Taming My Mafia Stepbrother

Cara’s pov

“What’s the secret?” Diana asked as we settled in the room Luca had renovated into a mini staff lounge. A project he admitted he was only propelled to do after noticing I and Diana sat on upside down crates in the supply room during our lunch break.

“What secret?” I asked, watching as Diana bit into the homemade churros I’d made this morning after breakfast with Luca. Even though he had practically walked me all through the process.

I’d been learning how to cook from him and so far, it’s been an uneventful journey and that’s only because we usually forget the cooking and jump each other halfway.

I’d tried to be serious one time and put my foot down by confessing that I felt bad that he and Salma, his part time cook, did all the cooking while I just lazed around the house like a bum.

His response was, “You feed me just fine, bambina.” And I hadn’t missed the way his eyes had roved up and down my body.

I’d moved in for a kiss and the rest was history.

That was how our cooking classes went and so far, the only thing I’d perfected was his omelet recipe. I might have to get a new teacher, one that actually wants to teach me and not fuck me all the time.

Diana was rolling her eyes at my question. “This secret to this eternal glow you now seem to have.” She said between munchs.

My cheeks grew warm, a foreign feeling of shyness coming over me. Was my happiness that obvious? I hoped not or it wouldn’t take much for people to figure out the reason behind llit. Just one appearance from Luca and Diana would be putting two and two together.

Still, it was hard containing the feeling these days. My relationship with Luca had improved for the better and it was nothing like I’ve ever experienced. I’d quickly discovered the mafia boss was the perfect lover. He was sweet and attentive and when he wasn’t, he was rocking my world with hot, devastating orgasms.

I had that constant sex glow on me, reason being to the amount of times we had sex. Luca was always touching me and 99. 9% of the time, it led to coital bliss. Usually, he took me home hard and fast and hungrily while the other times, it was slow and loving. I loved it either way.

The man couldn’t get enough of me and I, too, couldn’t get enough of him.

Just this morning I’d woken up to him eating me out. I’d first thought I was dreaming because he hadn’t come home early last night so I’d slept alone, yearning for him.

Pools of heat gurgled in my belly as I relived the memory; his hot tongue flicking inside me, his lips sucking and nibbling, doing an excellent job of electrifying me.

“You taste so delicious in the morning,” his deep voice had rumbled against my pussy lips, making them quake with pleasure. “The most delicious breakfast.”

The sound of his voice coming from below had been a dead giveaway that I hadn’t been dreaming. My eyes flew open at once, fluttering as my vision focused and the fog of sleep cleared from my mind. A new wave of current zapped through me when they’d settled on Luca’s face between my thighs, ravaging my pussy while fully dressed in a grey suit.

There was no time to ask at what point he’d returned and gotten ready to leave again because he did something with his tongue that had me bucking and crying in pleasure.

He’d made us mac and cheese after, then helped me with the churros. Before I saw him off, he had kissed me so thoroughly my world tipped on its axis and then he promised me another mind blowing orgasm later today.

You could say I was living a girl’s best dream.

“Oh my God!” Diana exclaimed from across me.

I suddenly remembered that I was in her company.

“It’s a man isn’t it?” She asked in excitement, leaning into the table. “The guy from the night you showed up at my house.” Her brows furrowed. “What’s it? Did he apologize? With flowers and chocolates and a good dick time?”

My laugh was shaky. “Um… none of that.” I blushed again. “Except for the last bit.” Noticing how that made Luca sound like a bum, I rushed to add, “he confessed to being in love with me and made it clear that he wanted it to be a lifetime thing but…”

Diana scrunched up her nose. “But what?”

“Well I’m too damaged by my past to accept that at the moment but he’s being patient.” Luca hadn’t pressed me about the subject, he never tried to get me to confess my love since my slip up that night. All he’d been doing is showing me his love for me and to be frank it was weakening my hesitation.

“An understanding man,” Diana mused. “You’re one lucky girl.”

I beamed, my heart dancing. I was indeed lucky. Just like Diana pointed out, Luca was being unusually understanding and it made me love him all the more. “Yes, he’s the best.”

Diana licked a crumb from her lip. “Can’t relate. All the men I’ve known are giant babies that only care about their own needs.”

I nodded in agreement. All the men I’ve known before Luca were just that as well.

I flicked a glance at Diana, wondering if she’d still be supportive of my relationship if she found out who I was with. I mean, it’s evident she approved of Luca but will she continue to if she learned it was him? I really hated leaving her in the dark.

She continued to munch obliviously on the churros. “By the way, these are freaking yum. I thought you said you couldn’t cook.”

“I still can’t. Basically ninety percent of the work was done by- well, him.”

Diana stared blankly at me before breaking out in a huge grin. “Girl, you won!”

I tucked my hair behind my ear, preening like a schoolgirl.

“An understanding man that cooks? And cooks this good? You’re basically God’s favorite!” Her green eyes darkened with mischief and I knew something I didn’t want to hear was coming. “So, who is he and does he have any brothers you could introduce me to?”

I ignored the first bit of the question. “He doesn’t have brothers.”

She pouted in disappointment. “Friends?”

My forehead creased. “Why?”

“Because like minds attract silly.” She responded with a sharp tap on the table. “Men have a very particular mind, they aren’t variable like us women. So they’re mostly friends with guys just like them. It’s why their boy convos are only about their shared passion, sports, girls and sex.”

Well that was amusing to hear. Luca and Dominic did share a passion for blood and committing crimes but I don’t think they sat around to discuss sports, Santino probably did though. “Is that so?”

Diana nodded once. “Now tell me if he got one.”

I bit my lip in hesitation, unsure on what to tell her. I didn’t want to encourage her, mainly because I never wanted her to know that the man we were gushing about was my stepbrother AND our boss. The other reason why I didn’t want to say anything was because she was better off as a nun than with an assh0le like Dominic. Santino on the other hand was a cool guy but he struck me as a massive playboy.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, adding to my agitation. I ignored it.

“He doesn’t.” I blurted out the lie.

Diana frowned. “No friends?”

“They live far away… in Maine.”

Cara the liar extraordinaire.

Diana cocked her head. “Well that’s interesting and disappointing.” She commented even though she looked anything but disappointed.

She went back to eating her churros while I reached for my buzzing phone. My heart lurched when I saw that it was from Luca.

Waiting for you at the whorehouse.

Rushed through my schedule just so I could see you this early.

I had to stop myself from grinning like a fool as I sent a reply.

Ur so obsessed with me 😉

His came in an instant. You have no idea.

I dropped my phone back in my pocket, waiting a few minutes while simultaneously preparing the basic lie I was going to give Diana.

After a few seconds of faking discomfort, I excused myself for the bathroom. I immediately darted for the direction of the secret passage Luca showed me, occasionally looking back like a criminal on the run. Luckily for me, the guards from last time weren’t the ones at the entrance so it was easy to get in without burning with embarrassment.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

The place was just as stimulating as the last time, men and women doing everything decadent. I tried not to get swept up by the sight and made my way to the room I and Luca had used last.

The door opened before I knocked. “That took longer than I expected.” Luca drawled, wrapping his big hands around my waist and pulling me in, at the same time kicking the door shut.

I giggled when he began to kiss my neck the next second. “I had to make my bathroom lie believable enough. Can’t have Diana knowing I was leaving her for a good fuck time with the boss.”

Luca peppered hot kisses on my collarbone. “Left for me, I couldn’t care less if she knows.”

Icy chills ran across my skin even as molten heat bubbled in my stomach when he caressed the side of my breasts through my halter dress. I could finally see why he’d gotten rid of the itchy Rico’s staff uniform. It didn’t make foreplay this sexy.

“We’d have to be quick because my lunch break would be over soon.” I whispered harshly as I tugged on his already half unbuttoned shirt and started to work on the rest.

“No one is going to fire you, bambina.” He said before biting softly on my earlobe. “I’m the boss, remember?”

I could feel his huge dick pressing against my stomach and I worked faster on his shirt, moaning in approval when he licked the swell of my exposed cleavege.

Lifting me by my ass, he carried me to the bed and sat on it, pulling me down to straddle him before kissing me. The kiss was at full burn, a firestorm of passion.

I reached down for the zipper of his pants, the same time his hand crept up my back to undone the strings of my halter.

Luca broke off the kiss, eyes dark with heat. “Lift your hips for me, baby.” He ordered.

I obeyed at once, left completely malleable from the kiss. I would do anything he asked if it meant I could quench this raging need between my legs. He wrenched my dress up and dragged my panties down, that last lacy barrier to sweet homecoming.

I successfully undid his zipper and unsheathed the prize inside. Luca flipped us over in flash, giving me the hottest look a man could ever possess as he lined himself at my throbbing entrance.

Pleasure was a second away, I could finally get to have him right where I needed him sheathed deeply between my legs.

I was this close to getting properly railed, but a knock at the door ruined everything. It cut through the charged silence, unwelcoming and unwanted.

Luca and I groaned aloud.

“Ignore it,” I whispered hoarsely the same time Luca thrusted his tip into me.

Air whooshed out of my lungs and a gasp of tortured pleasure escaped from me.

The knocking began again and with a little more impatience.

Luca cursed violently and he did the least expected thing, he pulled out.

I was hit with an acute sense of loss, the ache returning with a vengeance. I sat up, staring at him in silent questioning.

“There’s only one person that dares to interrupt me this way.” Came his only explanation.

“Is something wrong?” I asked, watching with growing worry as he got fixed his appearance.

He leaned in to kiss me on my neck. “I hope not.” He pulled away. “Stay right here, I’d be back in a second.”

I wanted nothing but to follow him to the door but I obeyed and remained where I was. Luca opened the door but not wide enough for me to see who was on the other side. He slipped out and closed the door behind him.

I was left in the company of total silence and I busied myself by guessing who the interrupter was. It was probably Dominic, in fact, I was sure it was. I didn’t think any other man could be so bold. I considered Santino for a bit, but he was too unpredictable.

I nearly jolted out of my skin when Luca stormed back in looking like a man who was about to lose his shit.

“Cara, we need to leave.” He gave me a look that chilled my bones. “Now!”

What the hell had happened out there?