Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 121

Sunlight spilled in through the curtains as Sutton opened her eyes. It was so bright she knew it had to be late in the morning… the kind of brightness that pressed behind her eyelids and made the world feel slow and still.

Her body ached in places she hadn’t felt in months, the kind of delicious soreness that came from being truly claimed. She stirred beneath the blanket. Her body still ached, and one arm rested over her forehead, the other dragging the sheet up higher as she blinked a few times.

And then she felt him. Her arm brushed his side. She turned her head toward him.

Luca was watching her.

He was sat against the headboard, one leg bent beneath the blanket, the other stretched long beside her. He was naked from the waist up likely entirely naked, knowing Luca. Luca never wore anything to bed.

He lifted his hand and traced slow, absent–minded patterns along the curve of her hip beneath the sheets.

“Have you been awake for a while?” she murmured, voice scratchy with sleep.

He didn’t deny it. “You looked peaceful,” he said simply.

She nodded, blinking away the last of the haze. She shifted again, the sheet slipping lower, and his hand moved up, brushing the underside of her breast with gentle reverence.

His touch was featherlight.

“You didn’t leave,” he said quietly. “I thought I would wake up this morning and you’d be gone.”

“I was unconscious,” she countered, voice dry. “Didn’t have the energy to go anywhere.”

He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. Because he remembered what they had been doing. And why she was wrecked.

She reached up and touched his cheek, thumb dragging slowly over the stubble there. “We have them. They can’t do anything now.”

That simple touch was all it took.

He leaned down slowly, cautiously, like testing the moment, and kissed her.

It wasn’t demanding. It wasn’t full of heat and hunger like the night before. It was soft. Lingering. His mouth moved against hers like he was still asking permission.

She gave it.

She hadn’t brushed her teeth, but he didn’t seem to care.

Her lips parted, and he deepened the kiss. His hand came up to cup her jaw, thumb sliding behind her ear. Sutton shifted closer, her thigh brushing his, her hand sliding up his chest. He was warm. Solid. Real. Her palm flattened against him, feeling his steady heartbeat beneath smooth, sun–warmed skin

He moved, shifting beside her, his weight easing onto one elbow. Her hand slipped around the back of his neck and pulled him down with her as she lay back on the bed. He followed easily, the other hand pushing the sheet down to reveal the soft, full curve of her belly.

He paused there, just looking.

“You’re so damn beautiful,” he said, voice rough.

just

was getting laid, remember? It’s not just skin

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but a smile tugged at her lips

splayed over her stomach, warm and large. She covered it with hers, threading

again, sliding up, tracing the swell of her breast, cupping her gently. He ran his thumb across

“So different,” he murmured.

her eyes

neck, across her collarbone, then lower. He kissed the space between her breasts, the curve of her ribcage, the swell

stubble scraped

over her thighs, thumbs rubbing

“You okay?” he murmured.

“Yeah. Just…” She swallowed. “Don’t

He moved slowly, reverently, kissing his way across her skin like a

he kissed her inner thighs, one, then the other. She was already damp, the evidence of how badly her body remembered him glistening between

raw.

there, watching her. His hands held her

“Still sore?”

she said

to the inside of her thigh. “Tell me if I

breath catching. Luca loved her scent. She wasn’t surprised

his mouth

lazily. His tongue moved in long, deliberate strokes up her center, parting her folds,

twitching, one hand reaching down to grip the sheet

“Luca,” she breathed.

in slow, purposeful circles, then soft flicks. Her legs trembled.

groaned against her. The sound, the vibration/made her cry

he did it

kept her still. His hands slid beneath her thighs, tilting her

He devoured her.

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roughly. Not hurried. But with a purpose that made her fall apart beneath

needed him.

again and again until she was trembling, her thighs clamping

close.

And Luca knew it.

then sucked softly, gently, making her come apart with a

on her through the aftershocks, licking her with soft, reverent strokes, like he was helping her down from

for