Rob Lucci X Reader Novels & Stories

I watched him smile slightly while reading something on his phone and I couldn’t help myself. “You seem pleased with something.” My voice was huskier than I had intended it to be, however my core was burning, it felt like a match had been ignited on my soul. Lucca looked up immediately when he recognized my voice and simply stared at me. His eyes flickering black with lust as he gazed over my body. I shivered as my fever rose even more just simply because of his gaze. “Uh, yes, just going over some emails.” He answered mindlessly, not releasing his stare, taking in my body carefully.

I smiled, it made sense that Lucca was a psychologist, after all, he could read people's emotions. "It won't happen overnight, but I'm sure you'll get through it with the help of my son and Achilles." I nod briefly and then pick up the workbook and open it to the lesson we left off yesterday because with everything that's happened I haven't had time to study it. ************ Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

Then I spotted Rob and Vic, they were seated in a corner booth, Rob already sipping something with a lime twist, while Vic leaned back with a grin like he owned the place. “Look who finally decided to show up,” Rob said, grinning. Vic stood and pulled me into a tight, back-slapping hug. “Luca freaking de Luca. Still angry at the world, huh?”

He dropped the pamphlet, turning his attention back to the auctioneer I immediately picked up my phone to see that I had a new message from Xain Xain: Here is the list Jimmy Chris Evans Ivanov Julia Diaz Leonardo Ricci Bruno Crowe Megan Gibson Emma McAvory Viraj Sharma Santo De Luca Anna Petrov Joon Kim Me: Wow!!!! These are really A-list people X are you sure they were really in the club with us? I asked still in shock by the list Xain: 100% Vee have you checked the list Me: Give me a minute here Santo De Luca was not at the club yesterday

"That was just because, asshole. There's no fun in marrying her and I don't find her attractive." That was a fucking big lie. "This is the first time you're lying in an obvious manner, Roman Rico," Cleto said, his big mouth unable to shut up as usual. But he wasn't wrong at all. The Lilith Belluci - Vittoria, was fucking attractive. Even more attractive close-up and more attractive than the last time I had seen her. Everyone who I had heard her name roll off their tongues found her attractive as well. They all wanted her and I knew if they got the slightest chance like mine, they would have wedded her already.

Resting against his chest she propped herself up and looked into his bright blue eyes, ‘You are a bully’ She pouted and he grinned ‘I do what I have to’ ‘You do not play fair’ She straddled him her eyes flashing as she pinned him down, ‘I am not going to Sicily’ He flipped her onto her back and pinned her arms above her head burning soft kisses down her neck and shoulder, ‘I got that message loud and clear’ He bit her ear lobe making her moan softly, ‘Stop it Luca I can’t think’ He chuckled and licked her nipple then circled it with his tongue ‘Thinking is overrated’ He slithered down her body planting hot kisses as he went setting fire to her core, ‘Luca’ She arched up as his fingers and to

Luca looked like he wanted to kill me. And my body, by the way, was doing it's own thing. My nipples had hardened, and my pussy was pressed right on the thick muscled thigh he had placed between my legs. I was aroused. I could feel the heat and the moisture gathering itself there. Could feel my lips swell. And I needed relief. If he wasn't giving it to me, then I was going to find it elsewhere. But could I, though? Only Luca elicited this kind of reaction from me. Only him.

The only time I had ever seen a man naked had been years ago, in school, when I was drunk and reckless. The fumbling, the clumsy hands, the slippery kisses—it had turned me off completely. But this was different. Luca was different. Luca, who was looking at me like I was water and he was thirsty. Luca, who looked like he wanted to bite me as he fucked me into tomorrow. I dropped off the table and knelt in front of him. I reached out gently, my fingers brushing over the thickness of his hard cock. He was hot, smooth, pulsing under my fingers. My breath hitched. He was big. Too big. I stroked up and down, and he jumped in my fingers.

“You’re awfully brave for someone who was crying five minutes ago.” I ignored him. I wasn’t crying. I was just showing my disappointment and anger. But they wouldn’t understand that. Luca folded his arms. “There’s an underground casino in Rome. Lorenzo owns it. He goes there every weekend like clockwork. We need to know what he’s planning.” “And you want me to just walk in there and flirt with him?” I snapped. “What do you think this is? Some spy movie?” Because they would either be insane or extremely crazy to expect that of me.

My nipples, already sensitive from the clamps, tingled in anticipation. "Fuck," I hissed as his teeth grazed the tender flesh. The sensation was electric, sending shockwaves straight to my core. Sebastian chuckled, the sound low and predatory. "Such language, Luella. What would your father say?" I rolled my eyes behind the blindfold. "Really? You want to bring up my dad right now?" His teeth nipped harder, making me gasp. "Point taken," he murmured against my skin. The vibrator inside me continued its relentless assault, and I struggled to focus on anything else. My legs shook, muscles straining to keep me upright.