Bend Me, Daddy

VEDA

He stalked toward me, as graceful and powerful as a big cat, his blue eyes lit with a possessive light and trained on me.

"No," I told him. "Stay away from me. I don't want anything to do with you." I was so fucking angry with him right now I could spit.

"Well, that's too fucking bad," he said, his voice low and husky. "Because you're not getting rid of me, Veda."

I backed away as he prowled after me, taking his time, until my legs hit theback of something. A glance over my shoulder told me it was a bed, large enough for two people to sleep comfortably. Putting out my hand, I tried to stop him from getting any closer. "I'm covered in lake water."

"I don't care."

I could scream, but I knew no one would help me. He could pull out a knife, hack me up into little pieces, and every person on this boat would help him feed the fish.

Even knowing this, my mouth opened as his hand shot out. But my scream was cut off when he cupped my cheek, his hand gentle, as he tilted my face up to his. I realized suddenly that he was trembling. "Luca?"

"You're mine," he whispered as his head lowered and his lips brushed over mine, the tip of his tongue wetting my bottom lip. "Mine," he whispered again, so quietly I was unsure if he was talking to me or himself.

My lips parted on a moan, and his tongue swept into my mouth. I clutched his arms, feeling unsteady on my feet with the movement of the boat and the way he was kissing me like I was all he needed to survive and he was on death's door. His large hands came up to cup my face, holding me in place while he ravaged my mouth.

Breaking off the kiss with a groan, he pulled back just enough to focus on me, his eyes hungry as they traveled over my face. The cool air inside the cabin caressed my skin, and I shivered. "Don't fight me," he said, but it wasn't an order. More like a plea.

Slowly, he untied the top of my suit, unwrapping me like a precious gift. "What if someone comes in?" I asked.

"They wouldn't fucking dare."

I shivered again as he slid the straps over my shoulders and down my arms, leaving me naked from the waist up. His hands slid up my ribcage and his thumbs brushed my hard nipples. "So pretty," he murmured.

I didn't know how to handle this Luca. This man who was so gentle and reverent as he stripped me of my bottoms. I didn't know what to do. How to act. So I just stood there, my body trembling with an awakening desire until all of the anger and all of the mortification faded away as he kissed the scarred skin on my chest, working his way down to my breasts, where he ran his tongue around my sensitive nipples. His mouth covered every inch of my stomach, then he dropped to his knees as he went lower, kissing and licking the skin above my pubic hair, his hands on my hips to hold me still as he pressed his face into the curls and breathed deep.

My knees gave out, and I sat on the bed, my breaths coming hard and fast and my blood rushing to the surface, sensitizing my skin. Luca kissed my leg above the knee, then the other, spreading them wide as he worked his way higher up my thighs. He pulled me to the edge of the bed.

"Lie back, amore."

I did as he asked, my hips lifting, searching for his mouth before he'd even touched me. And when the tip of his tongue licked through my folds and found my clit, I jerked, a cry wrung out of me, needing more.

With a deep groan, he gave me what I was asking for, sealing his mouth over my pussy as his tongue licked and tasted. He pulled me closer, looping my legs over his strong shoulders and lacing his fingers over my lower belly. I was trapped, unable to get away even if I wanted to.

My fingers gripped his hair, holding him to me as my orgasm crashed over me fast and hard, my body no longer in my control as it convulsed beneath him. His tongue moved down, entering me so he could lick up every last drop. "Again," he growled against my sensitive skin. His mouth returned to me, not as hurried this time.

"Luca." His name left me on a needy breath.

"Mmm." His moan rumbled through me, igniting my nerve endings as I felt the first stirrings of desire move through me. He took his time, pulling away and blowing on my swollen clit, kissing my inner thighs, then returning to the place I wanted him most. And when I was writhing on the bed, the ache in my lower belly tightening and releasing with increasing speed, he unhooked his hands and slid one beneath my ass. Slowly, he slid his thumb inside of me, moaning as my body tightened around his finger.

"Luca, please," I begged.

I moaned in frustration when his thumb left me, only to catch my breath in surprise when he slid it into my ass just as his mouth covered me again, his tongue finding the perfect spot. I cried out as another orgasm took me by surprise, this one even harder than the last. His name was a prayer on my lips as his thumb pumped in and out of my ass and his tongue did wicked, delicious things to my cunt.

When I could breathe again, I opened my eyes to find him crawling over me, his cock hanging thick and heavy from the juncture of his hips. I thought he was bringing it to my mouth, but instead, he grabbed me under the arms, muscles flexing as he lifted me higher on the bed.

"You're mine," he said again as he pushed inside of me, his head falling to my shoulder. My body tightened around him, and he moaned. "Say it, Veda."

"I'm yours," I whispered.

He stilled inside of me and lifted his head to look me in the eye. "Say it again," he ordered.

The vulnerability I saw there made me want to weep. "I'm yours," I told him. And it was true. I couldn't fight it anymore.

Triumph lit his blue eyes and he started to move inside of me, each thrust more possessive than the last. He whispered in my ear as he claimed me. Scandalous things that made me arch into him and beg for more. And when he came, I came with him, our cries mingling in the cool air of the cabin.

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LUCA HELD my hand all the way back to the house, and more times than not, I'd glance over to find him looking at me with a bemused expression on his handsome face.

I knew exactly how he felt.

"I'm sorry I had to do that," he suddenly said. "I'm sorry I embarrassed you that way. It was the only way to get Gino off your scent."

"I'm not a dog," I told him.

"No, but he is. Once he sets his sights on something he wants, there's no deterring him until he has it. And he wanted you."

"Why?"

He let out a little laugh. "Why? What kind of question is that?" His eyes roamed over me, once again concealed beneath my coverup. "You're stunning, Veda. A woman through and through, but one who still has the slightest essence of innocence about her."

"Well, I won't have that for long hanging around with you."

Luca smiled and Enzo barked out a laugh from the front seat. "Sorry," he said. "Sorry," he repeated, focusing on the road.

"Anyway," Luca continued after he'd waved away his apology. "I apologize that I had to put you through that. Truly."

He was watching me, waiting for my reaction, and I saw a glimmer of uncertainty in his blue eyes that made my breath catch and my heart skip a beat. That I was the one who caused this powerful man to feel that gave me a heady sense of power, even as I immediately tried to console him. I squeezed his hand. "It's okay. I mean, it's not okay, but I understand."

The relief he felt was palpable. "When we get home, I need to speak to my men for just a few minutes and then the rest of the night I'm free. Will you wait for me?"

"Sure," I told him. "I'll see what Lisa packed us for dinner."

He brought my hand to his mouth and kissed the back of my knuckles as we pulled up to the house. I got out and walked around to the back to get the cooler. Enzo joined me, pulling it out and setting it on the ground while he closed the hatch. The others were already there, standing around the other SUVs while they waited for us.

"Enzo, I need you here," Luca told Enzo as he was about to lift the cooler and help me take it inside. Turning around, he waved one of the other guys over.

I started to protest as the one who'd cornered me in my old apartment came forward. "It's okay. I can carry it in myself."

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"I know you can, but you won't," Luca told me. "Not while there're all of these strong, able-bodied males just standing around doing nothing."

Not knowing what else I could say to convince him without making myself look suspicious, I gave him a small smile and backed out of the way as his man came over to pick up the cooler. "I'll just be in the kitchen."

"I'll be there as soon as I can."

Still, I hesitated until Luca cocked his head in question. With no other way to avoid making a scene, I turned on my heel and marched into the house, Luca's man right behind me.

I nearly cried in relief when I saw Lisa was still there, drinking a cup of tea at the table, a notepad in front of her and a pen in her hand. She jumped up when we walked in. "How was the lake?" she asked with a smile.

"It was hot," I told her. "But nice." I lowered my eyes before she could see the lie in them. "We never even made it to our dinner," I explained as Luca's man set down the cooler.

"Oh! Well, here." Lisa jumped out of her chair and went right over to it. "Let me just get that going for you. Y'all must be starving."

Any other time I would have shoo'd her away, but there was no way in hell I was about to put myself into that position again. So I just smiled and thanked her as I stood awkwardly just inside the room, shifting my weight back and forth. Luca's man gave Lisa a wave as she bent over the cooler, then headed my way, his eyes hard on my face. As he passed me, he smiled. "You have three days," he told me, too quiet for Lisa to hear. "You'd better have something for me." The "or else" didn't even need to be said. It was in his tone. "Enjoy your dinner," he said, louder this time. And then he was gone.

Three days. What the hell was I supposed to find out in three days? I stayed where I was until I heard the front door slam. Somewhere through the pounding of my pulse in my ears, I realized Lisa was talking to me. "I'm sorry, what?" She gave me a look, but repeated what she'd said. "I said you look good. You got some sun."

"Oh, yeah." I tried to smile, but it didn't reach my eyes. "Kind of hard to avoid on the lake. But it felt good," I added. "Sorry, I didn't mean for that to come out sounding so snappy."

Lisa set foil packs on the island and turned on the oven behind her. "Are you alright?" she asked when she turned around. "You seem off. Did something happen with Luca?"

I felt my cheeks get hot. "I'm fine," I lied. "Just tired from being in the sun all afternoon."

"Well, why don't you sit down, and I'll get this dinner made so you can have something in your stomach."

I did as she suggested, taking a seat at the counter after she turned away my offer to help her. She always turned me down, and I still kept offering. It was strange to me to always have someone waiting on me. But tonight, I didn't argue with her as much as I normally would have. And as much as I would love to run upstairs and wash the lake water and sex off of me, I was afraid to venture off by myself, even though I'd heard the front door close behind him and knew he wasn't normally in the house.

Three days.

I had three days to dig up some dirt on Luca to give to Mario.