22. Luca

Chapter twenty-two

Luca

A fter showing Kylie how to operate the coffee machine, I return to plating our food and bringing it, along with a bowl of fruit, to the dining room table.

Kylie follows and as she sets my coffee down in front of me, I nab her around the waist before she can move to the chair beside me.

I smirk when she scrunches her brows in confusion.

Not bothering to answer the unspoken question, I tug and pull her into my lap.

"Let me guess. You plan to keep teasing me while we eat?" She glares playfully.

My lips twitch. "Angel, I don't plan to just tease. Now eat." I lean forward and cut a piece of my omelette.

I like this. Having her on my lap, squirming her sweet little ass on my dick while we eat our meal. I give her time, wanting her to eat enough before playtime. My dick twitches just thinking about my plans for her and she stills, giving me side-eye. I grin, but don't look at her as I continue to eat.

We sit in silence as we eat, my hand rubbing her back. She pretends to ignore me, but the subtle movements of her hips prove she's paying close attention.

I finish before she does and drink my coffee while she keeps eating. When she takes the last bite from her plate, I grab her hips, lifting her to maneuver her around until she faces me on my lap. She hides her mouth behind her hand as she chews, her eyes wide, watching and waiting for what I'll do next.

I lean around her to pull the bowl of fruit closer and spoon some onto my plate. "Any of this fruit you don't like?"

She glances at my plate. "No. The strawberries are my favorite, but I like them all."

Plucking a strawberry, I offer it to her and she wraps her lips around my fingers as she takes the fruit.

I suck in a breath. That was way more erotic than I expected it to be.

She smiles demurely, tilting her head down while keeping her eyes on me. She has to know what that look does to me by now.

Growling, I forget about the fruit and push her back on my lap far enough to free access to my pockets. "Baby, I have condoms in my right pocket." I tilt my head, indicating which one. "Pull them out and set them on the table."

She does as I ask while her cheeks turn a pretty shade of pink.

"Keep one," I demand shen she's about to drop the handful of condoms next to my plate.

She stills. Eyeing me before doing as I ask, but with a question in her gaze.

"Put it on." My voice is rough because of my excitement.

When her tiny hand touches the elastic waist of my pants, my stomach clenches. I let go of her hips and push my sweats down far enough to free my erection, my eyes never leaving hers.

Her blush intensifies as she stares down at my dick. Then she does something that I never expected, making my control slip. She takes her finger and swipes the pre cum off my slit then puts her finger in her mouth. Her eyes raise to meet mine as she sucks.

"Holy fucking shit. You call me a tease?" I growl.

She giggles in response and my control snaps. Grabbing a handful of her hair, I bring her head down so I can take her mouth. My need is so great that I'm seconds away from pulling her onto me without the damn condom. I gather my willpower and pull back to demand, "Put it on. Now. "

She's panting, eyes glazed and hands shaking while she attempts to open the package. Impatient, I rip it from her fingers and tear the package with my teeth. She pulls the condom out and rolls it on me, causing me to almost lose all control.

I grab the hem of her shirt and whip it over her head, my eyes going straight to her beautiful, lush breasts. Grabbing her hips, I pick her up and hover her over me. "Guide me in, Angel." Her breasts are right there, so I suck a nipple into my mouth. She moans, spurring me on as she snakes her hand between us to guide my cock into her. I bring her down hard, filling her full.

We both moan in unison.

I let her nipple pop free and command her to ride me. My teenage fantasy is fulfilled, watching her bounce on my dick and seeing her beautiful fucking tits jiggling in front of my face.

I won't last long.

I growl, desperate for her to come first. To help her along, I place my thumb on her clit and apply pressure while moving around in circles. And because I can't resist, I lean forward to take her other nipple into my mouth and suck.

She moans loud and her movements become erratic. I'm so desperate for her to come, to gain control. I stand with her in my arms and swipe the dishes off the table before laying her down.

Oblivious to the breaking sounds of china, I straighten while bringing her legs to my chest and pound into her.

"I need you to come, baby." I rasp. She responds by moving her hand down her body until she reaches her clit, my eyes following its path as I continue to ram into her. With each thrust, her ass comes off the table as my hands hold her legs immobile.

Fuck, seeing her writhing on the table will forever live in my head.

I'm struggling to hold back my orgasm when she finally cries out with hers, enabling me to let go. I shove my dick inside her so hard her whole body scoots back on the table as I come harder than I ever have in my life.

When I stop unloading into the condom, I relax my hold on her legs and open my eyes. My breathing is ragged as I lower Kylie's ass to the table, but I don't pull out just yet. I revel in the feeling of being surrounded by her warmth, while appreciating the view she's providing me.

I desperately want to take a picture of her right now, just as she is. If she was truly mine, I would do it. Something tells me she won't let me otherwise.

When my breathing calms, I smooth my hands down her legs and look around at the mess we made while she catches her breath.

"Shit. There's broken glass on the floor. Don't move while I grab a broom." I slide out of her and fuck if that doesn't feel good, too. When I lower her legs to dangle off the table, she raises herself onto her elbows and eyes the damage. Her eyes grow big when she snaps her gaze to mine.

A giggle escapes her. "Oops."

I grin at her as I admire the beautiful shade of red that climbs her chest to her cheeks. That she can still blush amuses me as I take care of the condom and pull my sweats back on. Then I grab her shirt and hand it to her. As much as I would love to keep her naked, I understand that she'll feel more at ease covered. Soon, I'll get her to where she won't mind staying naked.

When I come back into the room, Kylie's sitting on the edge of the table, leaning back on her hands and swinging her legs. She's leaning to her right, surveying the damage on the floor. Her hair is an adorably disheveled mess with a piece of fruit stuck in her hair.

Shaking my head, I pluck the fruit out of her hair, causing her eyes to widen as she straightens to run her fingers through her tresses, checking for more food.

"So fucking cute." I lean in to kiss her before seeing to the broken glass.

"Um, I think we need to sanitize this table now. Do you have any bleach wipes I can use?" She scoots to her left, where I've already swept the glass.

"Be careful. Let me do one more sweep before you step down." Last thing I want is for her to injure herself and derail the plans I have for the rest of the day. When I'm sure I've picked up all the shards on this side of the room, I lift Kylie off the table and set her down. "I have cleaning supplies under the sink. "

As she heads to the kitchen, I squat down where most of the food spilled onto the floor. "Angel, can you grab the paper towels as well? Coffee is all over this floor."

"Here." Kylie hands me the roll and goes to work on the table with the bleach wipes. "After we're done here, I need to check my phone. I want to make sure my parents haven't tried to contact me, and I need another shower.

I shake my head. "No shower. I want you just as you are today. Besides, I'm just going to dirty you again." I take the last of the mess into the trash and dump it. "Your phone is on my dresser. You didn't have any missed calls when I placed it there last night."

Kylie whips her gaze to mine, pausing mid swipe on the table. "You … checked my phone?" She scrunches her brows, but doesn't seem angry.

"Yeah. I wasn't sure how long you'd been asleep before I got home, so I wanted to make sure you didn't miss a call from your parents. You worry over them, and rightly so." I'm studying her face so I don't miss it softening.

Most women would have a fit if I checked their phone, but I honestly don't care. She's mine. At least for now, and that means nothing is off limits to me.

"Just curious … how would you feel if I checked your phone?" She's resumed cleaning the table and isn't looking at me.

I return the broom to the closet before I answer her.

"If you think that will discourage me from looking at your phone, you're wrong." I move to stand behind her with images of taking her from behind as she's bent over the table already filling my brain and my dick responds.

When I touch her hip, her movements stop, leaving her arm stretched to the center of the table, making her almost prone. When I bring my other hand to her hip, she looks over her shoulder at me and I respond with a lopsided grin. Taking the hem of her shirt, I lift it, exposing her to me.

I glance down at the view and decide that I'm still hungry.

I press on her back, nudging her to lie her upper body flat on the table. "Stay exactly as you are." Using my foot, I nudge her feet apart. When she's properly spread, I take a seat in the chair behind me and salivate at the view of her pussy on full display.

I flick my gaze up, connecting to Kylie's as she watches me over her shoulder. She's blushing again and her eyes are glazed with desire.

She wants this as much as I do.

Bringing my eyes back to her pussy, I rub her ass cheeks with my hands, caressing and squeezing the perfect globes. I'm so fucking turned on right now, as I stare at her pretty pussy that I dive in with my tongue, no longer able to hold back.

She shrieks, fueling my hunger.

I explore every inch of her with my tongue, sucking on her plump lips, tonguing her clit, then lapping her juices.

When she squirms violently, I slap her ass and command her to be still, enjoying another shriek from her. I plunge my tongue inside of her, mimicking fucking her, and just when I think she's about to go over the edge, I pull back. Her cry of outrage tells me she was about to orgasm.

"Mother fucker." She hisses, making me chuckle.

"Soon. Angel." I reassure her. "Be patient."

When she drops her head to the table and relaxes her body, I dive back in. I do this to her two more times. loving her filthy mouth every time I stop. I'm delighted by her creative threats. When I said I wanted to corrupt her, this right here was what I meant.

When I'm about to come just by eating her out, I stop for the last time and put a condom on before taking her, giving us both the relief we need. It's by far the best orgasm I've ever had.