Unspeakable Truths (17 page)

He leans down, placing a kiss on my lips, his hand down my panties causing me to whimper into his mouth. His finger slides through the folds of my wet pussy and my body convulses. The feeling of him on me is mind blowing, almost too much to handle, but I crave it, need more of him, as much as he can give.

“Fuck baby you’re so wet for me.”

“Condom,” is all I can manage to get out of my mouth. He reaches over to his nightstand, pulls out a condom, and quickly takes care of putting it on.

“You’re ready?” he asks looking down at me again.

“Yes.”

He pulls my panties down and off in a split second, a gust of cold air hits my naked body before he’s over me again covering me with his and he’s kissing me again.

“Last chance baby.”

“Please Luca,” I beg, and he positions himself between my legs, his hard cock at my entrance making me want him all the more. I jut my hips up letting him know exactly what I want and Luca is in the mood to give me exactly what I want. He growls as he slides in filling me up making me cry out at the initial shock of him there.

“Fuck you’re tight,” he strains out.

It’s been over four years since I’ve done this so the fullness of him leaves me with a mixture of both pleasure and pain but I don’t care, I love it. I feel free, I feel alive, and moments like these are rare in my life.

He looks down at me assessing the situation, and I can feel the tension in his muscles, his need to move being overshadowed by his need to make sure I’m alright. “You okay?”

“Yes,” I reply, on a breath. I relax my muscles allowing myself to acclimate to his size. I lift my head up to capture his lips with mine, tasting his tongue and gripping his shoulders, urging him to go on. Slowly, he begins to move his hips and I throw my head back, savoring every single sensation that travels through me. Every thrust is like a conduit, lighting me up, setting me on fire, making me beg for more.

I lift my legs and one by one wrap them around Luca’s waist, deepening the connection even further. His cock feels impossibly large inside of me, stretching me to the max, enhancing the already intense sensations, passing though me. He kisses and suckles at my neck and starts to increase his pace, thrusting his cock harder and faster with every passing moment. I circle my hips, doing my best to meet his movements; I can barely register the sound of my own cries as my pleasure intensifies. I know it’s coming, the buildup of pressure starting in my stomach and shooting out to my nerve endings. He groans in my ear, and I know he’s close.

“Oh fuck Everly.”

“Harder,” I cry, and he complies, thrusting with a relentless rhythm making me delirious, I feel like I’m breaking apart into a million tiny pieces and I welcome it; needing him to shatter me in order to make me whole again. Our lips crash together again, tongues tangle, and with one final push of his hips I’m coming undone, falling down a spiral of bliss so huge I don’t know if I’ll ever recover. Luca collapses on top of me, and I hold tight to him as his release shoots into me. I hear his grunt of pleasure and can feel the pulse of his cock as he comes, leaving me sated and spent.

Luca nuzzles my nose with the tip of his. “Jesus Christ.”

I close my eyes, enjoying the aftershocks of pleasure, his lips on my mouth, my chin, my neck. I hear him let out a sigh, and I whimper as he slides out of me. He kisses me one last time.

“I’ll be right back.” He moves out of the bed and walks into what I can only assume is a bathroom in order to discard the condom. The sound of water running telling me that I guessed right. I close my eyes letting myself relax, not allowing myself even a moment to think about or regret what just happened. A few minutes later the bed depresses, my eyes flutter open, and I’m looking up at Luca’s beautiful face.

“Open your legs baby,” he commands softly. My pussy spasms at the sound of his words, but I do as he asks and spread for him. He uses a warm rag to clean me up, tossing it on the floor once he’s done. He climbs back into bed, settles into his pillows, wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me into his body. I like this, like how it feels to be in his arms, in his bed, so I rest my head on his chest, my arm around his waist and relax into him. I close my eyes and strangely enough it doesn’t take long for me to let go and fall into a peaceful dreamless sleep.

The sun is beaming down on me, and I can feel it on my skin through my closed eyelids. Why didn’t I shut the blinds? I’m feeling a little parched, overheated like I’m wrapped up in heavy blankets. I take a minute and open my eyes looking out the window… not my window. I look down on a sharp intake of breath to find that I’m completely naked. I’m about to freak when I feel movement behind me, an arm thrown over then tightening around my waist…Luca.

The events of last night come flooding back, being at the bar with Morgan and running into Janine, barging in on Luca, having an argument with him and finally throwing myself at him like a psychotic slut. I don’t know whether to die of mortification or sneak out of here before he wakes up.

“I know you’re awake Ev.”

I catch my breath at the sound of his voice, then slowly turn around to face him. He looks unreal first thing in the morning, hair tousled, sleepy eyes, and a sexy grin. My heart flutters just looking at him. “Hi,” I whisper.

He smiles at me sending a rush of warmth right through me. He looks happy that I’m here and that thought makes a little bit of my embarrassment fall away. “Hi.” His lips come down to mine, and he gives me a chaste kiss.

I use his silence as my opening for a rapid-fire explanation. “Luca, I’m so sorry for showing up here like that last night.”

He cuts me off with another kiss, this one deeper, hotter, just like that I want him again. I open my eyes when he breaks the kiss to find him smiling again. He clearly sees the humor in this situation.

“Babe, in case you missed it I’m very glad you showed up here last night.”

“No, I know. It’s just that…”

“Just what?” he probes, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.

“I’ve never had a one-night stand before.”

His entire body gets hard, his eyes guarded as he pushes slightly off of me, still hovering but now looking more dangerous than inviting. “Is that what you think this was?”

I stare at him for a moment, my eyes also guarded. “Wasn’t it?”

“No,” he answers immediately, no hesitation on his part. “Fuck no. You can’t tell me you don’t feel something for me and I know sure as shit that I feel something for you. This wasn’t about one night, this was us breaking down a barrier, and now we can explore what’s between us.”

His reply scares me, at the same time making me happy. How do I reconcile the fact that a few weeks ago I HATED this man, hated him with such a passion and intensity that it almost consumed me? And now I’m here occupying his bed and wanting so badly for it to not end. “This is bad.”

“What?” He questions, shaking his head.

“Oh shit.” I’m panicking; there are so many obstacles that would stand in the way of Luca and me developing a relationship. I know that it shouldn’t matter that he was my husband’s best friend. He’s gone, I’m free to move on with whoever I want, but I know how people talk and I don’t want to deal with that. Then there are Tyler’s parents, how would they handle news of Luca and me dating?

My family would likely be more accepting, but we also have to think about work. There’s nothing written down about a no fraternization policy but I’m sure that it would still be frowned upon. Luca isn’t my direct supervisor, but we would still need to be careful.

“Everly, don’t go there.”

“But…”

“No, wherever your mind is going don’t let it go there. We did nothing wrong.”

“Luca.” It’s a plea. I need him to untangle the mess in my head, to unravel the ball of knots in my stomach and tell me that everything is going to be alright, that we can get to know each other without worrying about what the potential for disaster is.

“We did nothing wrong,” he says again. He cups my chin with his hand forcing me to look him in the eye. “I want you, you want me, there’s nothing to stand in our way, we are both single available people, and there is nothing wrong with that.”

“Okay.” I breathe out, feeling slightly better.

“Are we good?”

We’re as good as we can be right now but there’s still the reason I came here in the first place last night. “I’m still pissed about you and Janine.”

He buries his face in my neck and lets out a chuckle. “I didn’t sleep with Janine.”

“Luca.”

“We kissed, nothing more.” He wraps his hands around my waist, pulling me closer. “It was one time a few weeks ago, I was a little drunk but I ended shit before it got any further.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that last night?” Realizing that he didn’t sleep with Janine makes a sense of relief wash over me, but I also feel foolish for coming over here the way that I did.

“I was too busy fucking you babe, plus you look cute all jealous and pissed at me.”

I try to roll away from him “I wasn’t jealous.”

“Okay,” he replies, grabbing hold of my waist and keeping me firmly in place, exactly where he wants me.

“I wasn’t”

He grins and kisses my forehead. “I said okay.”

“You didn’t mean it, you’re being sarcastic,” I argue.

“Okay.”

“Ugh,” I say with a roll of my eyes. “I know it shouldn’t matter to me.”

“I like that it matters to you, it means that I matter to you.”

He sends my heart aflutter again with his words. “I don’t know how to reconcile that in my mind.”

“Why do you have to try?”

“I guess I don’t.”

His forehead drops to mine, his eyes are heated and his voice is husky as his hand slips down my torso and cups my sex. “We don’t have to figure anything out today.” His fingers find my already swollen clit and start circling. Instinctively my hand comes up and I hold onto his neck, keeping him connected to me. “All that we need to do today is this. Enjoy what we have right now.”

“Yes.” I sigh, loving the feel of his hands on me.

His lips come down possessively taking mine in his and suddenly I’m all for his plan for the day. In fact his plan for the day is exactly what I want.

“We haven’t left this bed all day.” I stretch out my arms, thinking that I’d like to spend everyday like this.

“We got up for cereal.”

“We stink.”

“That sounds promising.”

I giggle at his silliness. “How is our stinking promising?”

“We got that way together, it would be logical if we got clean together too.”

“Ohh right, well I don’t think I can handle any more of you right now, I’m overused, tired, and sore.”

He hovers over me running the tip of his nose along my jawline. “You’re sore?”

I sigh at the feel of his touch. “Yes, it’s been a long time Luca, and even back then I don’t think I ever spent the whole day doing it.”

“Doing what?”

“You know what,” I say shoving him lightly.

“Fucking Everly, you’ve never spent the whole day fucking.”

“No,” I confess, covering my eyes with my forearm.

He pulls my arm, forcing me to look at him and giving me a quick kiss. “We’ll have to build your stamina,” he says with a chuckle. He gets up and reaches out a hand for me. I take it, and he quickly pulls me up. “But for now we’ll take a shower together, and then I’ll make you dinner.”