orgasm floods my senses. Luca continues to fuck me through it, his face no doubt covered in my release. I moan around his cock, taking him down my throat once more as he groans into my core. With a stinging slap on my ass, he signals me to shift my position.
I shift onto my knees, then crawl over his lap as Luca kicks his pants off the rest of the way. His hands find my hips and I fist his cock, lining the tip up with my sensitive pussy. I glance over my shoulder, taking in his heated gaze while I sink down onto him slowly, inch by agonizing inch, as he watches himself fill me so perfectly — like a puzzle piece locking into place. I let out a strangled moan when I bottom out, staying fully seated for a moment to adjust to his thickness.
His fingers dig into my hips, a shudder racking my body as a momentary flash of Austin’s finger shaped bruises in the same spot causes me to stiffen momentarily.You’re okay, Ivy. You’re not there.
“Ivy? Sweetheart? Are you okay?” Luca’s voice brings me back to the present, his hold on my hips loosening as he strokes his palms gently along my sides in an achingly beautiful gesture. His touch grounds me, reminding me where I am and who I’m with. Luca has never given me any reason to think he would hurt me. In fact, he’s done everything in his power to show me he’s agoodman.
“I’m okay,” I whisper, our frantic fucking changing to something entirely different in that moment. I slowly start tomove my hips, gliding back and forth, allowing the feel of my husband to soothe me, replacing every horror of my past withhim— every touch of his fingers, every glance when he thinks I’m not looking, every sweet word whispered under the stars. Wordlessly, I reach back, linking our hands as I continue to slide along his shaft, reveling in the feel of him completely consuming me.
“Fuck,” he groans. “You feel so good. Too good.”
I can only moan in response, a single tear escaping down my cheek. “Come for me, husband.” My words send him into a frenzy as he releases me to thread his hands under my knees as I steady myself with my palms on his stomach. He spreads my legs wide as he thrusts up into me, his cock bottoming out over and over until a second orgasm racks my body and I cry out his name, tears streaming down my cheeks unbidden; whether because of the emotions of the moment, or the sheer force of my release, I can’t be certain. Luca pulls out, spilling himself on my stomach before rolling us to the side to lay tantalizing kisses along my spine.
“God, you’re so fucking perfect.”
After cleaning up with some bottled water and baby wipes I had in my pack, we settled back onto the picnic blanket, a little closer than we had been before I threw myself at him. “You never told me which sandwich you wanted,” he says, with a hint of amusement on his face.
“I’ll take whatever you don’t want.”
Luca hands me half of a ham and cheese while he devours the other half in two bites. “Mmm, not bad. But I think I preferred the appetizer,” he teases.
I laugh for the first time in days, leaning my head on his shoulder as I soak in the crisp October air. It’s a relatively mild day, but I still shiver, and Luca doesn’t miss it. He pulls me into his lap, wrapping both of his arms around me as he leans his head down between my shoulder and neck. His warmth surrounds me as I intertwine our fingers.
“So, tell me about Jax and Griff. You seem close.”
I inhale a steadying breath. I knew we’d have to talk about it eventually, and I guess now is as good a time as any. “Once upon a time, we were. But, in true Ivy fashion, I fucked up,” I admit. When he doesn’t say anything, I continue. “After mom died, I spent a lot of time out here. Griff and Jax were like brothers to me back then. They had Ruby, of course, but she was busy trying to break into the music industry, so they took me in. Treated me like one of their own.”
“That’s really nice. They seem like good people. So what happened?”
“Austin,” I sigh. “The moment I met him, I set myself on a path of destruction. I was so busy letting him possess me, I couldn't see the red flags until I was way past the point of no return. I pulled away from everyone here and, well, you know the rest.”
Luca kisses me then, not a heated kiss, but still soul crushing all the same in its innate tenderness. “You survived, Ivy. You’re going to be okay.”
His words echo in my mind for the rest of the day. Whether he was saying them for my benefit, or his, I couldn't tell. I just knew that it would no longer be my voice when I said those words to myself in the mirror. Instead, I would forever be hearing Luca’s voice, and maybe then I could start to believe it.
Luca
Something shifted the day of the picnic. Ivy’s barriers are crumbling, and it’s taking everything in me to keep mine firmly in place. I care deeply for her, probably more than I should, but I can’t afford to let things get out of hand.Nothing is permanent. Everybody leaves.I repeat my mantra, reinforcing the walls around my heart.
Rylin’s giggles drift around the side of the barn and I want to bottle that sound. It doesn’t matter how shitty my day has been, the moment I hear it, everything else becomes inconsequential. That little girl is the brightest light and the best part of my day.
“Luca!” she shouts, her head full of bouncing curls coming into view beyond the weathered wood fencing as I round the corner. She’s seated atop Misty, a dappled gray pony, her face alight with pure, unfettered joy.
