34. Kylie

Chapter thirty-four

Kylie

" W e're here."

I look up to find us parked in front of Luca's brownstone. "Oh, sorry, Joseph. I wasn't paying attention." I gather my papers and stuff them into my backpack.

"It's okay, Miss Davis. I know you're studying. Do you have your final exams soon?" Joseph turns in his seat to face me.

"I do. I graduate in less than a month. EEK!" I give Joseph big eyes and he chuckles.

"As much as I've seen you studying, you'll do great." He winks at me.

"Thanks, I am feeling pretty confident myself." Shouldering my backpack, I wave to him. "Thanks again for the ride. I'll see you in the morning."

"Have a good night, Miss Davis. Call me if you need anything."

I'm looking forward to using Luca's soaker tub before going to bed tonight. I've been tense with all the studying and all I want to do is pour a glass of that raspberry champagne Luca got me hooked on and relax in the tub before bed.

As soon as I unlock the door, I rush in and set the alarm. I have anxiety over entering the wrong code and I'm not sure what I'll do if that happens.

Since my mind is solely focused on the alarm, I don't register the noise behind me until I turn around and run into a hard chest .

I don't think, I just react.

Dropping my bag, I scream bloody murder as I bring my knee up to my assailant, catching him in the groin. Realizing too late it's Gio, I freeze with wide eyes and mouth open as he lets out an ungodly whine before bending over and covering his crotch. It takes me a moment to break out of my shock, but when I do, I fan my hands in panic.

"Holy shit! I'm so sorry! Are you ok?" Too afraid to touch him, I look around frantically. For what exactly? I don't know.

When all Gio does is stay bent as he moves his hands to his knees, I have the bright idea to rush to the freezer for a bag of frozen peas. I find one and run back to him. He stands as I near and I don't think, I just slam the bag to his groin. Gio quickly grabs my wrist to pull it back as he curses.

"Jesus woman. What are you trying to do to me?"

When I realize what I've just done, I can't contain my laughter. Gio backs away from me with a glare, ripping the bag of peas out of my hand before limping his way to the kitchen. When I finally get my laughter under control, I follow him, wiping tears from my eyes.

After putting the bag back in the freezer, he grunts at me before limping to the couch.

"I guess that'll teach you not to sneak up on me again." I giggle as the image of him bent over, wheezing, flashes through my mind.

Gio grunts again. "Kneeing a man will stall him, but that won't save you in the long run. If you were my opponent, I'd still be able to take you down." He informs me haughtily.

"Oh, I know. If you'd been an intruder, I would have grabbed the Eiffel Tower statue sitting on the stand by the door and I would have stabbed you with it before hitting the panic button on the alarm and running out of the front door. But since I registered it was you a second after kneeing you in the balls, I showed restraint." I shrug and then move to the other side of the couch.

I get another grunt .

"While as clever as that would've been, if you paid attention to your surroundings, you would've been aware someone was already in the house and you wouldn't have entered."

I sigh.

Gio sneers.

Knee a guy in the balls and he gets grumpy.

"What are you doing here? Not that I don't want to see you, but you've been as MIA as Luca lately." I try to keep the sting out of my voice, but I don't think I manage it when Gio's features soften.

"Things have been busy, but that's about to change." He leans forward to snatch the remote and turn the TV on.

"Oh? How may I ask?"

"Nope. You can ask Luca. For now, I was instructed to come here and wait for him instead of going to the office. We have some details to discuss."

I huff. "Fine. I wanted to take a bath anyway, so I'll leave you both to it and head upstairs." I pad over to the wine fridge to pull out the champagne bottle. There's not much left, so I just take the whole thing with me and try not to get too excited that Luca is coming home early tonight.

It's been another week of just nights and I'm resigned to the fact that this is what it is. Honestly, it just makes things easier. Talia was right. I read too much into Luca's actions in the beginning and I need to keep a level head about our contractual relationship.

I still enjoy my nights with him. He's a generous lover and I'm always satisfied when he finally lets me sleep. He's even affectionate. More times than I can count, I wake lying on top of him. I wasn't sure if I was the one doing that in my sleep until last night. Feeling restless, I was awake when Luca rolled me on top of him and began playing with my hair. I pretended to be asleep and allowed myself to just enjoy the moment. My heart wants to read more into it, but I've been successfully squashing that urge.

At least the situation has made my last weeks of school easier. I haven't had to stress balancing my time between Luca and studying .

Earlier in the week, I called the superintendent at Mom's school and he got me in right away for an interview. I'm nervous, but also excited. Teaching kindergarten class is exactly what I want. The younger kids freely express their emotions and being able to help mold them into future adults will be such a rewarding experience.

I just need to make it through finals week and pass my teacher certification test. Then hopefully, I'll receive a call about the position soon. The pressure is high but I'm feeling pretty confident in both.

I grab my tablet from the nightstand and pad over to the freestanding tub in the bathroom. There's a small circular stand next to it where I place the items before turning the faucet on and adjusting the temperature.

Turning, I kneel by the vanity and open the cabinet door, grabbing the bubble bath from under the sink and pouring it in. The scent of peaches fill the room and I absolutely love it. I remember the morning Luca gave me the bubble bath, saying it reminded him of me. It was one of his sweet gestures that keeps messing with my head.

Smiling at the memory, I tie my hair in a topknot and undress before submerging myself into the water, groaning at the wonderful feel of the heat on my skin.

Ready to let the stress melt away, I lean back and close my eyes as my muscles loosen. Before long, when I start getting drowsy, I make myself sit up and wash before turning on my tablet and popping open the champagne.

I'm so engrossed in my book, I'm startled when Luca comes to stand by the tub as he unbuttons his shirt.

I almost drop my tablet in the water.

Luca chuckles. "Good book?"

"Yeah." I set the tablet on the table and end up knocking the empty bottle off. With Luca's cat-like reflexes, he catches the bottle before it shatters on the floor. "Sorry." I wince.

He shakes his head and moves to the vanity to set the bottle down. He's now only in his pants, which are partially unbuttoned and sitting low. His back dimples are on display for a few heavenly seconds before he turns back around. When I finally drag my eyes up, he's smirking at me.

"Gio says you got him good when you got home earlier."

"Mhmm." Is all I can say as his hands grab the top of his pants and push them down.

How can one man be so magnificent?

When Luca kicks the pants off, he leans his hands on the edge of the tub, bringing my eyes back to his.

He's amused.

"Hi."

Luca's smile gets bigger. "Hi, Angel." He leans in and kisses me before he finishes undressing. "Scoot forward."

I do as he says so he can step into the tub behind me. Once he's settled, he grabs my hips and pulls me back so that my ass is cradling his erection and my legs slide to the outside of his. I lean back the rest of the way and lay my head on his shoulder.

We have shower sex most mornings before we rush to eat and go our separate ways. This is the first time he's been around when I've taken advantage of the tub. I like it. It feels good to relax against him as he grabs the bar of soap and lathers it into my skin.

"You're home early." I say to fill the silence, otherwise my moans will start a chorus any second now.

Luca skims his lips along the column of my neck, and he hums his agreement. "I couldn't stand being away from you another minute."

The pleasure I feel at those words is just as arousing as his hands massaging the soap into my breasts.

It's just words, Kylie, don't let them get inside your head.

Feeling bold, I sit forward and turn to straddle him.

His eyes heat with my boldness .

Taking the soap from his hands, I lather mine before setting it aside. When I turn my attention back to him, I tilt my head down and peek up at him. It hasn't gone unnoticed that it turns him on when I do that.

His eyes go molten.

Submerging my hands, I massage the soap onto his cock while watching his expression.

He clenches his jaw and moves his hands to rest on the sides of the tub before leaning his head back, all the while keeping his eyes on mine. It's the most erotic feeling, having this control over him while pleasuring him. When I move my left hand down to massage his balls, he submerges his hands to grip my hips and squeeze. I can tell he wants to move me to sit on his cock, but he's trying to restrain himself.

The right side of my mouth quirks up.

His eyes narrow.

"You're teasing me." He says gruffly.

I shake my head. "I'm pleasuring you."

His nostrils flare.

I grip tighter as my hand slides over his cock.

Luca's eyes close and a groan is ripped from his mouth.

"Baby, if you don't go faster, I won't be able to restrain myself anymore."

I notice now when we are having sex, Luca calls me baby instead of Angel. It's fitting, since I'm no angel while fucking.

Twisting my hand, I increase the pace while I massage his balls with my free hand. My own sex is begging for his cock, but I want to do this for him first.

Luca's eyes open into slits and lowers to my breasts. I decide to give him a show by gyrating my hips, moving my body as if I were riding him. I'm so turned on by how turned on he is that I automatically speed up my hand and grip him even tighter.

It's what he needed to go over the edge, but I keep going until his shoulders relax.

We're both panting. Him from being spent, me from my need .

Not wanting to wait until he recovers, I lean back for better access to stick my fingers inside of myself and place my thumb on my clit. Leaning my head back, I close my eyes but quickly open then back up when a growl reverberates around the room.

"Fuck baby, that's so fucking hot." Luca moves some of the bubbles from the surface of the water so he can see me better. "Do you need more, baby?"

"Yes," I pant.

While keeping his eyes on my fingers, he plays with my nipples. It's the extra stimulation I need to finally orgasm. I drop my head and moan as my pussy clenches my fingers until I can no longer stand it. Then Luca gathers me into his arms and hugs me to him. It seems neither one of us wants to move and break this spell.

I'm feeling drowsy again when Luca announces, "I need you to pack a bag for a couple of days. Friday morning, we are flying to Miami for a long weekend."

I hum my agreement, but when his words register, my eyes pop open and I attempt to lean back. Luca holds me tight to his chest, preventing me from moving.

"Miami?" I ask to confirm.

"Miami. I rented a house by the ocean. Gio and Rafael are coming too, but they promise to mostly stay out of our way."

He finally lets me sit back enough so I can lean my arms on his chest. "Will this be a fun trip, or do you have business?"

"It'll be all fun."

"Hell yeah!"