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Page 28 of Capone (Sinful Warriors MC #6)

Chapter Twenty

GIOVANNA

A fter playing with the puppies for a little while, we ordered pizza and put on a movie.

It was something so simple yet special. Gabi couldn’t even make it halfway through the movie before she passed out with Harley and Davidson right next to her.

Once I put Gabi in her bed, we crated the puppies in another bedroom, and we retired to Luca’s room.

I still couldn’t believe this crazy man adopted not one but two puppies for her. But seeing the joy in Gabi’s eyes was worth it. I would never tell Luca that though. Next thing you know, our home would become a zoo.

Wait. Did I just ours?

I’d been doing this a lot. Whenever I thought about Luca or his home, I would lay a claim on them without even thinking about it. Even though I had been too busy to look for a place of my own, I also wasn't in a rush. This thing with him was moving incredible fast, but it felt so right.

Like right now. He was sitting up against the headboard while I lay against him. His arms were wrapped around me as his fingers trailed along my hips. It gave me goosebumps. To make matters worse, he was peppering kisses along my neck.

Luca was affectionate in a way I had never received. It wasn’t always sexual, which is what I loved. It was like he felt compelled to touch me in some kind of way and I loved it.

I was slowly losing my mind over him. Sometimes, I wanted to just live in his skin. I know that wasn't natural or sane, but I couldn’t help it. I felt how I felt. I liked Luca a lot. He was sweet, attentive, nurturing, yet dominant. He was seriously the perfect combination.

He thought I struggled with wanting to be with him, but it was quite the opposite. I knew I wanted to be with him. I had deep feelings for him, but I was scared. Each day I spent with him, the fear became smaller and smaller.

Seeing how patient he was with me let me know he really wanted this. Any other man would have deemed me too difficult and ran the other way. But not Luca Ferrari. He said I was meant to be his and I believed him.

“Tell me something about yourself that nobody knows,” I requested.

I felt his body stiffen beneath me. My heart sped up, fearing what made him react this way. I couldn’t handle finding out he had lied to me. Luca had been so perfect in my eyes. Not wanting to let this drag out, I turned my body just enough to look him in the eyes.

For the first time ever, I saw an emotion from him I never had.

Fear.

I debated if I wanted to ask the billion-dollar question. It could in fact dismantle everything we had built so far. But I didn’t want a repeat of a failed relationship due to secrets and lies.

“What is it?” I asked, scooting away a little to create some space. Luca opened his mouth but closed it instantly. He looked as if he was thinking about what he was going to say. “Don’t lie to me. I felt the way you reacted just now. Tell me the truth. What are you hiding?”

I watched him swallow and drag his palm down his face. “My family is part of the Mafia.”

I stared at him blankly, waiting for him to tell me he was joking. When he continued to hold my stare, my stomach churned. “Wait, you’re serious?”

“Unfortunately, yes.”

“Oh my God. How could you not tell me this before now?”

Nervously, he rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. “It’s not something you just randomly throw out. Plus, I have no ties to it.”

“How? You just said your family is in the damn Mafia, Luca!”

“Yes, they are. But I’m not.” I opened my mouth to say something, but he cut me off. “Just let me explain, Sugar.”

He began telling me about his upbringing.

Since he was a young boy, he had been groomed to one day become the underboss of his brother, Enzo.

He spent his entire childhood voicing his disdain of being a part of the organization.

Even after his brother was killed right before his eyes, his cries were still ignored.

I related to Luca’s story all too well. It sounded a lot like mine except I wasn’t groomed as a child. My father sprung his news on me, giving me no time to prepare. I admired Luca’s determination. He knew what he wanted, and he went after it.

For his father to continue to press the issue, even after burying one of his sons, was infuriating.

It didn’t matter that Enzo wanted to be the Don.

He was dead. That should have been enough for Luca’s father to free his remaining children from that life.

I could never see myself forcing something on Gabi, especially something life-threatening.

When Luca became choked up, talking about his deceased brother, I crawled back into his lap. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I held him as tight as I could. We sat in silence and clung to one another.

Holding onto him, I thought the man he had become despite his disadvantages.

What he went through would have ruined most. Watching your brother and father get gunned down right in front you, at a young age, was traumatizing.

But through his pain, he didn’t give up. He led his life and became a great man.

A man I was falling in love with.

In that moment, it was like I had an epiphany. Luca spent his whole life fighting for what he wanted and here I was fighting against what I wanted. Well, no more. I was done running from him. I wanted this. I didn’t care how fast it was moving. It felt right, so I was going to trust my gut.

Pulling back just enough, I planted my lips on his.

Luca wasted no time taking over the kiss.

My nipples hardened against my bra. He barely had done anything to me and already I felt like I would spontaneously combust. My panties were soaked.

I wanted him to rip this nightie off me and have his way with me.

Luca grabbed a hold of my hips, readjusting me to straddle his lap. I gasped against his lips. Feeling that steel pipe through his basketball shorts caused my clit to thump. I was beyond turned on and horny.

We had only stuck to foreplay, never going further than that. I had tried enticing him several times to take it further, but he always refused. He meant business when he said he wouldn’t make love to me until I was ready to be his.

I thrust my hips against his erection, ripping a growl from him.

My chest heaved as he slid his hands underneath my nightie, gripping my butt in both hands.

He started to assist me, moving me along his length.

I knew there was a wet spot on his shorts.

With each pull, I climbed higher and higher, nearly on the edge of the cliff.

Luca ripped the top part of my nightie down, hungrily taking my pebbled nipple into his mouth and lightly clamped down with his teeth.

“Aah!” I cried out as my body shook through a release.

Luca stilled my movements, thinking this would be like all the other times but he was wrong. Tonight, he would be claiming my body because I was most definitely okay with being his.

Reaching for the waistband of his shorts, I paused once I had them in my grasp. “I’m ready,” I said, looking him dead in the eyes. I wanted him to see I meant every single word.

“You sure, Sugar? Once you’re mine, I won’t let you go.”

“I don’t want you to. Make love to me, Luca.”

We came together like wild animals, clawing and ripping each other clothes away. The intensity was equal on both sides. It showed just how much we had been wanting this.

Once we were both naked, we took the time to stare at each other like it was the first time. If this was anyone else, I would feel vulnerable and want to cover up, but with Luca, I felt sexy and wanted.

Luca’s eyes swept over my body, hungrily. Laying me on my back, he crawled between my thighs. He pressed his forehead against mine, locking his gaze with mine.

“Are you ready, Sugar?”

“Yes,” I whimpered, thrusting my hips up. His mushroom head slightly penetrated me, causing us to moan in unison.

“Fuck,” Luca groaned, working his way inside my body. “You’re so fucking tight, baby.”

I clenched my eyes closed when he finally breached my walls. He was so large and wide. The stretch made me hold my breath. I knew taking him wouldn’t be easy, but damn. No man should have this much dick to give.

“Open your eyes, baby. I want those pretty-ass eyes on me.” I popped my eyes back open, watching the grin spread across his face. “That’s it. I want you to look me in the eyes while I make this pretty pussy come.”

His dirty words caused more of my juices to flood, helping him sink deeper inside me. “Oh,” I moaned when he latched on to my nipple.

The pain was slowly melting away. Before I knew it, I was swaying my hips meeting his thrusts. Luca growled, released my nipple, and propped himself in a push-up position.

Then, he went in for the kill. His thrusts became faster and harder. He silenced my cries with his mouth as he fucked me into oblivion.

“Damn,” Luca exhaled, clutching my hips while watching where we were joined. With each slam, you could hear nothing but my wetness. I didn’t know I was capable of this. “You’re so fuckin’ wet. Fuck! I don’t think I’m going to last long.”

“Me neither. I’m so close. Harder, please, fuck me harder.”

“Oh yeah?” He grinned devilishly.

Locking my legs in the crook of him arms, he leaned forward. My knees were now touching my breast. As if he knew this was going to make me scream, he smothered my mouth with his before delivering the most savage thrust. He hit rock bottom every. Single. Time.

He showed no mercy as he tapped at my G-spot over and over. I could feel my orgasm in the pit of my stomach. Luca broke the kiss, biting his lip. He looked so sexy above me, watching me with nothing but lust in his eyes.

“You ready to come for me, Sugar?”

“Yes!” I cried out.