Ransom (On Hold)

Chapter 8

Luca's POV

"Take me home," she huffed out. 

I could feel my pants tightening at her bold statement. 

Without another word, I pushed myself off of the wet sand and pulled her up. With her hand in mine, I briskly led her back to the beach house. My excitement for what was to come was apparent in the pace that I kept. She giggled as she tried her best to keep up with me. 

I turned around just to catch another glimpse of her. I couldn't turn away. Her skin seemed to glow in the moonlight as her bright blue eyes sparkled. Her lips curled up even wider when she noticed me glancing at her. 

I had never wanted a woman the way that I wanted her. 

Not only was I longing for her touch, but I was longing for her laughter. For her smiles. For her voice. For her everything. 

"You better watch where you're going," she joked. "You might trip on a mass of seaweed." 

The walk home seemed like hours. We were both vibrating with anticipation by the time we reached the front door. 

The second we were inside the house I had her pinned up against the door. My lips immediately finding hers. Hers were sweet, which had me craving to taste more of her. 

Her legs wrapped around my torso as I lifted her off the ground. My hands firmly gripped her incredible ass. I broke the kiss and moved my lips down to her neck. Her fingers wound their way into my hair. She let out a quiet moan as I nipped under her ear.

"You're so damn sexy," I muttered into her ear. 

She pulled at my hair, detaching my lips from her neck. Her eyes were begging me to take her to my room and have my way with her. I smirked knowing that I wasn't going to give it to her that easily. 

I set her back on the ground. She looked at me puzzled, but her confusion was cut short when I had her pinned against the door again. With one of my hands I brought both of her wrists above her head. With the other hand, I ran one finger from her lips, down her body stopping just above the top of her skirt. 

Her chest was heaving quickly as her eyes squeezed shut. 

"Tell me what you want," I muttered as one of my fingers began teasing the waistline of her skirt. She shook her head. Her heavy breathing was making it hard for her to speak. 

When she still hadn't answered, I removed my finger for the top of her skirt. Her eyes opened in disappoint, but quickly shut again once my hand was trailing up the inside of one of her smooth thighs. I leaned in closer to her. 

"Tell me, sweetheart," I whispered slowly. She shook at the feeling of my breath on her neck.

"Touch me," her unsteady voice begged. My smirk grew larger as I released her wrists. I lifted her up and slung her over my shoulder. She giggled loudly as my hand rested on her butt. 

I nearly ran to my room and threw her onto my bed. I stood at the edge of the bed watching as she shuffled back closer to the pillows. She locked eyes with me waiting for me to make the next move. 

"Are you sure about wanting to do this?" I asked seriously. Her eyes glistened and the sweetest goddamn smile spread across her perfect face. She crawled to the edge of the bed, getting up onto her knees so that she was eye level with me. She kissed me gently, a sensation that was so foreign to me.

"Yes," she whispered. We smiled widely at each other before I found myself on top of her. 

We kissed ardently as our hands explored each others bodies. My shirt was off quickly and she ran her hands down my stomach. Goosebumps broke through my skin at her actions. She noticed and was proud of the affect that she had on me. 

I slowly pulled her shirt over her head. I kissed her once more as I fumbled with her bra clasp. Once it was off my hand immediately grasped one of her breasts, squeezing lightly. My lips traveled down her neck and to her chest. I swiftly took one of her taut nipples into my mouth, sucking until I heard sighs of enjoyment leave her lips. 

My other hand was back between her thighs, inching up towards right where she wanted me. I slipped under her underwear and began rubbing circles on her sensitive bud. She squirmed under my touch, writhing in pleasure. 

My name met her beautiful lips numerous times before I slipped two of my fingers inside of her. I moaned at the feeling of how tight she was. I pumped my fingers in and out of her reveling in the sound of her moans. 

The ringing of my cellphone caught both of our attention, but I continued to work her with my fingers. 

"Just ignore it," I murmured into her neck. She nodded in compliance. 

When it rang again she looked at me confused. I sped up my actions to distract her from the incoming call. She seemed to forget pretty quickly as her hands tightly grabbed onto the comforter. 

When my phone rang for a third time, she gripped onto my wrist, bringing me to a halt. 

"That's the third time," she stated. "You should answer it." I nodded and, unfortunately, peeled myself off of Miley. I pulled my phone out of my pocket.

"This better be fucking important," I growled into the phone once I saw that it was Damon calling.

"It's Morreti, Sir."

"What about him?" I pushed. I could feel Miley's eyes on my concerned face.

"He offered to pay... In full," he replied. My heart sank. The amount that I would be receiving from him was substantial and extremely important for the success of my company. 

I hung up the phone, sinking onto the bed. 

"What's wrong?" she asked. "Was it Damon?" I couldn't bring myself to look at her. 

"Your father has agreed to pay your ransom."

----

Uh ohhhhhhh. Comment and vote!!