Luciano felt like Olivia was pushing him away for some reason. He saw how uncomfortable she got whenever he was close to her. Her hesitation made him suspicious. Especially whenever he tried to touch her.
“I don't see why that has to involve you,” Olivia said, backing away from Luciano. He asked him to leave, but he didn't want to. His presence made her feel uncomfortable.
“Why…do I make you feel…uncomfortable? ''Luciano whispered, taking small steps toward his prey. She was exceptionally gorgeous. Both from outside and inside. Her innocent nature drew him in. Her plump pink lips begged him to suck on them. Olivia stopped when her back connected with the wall just near the door. Luciano smirked and snaked his hand around her small waist.
“Your precious family…” Olivia muttered when Luciano reached for her face. He was a few inches taller than her and hence looked down at her. His eyes glazed with lust. His fingers caressed her face gently.
“What about my family… Livia, please don't mind my mother,” Luciano whispered, drawing even closer to her. Their noses touched as he inhaled her sweet scent.
“Luciano…you are a married man…do you think…this,” Olivia said looking straight at him. Didn't he feel an ounce of remorse? He made so many mistakes and yet, he was doing this. Olivia didn't mind. If she wanted Luciano to suffer, then even his wife would.
She reached for his face. But her lower lip seductively, and Luciano pulled her closer. His lips brushed against hers. Everything in him numbed. His dick throbbed, hardening as the need to take her rushed through him.
“Livia…be mine,” he muttered, still brushing his lips to hers. The feeling he got was unexplainable. “I want you… I want every part of you…not just to have and go…but… I want to be with you,” Luciano muttered, Olivia's breathing increased. She once loved how this felt. Having Luciano close to her. Feeling every part of him.
The night they both crossed the line and made love for the first time
**FLASHBACK**
“Are you s-sure?” Olivia stammered the words out as excitement rushed through her. She didn't know what she was doing. For 19 years old, she was clueless about this.
“Yes, sweetheart,” Luciano muttered and lowered to kiss her on the arm. He gazed at her with his penetrating eyes. The moon shone on his masculine body. Muscled and lean.
“Will…will you be gentle,” she muttered, closing her eyes as the man tugged at her panties' waistband? Snapping it a little, she felt a sharp pain.
“Every step…of the way… I'll make love to you baby,” Luciano muttered, rubbing his face against her belly. Luciano pulled the panties until they snapped and he tossed them aside.
“So gorgeous…my love, relax…should I touch here,” he muttered huskily, his voice deep and soft. His hand rested on her belly. She sucked in air.
“Lu…p-please”Olivia was troubled.
Luciano smirked as he hovered over her. Her beautiful body glowed under the moonlight. The serene waves of the ocean carried them away as he kissed her. Every exposed part of her body deserved to be worshiped. Kissing and sucking her toes, her slender legs.
Olivia whimpered beneath him. Squeezed her thighs as ecstasy built within her. Hearing his sweet words relaxed her.
This was her first. She relaxed, welcoming Luciano's hand as it slipped into her panties. Something foreign she had never allowed ever. However, with Luciano. She let him lead the way. Patting her legs as Luciano cupped her mold. A shiver ran through her. Scared and excited at the same time.
“Shh…relax, my love,” he coaxed. Opening her up as he massaged her clit. Patting her wet folds with his fingers. She shivered under his touch.
Luciano smiled, used his thumb, and ran it over her aroused bud.
“So lovely,” he scanned her. His lips quivered upwards. She was beautiful. He took his time tasting her. Lowering his head. He kissed her mold. Olivia wiggled her hips.
“N-no…not there…please” she denied, lifting her head. Luciano looked up and gave her an assuring glance. She didn't want this. She had never had any man down there.
God help her she would die of embarrassment.
“Shh…let me pleasure you…”Luciano relaxed her. It was just him and her.
Away from the world. Beautiful well lit candles are placed around giving light. Lanterns hung above. Both were by the ocean. Carried away by the blissful night. The waves of the ocean were their music. The dark blue sky dotted with twinkling stars was their witness.
“I love you,” his words vibrated against her sex. His lips parted and tasted her. She whimpered when he kissed her. Luciano gripped her hips gently. Lifting her as little as he took more of her. Sucked on her clit. Twirled his tongue that he couldn't get enough. Olivia's screams echoed throughout the vast place.
Fisting the sand, she was a moaning mess. Desiring the feeling, the pleasure as she wrapped her legs around Luciano's neck.
He went to his knees and grabbed her bosom. Her delicate butt cheeks were in his hands. Sucked in her. Milked her juices.
Olivia screamed when a wave of orgasms hit her hard, arousing Luciano's appetite. The need to taste her.
To make love to her, and when he positioned himself between her legs. Olivia was trembling. Shuddering as she exhaled and inhaled. She felt his cock brush on her entrance. The feeling clouded her mind.
Licking her dry lips, she wanted this. In one slide, he entered her. The pain was unimaginable. Her walls stretched, her body drenched in sweat. Her chest rose and fell as she widened her legs to accommodate his hard, throbbing flesh. She didn't think she could take it.
“No,” she hissed, her lower part was on fire. Biting her bottom lip to prevent herself from shouting. Luciano kept coaxing, however, even his coaxing didn't work.
With each thrust, she felt better. The pain was replaced by pleasure… Everything she believed sex was all about turned out to be the opposite. She wanted Luciano to fill her. To make love to hear every single night.
The night was young, the vast place was filled with soft moans. Groans and joining two bodies in the name of love.
END OF FLASHBACK
Recalling all that, Olivia snapped back to her senses.
“Don't you touch me!” A hard slap landed across Luciano's face, jerking him back to reality. Stumbling back, the man held his face. His breathing had hyped up.
“Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on me!” Olivia yelled as tears rained down her face. Anger and despair washed over her. Luciano was confused. Uncertain of what was happening.
“I'm… I'm sorry, Livia… I…” he didn't even finish his sentence when she opened the door and threw him out. Slamming the door, Olivia sank to the floor. Burying her face in her palms. What was she about to do?
***
After leaving Olivia's place. Luciano was driving to the office troubled.
So much had happened. He nearly lost it with Livia. He had never felt that way with any woman.
“Olivia,” he muttered to the only woman's name who made him feel out of control. Shaking his head, Luciano fixed his eyes on the empty road ahead.
It was in the afternoon and most cars didn't use the road he decided to use so he could get to his office on time. He didn't bother to bring his guards. He hated it when his mom forced him to go everywhere with those people.
Keeping that aside, he didn't stop smiling to himself, at least he knew Livia felt something for him. She nearly kissed him. Keeping his hands on the steering wheel. His heart was dancing in joy, recalling the kiss he almost shared. Without knowing, Luciano lost control of his car.
“No…no,” he muttered as he fought to have control…driving off the road. Luciano hit a treat. Pushed back, he looked up, his head hurt a little, however he was okay. He didn't drive into anything and hurt himself.
“Damn it” he got out of the car, seeing how it was smoking. The sun was scorching hot. Stepping on the grass. Luciano stripped off his coat and tossed it in the car.
“Better fix this,” he said, folding his sleeves to his elbows. He didn't know the car was in a bad state when he took it.. walking around the car to inspect it.
Luciano heard two gunshots which startled him. Stopping in his tracks, a sharp pain rushed through him, causing his body to freeze instantly. Stumbling forward blood trickled from the corners of his lips. Slowly turning around to where the gunshots came from, Luciano was graced with several men in Black clothes wearing masks. Guns were pointed at him. Two bullets embedded in his flesh.