All Wrapped Up (2 page)

Chapter 2

Luca tested the water, then sprinkled me with the drops clinging to his fingertips. Before I could decide between squealing and turning away or splashing him in return, he scooped me up and kissed me softly.

“Perfect,” he murmured with our lips still pressed together. I had no idea if he was talking about the kiss or the water, but didn't much care when I felt his fingers working the button and zipper free on my pants.

“Rachel will be here soon.” I didn't want to miss her knock on the door. Luca had a way of making me lose track of everything.

Luca pressed a kiss to my neck right at that perfect spot behind my ear. “We have time.”

“Not much.” I pushed his T-shirt up and off his head. We had time to take the bath he ran for us, or we could make love. Either way, we needed to be naked. I was simply expediting the process.

“Then we should hurry.” Luca pushed my jeans and panties off my hips and I wiggled until they dropped to the floor. He laughed as I stepped out of them and pulled my top over my head. He didn't even glance at the ridiculous, lacy bra that I bought special for this weekend before he unclasped the hooks. It dropped to the floor with the rest of my clothes. Lingerie was wasted on a man like Luca. He was more focused on the prize inside than on the packaging.

“Okay, maybe we have time.”

Luca smiled and lowered his head to my breasts. “We have time.” He sucked a nipple into his mouth, lathing it with his tongue and awakening my desire. I grasped his hair to hold him in place and let my head fall back. With Luca, my world was reduced to touch and sensation. It was his ongoing mission to grant me as much pleasure as possible.

“The water's going to get cold.” I said the words, but had no plans to let him go anytime soon. The thing he was doing with his mouth on my nipple was too wonderful to make me care about wasted bath water.

Luca smiled up at me as he dropped to his knees. “We'll warm it up later.” He guided me to sit on the edge of the jetted tub. It was large enough to hold at least six people. Maybe we could get Rachel into it with us later.

Luca rose up to kiss me, his lips slanting against mine in a way that said he wanted me, that he would always want me. As he slipped his tongue into my mouth, he pressed on the inside of my knees, urging me to spread my legs for him.

“Good girl.” He slipped his fingers into my folds, in tandem with his tongue gliding against mine. He rolled his knuckles through the moisture and groaned. “Always so wet.”

He was right. It was a perpetual state for me with him. He looked at me just the right way with those beautiful, deep brown eyes, and I was gone.

“Only for you.” I couldn't remember ever being so thoroughly and perpetually turned on.

He leaned back, ending the kiss. I chased after him, nipping his lips, but he refused to bring his mouth back to mine. He smiled dangerously as he slid his fingers into me. I gasped as he wrapped his other arm tight around my back and held me firm against him. He liked to control me, to hold me immobile while he fucked me hard enough to make me forget the world around me.

Sometimes he tied me up. Other times he used the weight of his body, heavy and solid against mine, to pin me to the floor while he fucked his hips against me slow and firm. Sometimes he would refuse to touch me, commanding me to hold perfectly still as he fingered the very tip of my clit with the barest tip of his finger. If I moved, arched, thrust to gain more friction, he would stop completely. If I begged, he would gag me tight until I couldn't muffle a scream if I wanted to. But those times were rare. Luca liked to hear my voice, hear my desire.

Just as often, he'd pull me on top of him and let me ride. I'd work my hips, sliding up his cock until barely the tip was left inside, then I'd play with the shaft, running my fingers over the length. The look of absolute concentration on Luca's face as he tried not to thrust into me was by far the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. Well, almost. The look of awe on his face when I swallowed his cock down my throat was pretty high up on my list of favorite things, too.

“I want you to come from just my fingers inside you. Can you do that?” Luca asked as he thrust into me hard enough to push my ass back over the edge of the tub. He tightened his grip on my waist. “Answer me, Mari.”

The pace he set, the speed, the depth, the strength, the absolute brutality, didn't leave much room for thought, let alone speech. All I could focus on was the building ball of tension flaring in my cunt and drawing tight.

“Mari.” He stilled his hand with his fingers buried inside me. A swelling of butterfly shudders built inside me as he scissored his fingers rapidly. One time, after a night filled with more orgasms than I could count, I'd awoken on the verge of yet another orgasm. After I came down, he showed me the motion, this time with his fingers hovering in front of me. Then he'd pushed his fingers between my lips, using my mouth to clean them.

My orgasm continued to build despite the fact that Luca had stopped thrusting. He wanted something from me, I knew it, but I couldn't focus long enough to deliver. He pulled out and thrust in hard enough to lift me off the tub completely.

“Answer me.”

“Yes, God, yes.” I had no idea what the question was, but with Luca it was always yes.

“Mmm, good.” Luca stopped teasing me then and fucked me hard and fast to orgasm.

He held me against him as I recovered, my body limp and full of lazy, post orgasm energy. I reached for his pants, frustrated that once again he'd made me come without removing all of his own clothes first. I popped the snap and ran the zipper down.

“Do you think we have time--”

A soft knock sounded at the door. My plans for Luca would have to wait.

“Unfortunately, no.” Luca rose gracefully and handed me the soft hotel robe that was hanging on the hook near the hot tub. I slipped it on as Luca answered the door, bare-chested with his pants undone. If I'd been on the other side of that door when he answered, there's no way we would have made it to the bed before I had him inside me.

Rachel showed a great deal more restraint than that. When Luca held the door open, she stood on the other side looking like she couldn't decide between wrapping herself around him and pulling the door shut without entering. Clearly, she wanted to take what we were offering, but the prospect of having sex with my boyfriend while I watched was also freaking her out.

I tied the knot on the robe and stepped up to the door to stand next to Luca. Rachel blushed when I slipped my arm around his waist.

“Come on in.” I took her by the hand and led her into the room. There was a small table with two chairs against one wall and I decided on that instead of the bed. Leading her to the bed by her hand probably would have induced cardiac arrest. I wanted to have some fun, not perform CPR.

I sat in one chair and she sat in the other. Luca stood behind me with his hands on my shoulders. I loved that about him. When we were within reach of one another, he had his hands on me in one way or another. He'd hold my hand, walk with his arm around me, sit with his leg pressed tight against mine, among other things. My favorite was when he played with the ends of my hair in the evening as we watched TV together on his sofa. It was a rare treat as we rarely were in that position together.

“Are you okay?” I asked her as I reached up and held Luca's hand. Okay, Maybe I wanted to touch him just as much as he wanted to touch me, but that didn't mean I was ready to move in together and play house.

“This is surreal.” Rachel ran her hands through her hair and that's when I noticed she'd done herself up. Her hair was down and wild, exactly the way she wore it to go clubbing and pick up guys. She'd painted her nails bright, fuck-me red, and the pumps she wore were an exact match. To top it off, she'd worn her favorite little black dress. She'd spent time on her appearance and obviously anticipated our plans. None of that explained why her gaze kept darting toward the door. “I mean
who
really does these things?” She laughed nervously.

“We don't have to do anything.” It's not like I didn't have my concerns about sleeping with Rachel. Or letting Luca sleep with her. She and I owned a successful catering company and I didn't want our work relationship to be strained. Before the business, however, we were friends, starting when her family moved into the house next to mine when she was three. I couldn't imagine my life without her.

She sat up straight and squared her shoulders like a soldier preparing for battle. “I want to.”

“Are you sure?” I knew I could go through with it and be fine, but I wasn't convinced about her. Luca had opened my world to a whole new level of sexual adventure. I liked--no, I
loved
the way I felt with him. This was an extension of that exploration.

Rachel took a deep breath and nodded. “I'm sure.” Her body settled then. She looked almost relaxed with the decision made.

“Okay, what do you want to do?”

The tension returned to Rachel's body immediately. She gripped the arms of her chair and leaned forward. “I don't know. I thought you did.”

Luca laughed and slipped his hand out of mine. He circled the table to stand in front of Rachel. “We know what we would like to do, but we'd also like to know what you want.”

“Can we just play that by ear?”

“Of course.” Luca held out his hand like he was inviting her to dance. After a moment, she took it and allowed herself to be helped up. She clutched her purse tightly to her chest. Luca took it from her gently and set it on the table. “You won't be needing that.”

Rachel stared into his eyes and nodded. Luca's eyes were hypnotizing and dark and I'd gotten lost in them just like that more times than I could count.

“Let me help you.” Luca inched her dress up ever so slowly, revealing her thighs and lacy panties. As it crossed the flat planes of her stomach, he bent and pressed a kiss to the crook of her neck. Then he eased it over her head and dropped it to the floor. She held her breath the entire time.

Standing there, with her hair slightly mussed from her dress, in her matching lace panties and bra and bright red heels, she looked sexy as hell. It took every ounce of my control to stay in my chair when she looked at me with pleading in her eyes.

“Are you just going to watch?”

Luca moved behind her and released the clasp on her bra. He eased it off her shoulders, then circled her chest with his hands from behind to cup her breasts. She gasped and let the bra slip off. It floated to the floor and landed on top of her dress. Luca caressed her, adjusting his grip to squeeze her nipples lightly between his fingers.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked. Frankly, watching Luca work her up so quickly was causing the most delicious reaction in my body. My stomach and cunt clenched with every stroke of his fingers over her nipples. When she whimpered and rested her head back against his chest, my pussy flooded with new arousal.

She rolled her head side to side, but didn't answer.

“I want you to kiss her.” Luca plucked at her nipples, pulling them taut and rolling them between his fingers hard. “Here.”

I stayed in my seat. As much as I wanted to please Luca, I needed to know Rachel was on board, too. “Is that okay with you?”

She nodded, the movement jerky and enthusiastic. “Yes,” she said with a moan.

I stood and loosened the belt on my robe. I let it slip from my shoulders to the floor as I took the few steps toward them. When I got there, I stretched up to kiss Luca first. What I intended to be a quick peck escalated when he put his mouth against mine and licked at my bottom lip. I pushed my body close to Rachel’s, Luca's hands pinned between us, and let him kiss me as he wanted.

Rachel clutched at my hips and dropped her head against my shoulder. She moaned in my ear as her nails scraped against my flesh. Luca adjusted his hold until he could grasp both of our nipples at the same time. He pressed them together and rolled them against each other. Fire shot from my nipples to my cunt and I bucked against Rachel.

“Fuck,” I groaned into Luca's mouth, then pulled away with a gasp when he did it again.

He smiled at me over Rachel's head, then pushed his hips against Rachel, forcing her tighter against me. He lowered his gaze, drawing mine down with his. The sight of my breasts pressed into Rachel's was completely erotic. No wonder guys fantasized about two women together.

“Kiss her breasts. You'll love it.”

I nodded and bent my head to her chest. I wasn't sure I'd love it, but Luca definitely wanted to see it happen and I was willing to give that to him. I peppered small kisses across her breasts--light, teasing kisses that made my insides churn. I figured if they work for me, Rachel should like them too. She squirmed and moved one hand to the back of my head to hold me in place.

“Suck it.” It was a command that I'd heard from Luca so many times that my body instantly responded at the words. My mouth watered and I pictured his cock, hard and long, sliding past my lips and down my throat. This time, however, he cupped Rachel's breast and held it out for me.

I licked over the tip, then puckered my lips and sucked lightly. Rachel's body tensed and she gripped my head even tighter against her. I sucked harder and she groaned as her body arched into me, forcing her tit farther into my mouth.

He was right. I did love it.

I pulled away with a big smile. Rachel was soft and responsive, yet strong and demanding. No wonder guys were so desperate to get women naked. I kissed my way up her chest, licked her throat, then pressed a small kiss to the corner of her mouth. She was smiling, too.

“I was just supposed to watch,” I said.

Luca laughed and circled us both with his arms. He bent his legs until he could reach my ass. He drew Rachel's hands along with his and they cupped me together. When he squeezed my flesh, I could feel two sets of fingers digging in and kneading.

“This is good, too.” Rachel kissed me, her mouth open and her tongue hot and slick as it slid against mine. Luca and I groaned at the same time.