Luca's POV“Can I take a shower?” I asked.We had so much fun riding the horses under the rain and getting up from the mud up on the horse again.Australia Is officially my home away from home.“Only if I can take one with you,” he replied, then added, “I’m kidding. You can absolutely take a shower with no obligations. I realize that sounded a little…gross.”“Shut up and take a shower with me. That’s what I’m here for, right?”He stepped up to me, cupped my face, and brushed his smile against mine. We kept smiling as we kissed until he slipped his tongue into my mouth and the kiss changed. I loved the way he felt, so hard, so muscular, the way his body matched mine. Loved his scent, heady and masculine. I was already starting to get hard again when he pulled away. “I don’t think I’m gonna be able to get enough of that mouth of yours.” Then he swatted my ass. “Shower. I want to see you naked.”Goddamn, he really was bossy, and I liked it.I didn’t think I’d get enough of him either.Hi
SophiaI sigh as I readjust myself in my seat, pulling my skirt down self-consciously as it rides up my thighs. I smooth out the pretty, pastel blue sweater that I’ve decided to wear for my date tonight and hope my boyfriend appreciates the way it clings to my curves, even if it’s a little itchy.After all, Duke and I agreed to meet up here at our usual restaurant, The Peach Tree, for a nice dinner. It’s not my favorite place, but it’s okay. It’s better than some of the other restaurants in Millbrook at least, with cloths on the table and actual silverware instead of plastic utensils. The food is decent and the restaurant itself is nice with music piped in from hidden speakers and ambient lighting. It’s nothing too fancy, don’t get me wrong, but it’s nothing too shabby either. Plus, we come here a lot because of the prices. My boyfriend makes good money as an optometrist, but as he always says, how can you say no to bottomless salad and unlimited breadsticks? I just wish my friend wil
Chapter Thirty One“I’ll have the garden vegetable pasta, please. Please make sure the pasta’s cooked to perfection because sometimes it comes out dry and hard. And I’d like gluten-free pasta, actually, because it settles better on my stomach. And instead of basil, I’d like parsley. No zucchini—I hate zucchini—just put extra squash in the pasta. Did you hear that? I said extra squash. There should be plenty in there to replace the zucchini. Don’t be stingy! And last, no onion. I’m allergic to that stuff and I’ll probably go into anaphylactic shock if I even consume a tiny sliver of it.”“Of course sir,” the waiter murmurs before turning to look at me. I wear an embarrassed smile as I nod.“I’ll just have the chicken cutlet with mashed potatoes. Thank you so much—”But then Duke cuts me off with a frown. His eyes land on my stomach and stay there long enough for me to start squirming uncomfortably while trying to suck it in. I already know what he’s thinking because I’m a bigger girl.
“Yeah, I thought it was crazy too, but I guess they don’t keep any valuables there or anything. So yeah, the cabin’s free for anyone to use.”Duke thinks about it for a while longer, and at that moment, the food arrives. Once the server disappears again, he’s wearing a large smirk and nodding his head at me.“You’re a bad girl,Sophia , but that’s just what I like about you,” he says while stabbing his fork into his pasta. “This is perfect because I could use a relaxing weekend away. I’m just going to kick back, relax, and live like a king. And best of all, it’s free.” Then, he takes a huge bite of his pasta while I nod enthusiastically.“Right? I mean, we’ll clean up after ourselves, and I’m going to get Sassy a really nice gift when her birthday rolls around to make up for it. But yeah, I think this is a good opportunity for us,” I enthuse while taking a bite of my salad. Ugh. The leaves are practically flavorless, dry, and not all appetizing with no dressing of any sort, but I still
But instead of bitching at him about it, I take a deep breath and nod, hurriedly excusing myself from the living area. I try to calm myself down as I speed-walk to the kitchen, reminding myself that I’m here for a purpose this weekend: to get my ass cherry popped, and then sayonara. I’ll be saying goodbye to this pompous asshole, even if it makes things uncomfortable at work.After all, Duke can be such a prick sometimes. It’s like he doesn’t care about me or my feelings even one iota. At first, I thought that he was just socially awkward or completely oblivious or something, but now I’m almost sure that he fully understands that the way he talks to me is unacceptable, but he just doesn’t give a damn.Then again, Duke has a decent job and a steady career, so maybe I should just shut it. It’s not like there are lots of eligible men lining up to ask me out, so I have to be thankful for what I have. Plus, he’s not too bad looking, if you like the Italian mafioso look. His black hair tend
But at least today, we’ll be doing something new. Duke gets me out of my clothes so that I’m totally nude, and moves on from licking my cheek. Instead, he puts his mouth on my tit and starts licking and slurping my nipple, while fondling my other breast with his hand. His thumb occasionally rubs over my nipple, and honestly, it feels good. His movements are still a little awkward, but at least it’s something.I let out a quiet moan as I brush my fingers through his hair. “Duke?”“Hm?” he hums.“Do you want to take your clothes off now?”He pops off my nipple and smirks at me with a drool dribbling down his chin. I try not to cringe as I smile right back at him.“Funny you should mention it. I wanted to introduce something new to our sex life, so just wait here one second,” he says, clambering off the couch and jogging over to his bag. I watch with furrowed brows as he digs around in his pack for quite some time before finally pulling out a white lab coat and putting it on. My eyes nea
My eyes snap open and I gasp when I realize my wrists are cuffed.“Duke , what the hell is this? This is too much! You’ve gone too far.”He merely shrugs as he tests the cuffs, making sure they’re locked. Then he chuckles and gives my ass another smack, which is just getting annoying at this point. What the fuck? When did my boyfriend become so diabolical?“Duke !” I grit out. “This is crazy! I mean, we didn’t even talk about this beforehand and now you’re pulling all these toys out of your bag and—it’s just way too much!”The man glares at me, long and hard, like he expects me to quit yapping and let him get on with what he wants to do, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to lay here and let him run roughshod over me. We didn’t talk about this at all, and it’s not okay because at bottom, I don’t trust him. He’s not the kind of guy I could give myself whole-heartedly to, and as a result, this needs to stop. Besides, he never mentioned that he was into this kind of thing even once, so
Just as I’m going around a particularly steep bend, I hear what sounds like another vehicle coming down the road. That’s weird because my closest neighbor is twenty miles away, and like I mentioned, it’s not hunting season. Then at that last moment, my vision is filled with headlights. What stupid person is driving with their head lamps on in the middle of the day? I have to squint to avoid getting in a crash as a huge Mercedes roars past, going way above the speed limit. I barely have the time to register as it disappears around another curve.Who the fuck was that? Most people on the mountain drive serviceable cars, and not fancy luxury sedans. Plus, I caught a glimpse of the driver’s features, and he looked crazy. He was gripping the wheel with white-knuckled fingers, his mouth open in a maniacal laugh. But there was nothing to laugh about. Hell, I should call the sheriff before he crashes that thing, ending his own life.But then, I shrug my shoulders a little and let out a breath