🌹Iris' Pov

I yawn pushing the front door open as quietly as humanly possible, it's one in the morning and I'm incredibly exhausted after a long day of work.

Okay, I'll be honest Lila and I went out for drinks and I had maybe a little bit much to drink. I wasn't drunk though tipsy maybe.

"I'm so glad you could get your ass home," Luca rumbles bitterly, head held low as he sits on the steps of the grand staircase, when he glances up at me his eyes are scorching like ten million fires and it does scorch me, in a delightful way.

I groan in annoyance, ready to tear my hair out, I am not in the mood to deal with Luca tonight then again when am I ever.

Hell, no matter how much alcohol I have in my system, no amount of alcohol can make me like Luca in the least.

"Luca, not now please." I sigh heavily with a light slur, pulling my shoes off oddly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry amore." Luca hisses fiercely. "How inconsiderate of me, it's not like I've waited for God knows how long for you to get here."

Why the hell is he so cranky?

"What the hell is your problem? Is your latest bitch not doing very well anymore. Here's a solution do like Micheal Jackson with your right hand and just beat it." I sneer snarkily, moving to stroll past him when suddenly he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me into his lap.

Well then.

"Aww, Iris. I didn't know you cared so much about my cock and how much I'm getting." He whispers with a husky growl in my ear, grazing the tender skin of my neck with his soft lips that tickle my skin like the feel of a feather.

"I-I don't." I stutter out pathetically, turning to stare at him, minty breath fanning my face as his plump pink lips are just millimeters from mine.

God, I could kiss him right now.

As if taking me up on my mental invitation Luca's warm lips press against mine and I stifle a surprised and euphoric moan that threatens to escape, my eyes flutter close on their own accord and my body betrays me by following his lead, rivaling him in a intense, minty kiss.

His skilled tongue explores my mouth as our kiss because more furious. This kiss, our kiss its like no kiss I've had before, it's electrical, charging every fiber in my body and sparks seem to fly leaving me and my whole state all tingly. His hands are rough yet gentle while his lips abuse mine with a fierce unkindled passion.

My hands do their own thing, cradling his face and caressing his cheek as I moan low, head tilted to the side to deepen the kiss in response he tightens his grip on my waist.

I am so definitely blaming this on the alcohol in my system.

Standing up abruptly, a tiny squeak leaves my lips at the action, eyes snapping open while instinctively my legs around his waist as he chuckles.

"I won't drop you, dolcezza. I got you." He tells me, a sort of promise in his words that tipsy me doesn't doubt.

With that I bring my lips back to his, looping my arms around his neck and running a hand through his inky black tendrils. Sucking on my lower lip he groans low in a guttural and lustful manner.

Luca grips my ass, an action which causes me to grind against his erection, his member straining against the material of his pants, just begging to be free.

The feel of satin sheets under me surprises me as I hadn't even realized that we had gotten to Luca's room. Hell, when did we go up the stairs or even down the fucking hall.

Hands caressing my body as he kisses down my neck, nipping and sucking, leaving behind sparks and tingles everywhere. I'm practically shuddering with pleasure as he executes his sweet torture on my body and I don't want it to stop, ever. EVER.

Toying with the bottom of my t-shirt, I tug it up and over my head without hesitation, throwing it across the room like it's trash. His next mission is my bra which he rips through like it's a piece of paper an action that earns him a glare for damaging my bra.

"My bra, you asshole." I whine as he pushes the torn material away, manly hands brushing against my bare skin.

"I'll buy you a new one. If you want I'll buy you ten." He grunts with rolled eyes.

Now exposed to him, shaking my I bite my lower lip, glancing up at him through my lashes as he steps back and looks down at me. A deliciously tormented look on his face.

Growling in appreciation at my chest ripples out of him and he brings his mouth down towards my breasts, lips parting and latching on to my hardened left nipple while with the other bud he tweaks it between his thumb and index finger.

My fingers buried in his locks, I gasp in pleasure as his tongue swirls around the hard bud, aroused whimpers I didn't even know I could make, leaving my mouth.

Dragging him away from my chest, my bud slips from his mouth and he gives me a dark look before coming up to plant his lips on to my mine, a kiss that is rough and battling as we both fight for dominance.

My hands reach for his pants between us and palming him through the rough denim material, he breaks our kiss and buries his face in my neck, cursing and hissing.

"Get it off." I urge in his ear, panting in need.

"So eager, amore." He chuckles with a nip at my neck before lifting himself off me. Propping myself up on my elbows, I watch captivated as he unbuttons his pants before slipping them down his legs and off.

"You're turn." He grins deviously, stepping out of his pants and back towards me.

Luca drags me closer to him so that my ass is practically hanging over the edge of the bed. Kissing down my stomach with ticklish pecks and open mouthed ones, his fingers gently tug on my panties, thumbs hooking in the waistband as he slips them down my legs in a fluid motion. The cool breeze hits my already dripping core and I almost cry out loud when Luca nips at my inner thigh teasingly.

"Oh mio, che bella figa." He murmurs, giving a wolffish chuckle from between my thighs. "So fucking wet for me."

Anticipation builds in my gut, that an my growing orgasm. Warm breath fanning my clit, his hazel orbs are trained onto mine, dancing with sinfulness, promising only wickedness as they command me to stay locked on them and only them.

He smirks, proceeding to place a chaste kiss against the small bundle of nerves, arching my back I groan and fall back on the bed, my eyes sliding shut as Luca suck my engorged clit into his wet mouth.

Still I stare down at him with parted lips, and he lifts his head from my clit with a smirk, a swipe of his tongue up my folds and my hand finds its way into his hair.

"Oh, shit." I gasp with a high moan as Luca switches out his mouth for a single long and thick digit.

A finger slips into my core and I bite my lip at the foreign feeling. Clenching around his finger he kisses my tiny pink bundle of nerves and hums pleased.

"So tight." He comments with a groan as he moves his finger in and out.

Oh. His fingers are so much bigger than mine.

Moaning, I throw my head back and grip his shoulder as he raise from between my legs, hovering above me and peppering my neck with sweet kisses while he fucks me with his finger.

Another finger he adds, curling them as he smiles wickedly at my gasping, quivering being. A hand on his hand, I rock against his hand, clenching hard around his fingers and he groans pleasurably.

"Open your eyes amore, I want you to look at me when you scream my name and cum all over my fingers." He whispers, nipping at my ear. "Come on bambino, say my fucking name."

I can barely remember my own name right now.

Prying my eyes open, I stare up at him as whimpers leave my parted lips. My impending orgasm so close I can taste it and I know it's one that will shatter my everything.

In. Out. In. Out. In. Out.

Luca's fingers hits a spot that causes my eyes to roll back and a cry to echo out of me.

On cloud nine, I'm quivering and convulsing, one hand fisting the bed sheet and the other buried in Luca's hair as I arch of the bed, grinding against Luca's hand and head thrown back.

When I finally come crashing back to earth I'm breathless, tired and can barely move. Slightly spasming, I moan staring up at the ceiling a little dazed.

"You didn't say my name." Luca grunts at me, his tone bitter and full of spite as his fingers leave my core. "Perhaps, I should punish you. Over my knee, make that pretty little ass red?" He cocks a brows, smirking at this.

Oh God.

"Luca." I whine as he sits up, sucking his fingers clean.

"Sweet." He mutters thoughtfully. "Now turn around, amore. I want to take you hard and fast."

Now would be a really good time to tell him I reckon that I'm a virgin. Right?

"Luca, I—," I mutter, biting my lip and trailing off as he eyes me wary.

"Luca, I'm a virgin," I choke out.

Luca taken aback, furrows his brows. "You're a virgin?" He repeats.

I nod with a small wince, looking up at him through my lashes shyly.

"Ancora meglio." He groans at this, bringing his hand up to the back of my head as he kisses me.

Our kiss only last a minute before he draws away making me whine and him chuckle. Pulling his boxers down I can't help but gape at him.

Luca is big, thick and probably like something you've seen on a porn site, with a big pink bolbous head that reaches a little bit above his belly button, it stands straight and rigid. Little/Big Luca is mean looking with all the veins running through it and it makes me salivate with its impressive look and size.

"Impressive, si?" Luca asks with a smirk, unbuttoning his shirt in a slow and sexy manner as if this were my own personal Magic Mike show.

"Dolcezza, I'm going to savor this. I'll take you from the front so I can see your beautiful face when I make you scream for me. From the back so I can see that ass clap." He declares, tossing his shirt to the side along with the rest of our clothing.

My mouth snaps shut and I gulp. "Not to boost your ego or anything but how the hell is that going to fit? I'm a virgin remember."

Way to sound cliche Iris.

"Relax Iris, you're a big girl. Are you not?" Luca smirks his hand coming to rest on my cheek, his lips meeting mine in a tender sort of kiss.

His hands spread my legs and I tremble, waiting for him to do his thing. Luca takes my hand and guides it to his throbbing member, groaning low, he breaks the kiss and I look down at his member that is warm to the touch. Stroking it, he growls his eyes sliding shut in pleasure.

"Cazzo." He hisses, gripping my hand with his large one, his eyes opening and burning with lust.

I gasp as he rubs the tip of his member against my core. Taking his girth into hand, I still as the tip slides into me. I whimper and grimace when what feels like two more inches slide in, stretching me.

"Are you sure you want this Iris?" Luca questions sounding pained, he's struggling to hold himself back.

A little too late, pal.

"Yeah, I'm sure." I murmur, pulling him down for a kiss.

Leaning his forehead against mine he pushes forward slowly, inch by inch, feeding me more and more of his length.

Clenching my teeth, tears spring to my eyes as I look down at where we become one. Tensing my muscles, he glances down at me with a worried expression.

"Relax Iris." He advises, pressing a compassionate kiss to my head.

Doing as he says, Luca waits for me to adjust to him. Wrapping my arms around his neck I nod for him to move.

His thrusts are slow, painfully, agonizingly slow. It's quite maddening.

"Faster." I moan. "Harder."

Chuckling rather wickedly, he thrusts harder into me, making me cry out. With one hand on my hip and the other above my head gripping onto the sheets, Luca picks up his pace with quick, short and hard strokes. Soon I find myself lifting up to meet him, meeting each of his movements with my own.

He kisses my neck and I squeak loudly as Luca hits that magical spot.

"There it is." He groans in a raspy manner in my ear, hitting my g-spot once again.

"Fuck, Luca." Flies from my lips in a pleasured scream.

"Cazzo, I love it when you scream my name."

Pulling him down for another kiss, we both groan. My eyes roll to the back of my head once again and my back arches so that my nipples are pressed against his chest as I shudder with my release.

Tears flow from the corner of my eyes as I squeeze them tight.

Luca curses, burying his head in the crook of my neck as he too comes to his own undoing, his strokes becoming slow and sloppy.

Fuck.

For a split second, the fact that Luca isn't wearing a condom makes my heart drop to the pit of my stomach even though I am on the pill but as I said, only for a split second.

As I come down from my high, finally finished convulsing, I crack an eye open hazily, still very much drunk on my orgasm.

"Ready for round two, amore?" He asks after he rolls off of me and I've caught my breath.

Flitting my eyes up to him, I smile a tired smile and bite my lower lip before hoisting myself up and straddling him.

"That's my girl." He says, hands settling on my hips.

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