The Temporary Wife: Luca and Valentina's Story(82)

“I miss you so much, Val. Please, I just need to see you. Can’t you just give me ten minutes?”

Luca’s fingers wrap around my pajama bottoms, and he pulls them down to my knees, right along with my panties.

“No,” I say. “If this isn’t about work, I’m going to end this call. I’m busy, Ben.”

Luca drags his hand over my pussy before pushing three fingers into me roughly, eliciting a soft moan from me.

“Please don’t hang up,” Ben pleads, thankfully clueless about my predicament.

“It’s fine,” Luca whispers. “Let’s hear him out,” he says, his fingers pumping in and out of me ruthlessly. I moan into the sofa’s cushions when he drags his tongue over my pussy. I can’t even imagine what kind of image I must be presenting him with, my clothes a mess, my ass up in the air, and my face pressed against the sofa.

“I still love you, Val. I know that it’s been years, but I never stopped thinking about you. We were young and immature when we dated, but it’s different now. If you give me another chance, I’ll treat you better.”

Luca’s tongue circles around my clit, withholding what I want most, and I try my hardest to move my hips and reposition him, but he merely chuckles and holds me in place. His fingers stroke my G-spot while his tongue pushes me toward madness. If he keeps going like that, he’ll have me coming on his face in minutes, and he knows it.

“Please,” I moan.

“Please, what?” Ben asks. “Tell me, Val. What can I do to make it better? How do I make up for my mistakes? Is there anything I can do to earn your forgiveness?”

Luca chuckles and flicks his tongue over my clit, and my pussy begins to throb. “Yeah,” he murmurs. “Tell him what you want, Valentina.”

I thrust my hips harder against his face, and he finally gives me what I need. His tongue is as ruthless as his fingers are, and he gets me right to the edge.

“Do you want to come for me, Valentina?” he whispers.

“Yes!” I groan.

“Tell me how,” Ben says, his tone frantic. “I’ll do anything.”

Luca chuckles and flicks his tongue over my clit hard, over and over again, until my muscles clamp down on his fingers. “Luca,” I moan, unable to suppress my voice any longer. “Oh God, Luca.”

“Good girl,” Luca tells me, no longer whispering. “You’re such a good girl, Valentina. Tell me, baby. Do you want my cock?”

“Yes,” I whimper, my pussy throbbing. “Please, Luca. Please fuck me. Oh God. I need you.”

He grabs my hair and pulls me up until he’s got my back arched before he pushes the tip in. “You want more, baby?” he asks, pushing in just a little deeper. “Tell me you love me, Valentina, and I’ll consider giving you more of my cock.”

The way he’s pulling on my hair just heightens my sensations. It feels so ridiculously good to surrender control to him. “I love you, Luca,” I tell him, my tone pleading. “I love you so much. Please. Please.”

He slams all the way into me, and we both moan. “Fuck,” he groans, his hands wrapping around my hips as he takes me hard. “Tell me who this pussy belongs to, Valentina.”

“It’s yours,” I moan. “I’m all yours. Only yours.”

“Good girl,” he murmurs as he reaches around me to grab my phone, startling me. I forgot all about Ben.

I look over my shoulder as Luca keeps fucking me, my phone lifted to his ear. “She warned you that she’s busy, didn’t she? Have you heard enough, or do you want to hear her come for me again?” he asks, his eyes on mine, pure satisfaction on his face as he continues to thrust into me, his movements slower now.

Luca ends the call and drops my phone, his attention returning to me as he increases his pace and intensity, taking me harder than he ever has before. “I warned you,” he tells me. “I told you there’d be hell to pay.”

I smile at him as he pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back into me harshly, deeply. “Luca, if this is hell, I’m willing to burn for all of eternity.”





Chapter Fifty-One





Valentina

I smile to myself as I look around my new office in disbelief. For years, I was envious of Stephen’s office — even more so because I was the one who actually did his job. I didn’t think I’d ever be recognized for what I do. This truly is a dream come true.

“Are you proud of yourself for sleeping your way to the top?”

I whirl around to find Ben standing in my office, his face red, no doubt from suppressed anger. “Ben,” I murmur, my own face flushing as I’m reminded of the last time I spoke to him, a few days ago. I’ve been scared to run into him ever since, unsure whether I could handle the embarrassment. I can’t believe Luca made me so delirious that I didn’t care about anything but him. Losing control isn’t something I do, yet Luca forced me to.

“I never knew you were such a slut, Val. You didn’t need to go to Luca Windsor if you wanted the job that badly. You should have come to me. I told you that I’d give you the job if you gave me another chance, so why did you have to turn to someone like him? Why did you have to lower yourself like that?”