★JANIE★

†The next morning†

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The cool breeze flailed into the room, and the gleaming sunbeams woke me up from my peaceful slumber. A yawn escaped my lips and still lying stiff, I tried to stretch but I froze the minute my hands were clamped down on my stomach with exuberant force.

I flung my eyes open, wondering why my vagina was dripping with excess moisture, and behold, Luciano's head was buried between my thighs, eating me out.

"Fuck!" I moaned out loud, digging my fingers into his hair, as his tongue continuously laps over my wet folds in a stroking tempo.

"Luciano." His name escaped my lips in a loud gush and I felt my nipples ached with desires when his fingers teased them slowly.

Though I just lost my virginity last night, I couldn't bring myself to recount the amount of pleasure Luciano had spiked in my body.

Tension built in my stomach as his fingers trailed down from my breast, and my nipples ached, feeling the absence of his touch.

Arching my back in response, I felt my whole body thrust upward and a sudden rush of excitement split through my veins as I screamed out loud for the umpteenth time. "I'm going to come! I'm going to come, Luciano."

"Cum for me, Baby girl," Luciano responded with his mouth still buried in my vagina. Tasting, sucking, teasing and licking. "Cum, Janie... I want to taste you in my mouth." He growled.

And his deep voice unearthed the buried pleasure inside my body and I came undone into his mouth.

"Hmmm. You taste so fucking good, Baby girl." Luciano pushed himself forward, and I blushed as soon as I took in the sight of him, running his tongue all over the corner of his lips, and swallowing my juice.

"Good morning, Janie." His husky voice breathed against my face, undoing another arousal.

"Good morning," I replied with a smile and he kissed me.

I could taste myself from the kiss, and I savored the taste of my juice. No wonder Luciano loves eating me out.

He rolled over, laying back flat on the bed. Then with a swift maneuver, he whisked me on top of him, and I let out a shocked yelp.

The swell of my breasts against his hard well-defined chest.

Skin to skin.

My body pressed to him, while he was beneath me. "How was your night, Janie?" He asked and I smiled as memories of everything that transpired last night surged to the forefront of my brain.

From the way he whisked me into the room, and then asked for permission before giving me the best feeling in the world. To be honest, I never expected Luciano to be so gentle with me, considering his nature. But he made me feel pretty damn good. And in truth, he hasn't given me a reason to regret becoming his girlfriend.

I blushed again, remembering our erotica session in the tub. His fingers sent me to cloud nine and back and I never knew bare fingers could unleash so many great feelings inside of me up to the extent that my vagina was spurting out water.

Initially, I thought I peed myself and I cowered in sheer embarrassment, but Luciano informed me of the word 'squirt' He explained it as a rare response exhibited by women as soon as they've been sexually stimulated. Moreso, he assured me that it wasn't anything to be ashamed of.

Thereafter, we wrapped ourselves in towels and went to the dining table to have our dinner. Luciano spoon-fed me all through, making me feel desirable.

I have never been treated like this before. No one has ever made me feel this loved and needed.

"Janie," he called softly, prompting my eyes to lock with his.

His large arm snaked around my waist, pulling me tighter so our body melded together and I was finding it difficult to concentrate on anything, but on the way, his now softened dick poked my stomach.

As if sensing that I wasn't paying attention, he cleared his throat and I immediately averted all my focus back to him.

He chuckled wryly before stating. "I know we've come a long way before now. The circumstances around our first meeting and some of the things you've seen me do, yet you are willing to give me a chance and I'm grateful for that. I promise to protect you with my might and make you the happiest woman in the world. Be the one thing you need the most right now. Family."

And my heart melted from the impact of his words. I suddenly felt the urge to break down in tears, but I refrained myself.

"I didn't know what I was thinking before storming into your office that day. If someone had told me, I'll be laying naked in your bed one day, perhaps I'd have termed the person 'insane" Luciano's fingers brushed against my cheeks, and I didn't realize I was tearing up. "You aren't perfect. Neither am I. But I hope hand in hand, we can make each other better."

Luciano's intense gaze held mine, unwavering. "You are quite a piece of work though, Janie. You know that right?"

I furrowed my brows, feeling slightly offended. "How am I a piece of work?"

"You made me question so many things. At times, I wondered what I wanted to do with you, but now I want you to keep by my side for as long as I can." He stated and I grinned sheepishly at his words.

Out of the blue, my mind drifted to the last time I woke up beside Luciano. That day was still vivid in my memory. I recalled offering to treat his wounds and after I was done, he begged me not to leave.

"I'm going to rearrange another date for us." He declared, jolting me out of my train of thought. "Now, you cannot count yesterday as our first because it was a total failure. So what do you say about going to Maldives for the next weekend?" He asked casually, while my mouth dropped open in shock.

"It's a country in south Asia, I can make reservations for a resort and we will have all the weekend to ourselves." He added.

My mind was blown.

In all the twenty years of my existence, I have never left the United States before. In fact, I haven't traveled out of LA. And now, Luciano was offering to fly me out of the country for just a weekend.

"I have never been out of the country before, I don't have my international passport." I expressed my worries.

"That shouldn't be a problem." He pat my butt cheeks and I pressed my lips together, trying not to laugh. "Just do your assignment for the week, attend lectures, and let me make the arrangements, okay?"

"Okay."

Luciano placed a soft feathery kiss on my lips. He was just about to continue kissing me when my stomach rumbled out loud and my cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

Luciano smirked. "What would you prefer to have right now? My dick or a decent meal?" He teased.

"Can I have both?" I inquired, trying to match his energy and he roared with laughter.

"Don't worry, Janie. You'd get me. All of me." He shifted away from me and then slipped out of bed. Stark naked.

Meanwhile, I lay there, staring at his physique. His scars across his back, wondering what could be the story behind them all. I remembered the one on his arm from a knife, but the rest were there before now. Perhaps, someday, Luciano would be able to tell me about them.

He turned to catch me gawking at him, and I giggled then covered my eyes with my hands.

Luciano grabbed one of my hands and traced it down his large dick. "This is yours." He winked.

Thereafter, he slipped into his pants and strutted out of the door in pure dominant strides.

Once he was out of the door, I expelled a sharp air, letting out all the breath I never knew I had been holding. Who would have thought there was this sweet charming side to a ruthless mafia Boss? I thought to myself.

Several minutes later, Luciano returned with a tray of stir-fried noodles and egg.

My eyes widened in disbelief as I wondered where he got the dish from in less than one hour. "We ate everything from last night, where did you get this?"

"I stocked the apartment for you thinking you will stay here." He answered.

"Oh, nice." I chipped. "Thank you for the meal by the way."

Pulling myself to a sitting position, I dragged the sheets to cover my naked breasts. Then, I picked up the fork and began to eat, feeding him alongside.

Moments later, Luciano's cell phone rang on the bedside table, and he stretched and picked it up.

I watched him jolt to his feet and then stroll a few feet away from me. "Yes, Romano. What's the problem?" He queried.

Though my eyes were on the stir-fried noodles I was eating, every bit of my attention was on him.

"Fuck!" Luciano cussed under his breath. He sound pissed, and not just that, he look pissed. Like Romano just told him some unpleasant things.

My ears ached to know what was going on, and my heart began to race with so many questions. But then, Luciano's voice split through the atmosphere again.

"I'll join you shortly."