“I can understand that. I was scared too, you know,” I admitted.
“You were?”
“Of course. Taking you to meet my family is a huge deal, and not just because I wanted them to like you, but I wanted you to like them. I know they can be a lot to handle, and I worried they’d come on too strong. Then Char walked in spouting that bullshit and I thought I was going to come unhinged. I acted like a jerk because I was in an unfamiliar situation and I didn’t know how to make things better.”
“I can relate,” Whitney said with a laugh. “And I really love that you can talk about it like this with me … It was something I never had with Marcus.” She took a big inhale before looking at me from beneath her eyelashes and saying, “I went to see him after I left your parents.”
“Marcus?” I asked, trying to ignore the stab of jealousy that hit.
She nodded.
“We never really had the big discussion about what went wrong and why he left … why he cheated, and I realized I’d never be able to properly move forward with you. To trust you and give you all of my heart, if I was still hanging on to these unresolved issues from my marriage.”
“And did he give you the closure you needed?”
“He did.”
I breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.
“I’m happy to hear it, because I wanted to tell you … the reason I was so off-kilter and everything is because I have never been so terrified of losing someone as I am of losing you. And the reason I feel that way, is because I’m in love with you.” I let out a disbelieving laugh. “I’ve never said that to a woman before … I mean, a woman I was in a relationship with … you’re the first and only woman I ever want to say it to. I love you, Whitney Spaulding, and I’ll do everything in my power to make you happy.”
Tears spilled down her cheeks as she smiled a big, beautiful smile at me, and then she said the most wonderful words I’ve ever heard. “I love you, too, Luca.”
Thirty-Seven
Whitney
I’m not sure which one of us moved first, but suddenly we were on our feet and in each other’s arms.
When his lips met mine, my body heat went from zero to one hundred in two seconds flat. Luca met my fervor with a gusto and within moments we were groping and tearing at each other’s clothes.
“Now, now, now,” I said hurriedly as I tried to undo his pants so I could get my hands on him.
At the same time, he placed his palms on my thighs and moved them upward, taking the bottom of my dress with them. I felt the cool air hit my lace-clad bottom just as I reached my prize and wrapped my hand around his hard, straining cock.
“Fuck, yes,” Luca managed between the kisses he was raining over my neck and chest.
I squeezed his cock tightly and began to move my hand the best I could while his pants and underwear were acting as a roadblock. I moved material aside enough to spring him free just as I felt, and heard, the panties being ripped from my body.
When he maneuvered us back toward the wall and placed his hands on my ass, I hopped up eagerly and held on to his shoulders as Luca anchored me against the wall.
He entered me in one deep, swift thrust as I wrapped my legs tightly around him and did my best to meet him thrust for thrust.
It wasn’t graceful, or tender, but god, it was hot, and it didn’t take long before I was digging my nails into his shoulders and crying out into his mouth as he fucked me like there was no tomorrow.
Luca moaned his release and then chuckled as he leaned us against the wall in an effort to stay upright and catch his breath.
When I heard, “Mom, is everything okay?” I came quickly out of my sex-induced haze and met Luca’s wide eyes with my own.
“Your kids are here?” he asked, shocked.
“Holy…” I cried. “Yes. Crap. How could I forget? I told them to stay upstairs while we talked, and I’d tell them when it was time for dinner.”
“Jesus,” Luca managed as he disentangled himself from me and struggled to right himself. “Don’t let them come down here.”
“Yeah, babe, everything’s fine. Just give us a little more time,” I called back, hoping I didn’t sound like a woman who’d just been fucked hard against the wall. As I pulled the skirt of my dress down, I looked to Luca and said, “Oh, and your parents will be here any minute.”
“What?” he asked, looking at me with disbelief just as the doorbell rang.
“Oh my God, they’re here. I wanted to make it up to you, and them, by having a nice dinner with the kids tonight.”
Luca blinked at me and said, “That’s very sweet. But you have sex hair and lipstick all over your face. Why don’t you go get cleaned up and I’ll get the door. How do I look?”
He reached down to pick up the scraps of my panties and pocketed them before running his hands through his hair and straightening his shirt.
“Perfect, thanks,” I said, already jogging out of the room so I could go upstairs to my bedroom. There was no way I was having dinner with his parents without panties on.
When I got to my room and saw myself in the mirror, I sent up a prayer of thanks I hadn’t passed my kids on the way. I quickly shut my door and locked it, then peeled the dress off as I moved toward my dresser.
I grabbed some underwear and moved to my closet, figuring it better to go with a demurer outfit than the one I’d just had sex with their son in…
I held my hand up to my mouth and stifled a laugh as the last few moments played back through my mind.
I can’t wait to tell Summer and Margo about this!
I cleaned up, changed into a black dress with big red roses, and fixed my hair and makeup before going to tell my kids Luca’s parents were here and we’d be having dinner soon. Then, as a trio, we made our way down the stairs to greet our guests.
Yes, I was using my kids as buffers, and no, I did not feel the least bit bad about it. They were a wonderful balm on my now frazzled nerves and made me steadier simply by being present.
“Thank you so much for coming,” I said as we entered the living room. “This is Stella and Silas. Kids, this is Mr. and Mrs. Russo, Luca’s parents.”
“Hi,” Silas said, moving to shake their hands.
“It’s nice to meet you,” Stella added as she followed to do the same.
Luca’s dad accepted the handshakes, but Franny pulled them each in for a hug instead.
“You are both so beautiful,” Franny cooed as she took them in.
“Thank you, ma’am,” Silas replied sweetly, causing my heart to flutter.
I glanced around the room, making sure we hadn’t knocked anything over or left any evidence of our tryst lying about.
When I saw the coast was clear, I shot what I hoped was an audacious look at Luca, who grinned back at me.
Biting my cheek to keep myself in check, I looked at the group and asked, “Can I get you all a drink?”
“I’ll help, I know what they like,” Luca offered, taking my hand and leading me out of the room.
Once we were safely in the hallway, I felt his lips on my shoulder.
“Mm, another beautiful dress,” he murmured against my skin.