EroticReverie

Luca Ricci

The little Italian princess has been doing a damn good job of hiding the past few days, so when I walk out into the back on the phone talking to her father and giving him an update, me and my cock are surprised, and very, very happy to see she's decided to join humanity. 

She's in a little red bikini , sitting in a half submerged lounge chair in the pool, with a tall glass of some frozen drink with an umbrella in it, and her rack looks like it's making that bikini top work fucking overtime. 

I walk over to the pool as I keep talking, and she doesn't open her eyes as she just sits there with her head back, her long brown hair piled on top of her head. I just stare as a few more minutes go by of talking to her father, and when I finally say goodbye and hang up the phone, I slide the phone into my back pocket and slide my hands half into my side pockets and look at her. 

After another minute she gives a sigh and then speaks, without opening her eyes. 

I smile to myself, winning the secret game I was playing. 

"Can I help you?" she says with annoyance. 

"Sure...you can actually...." I say and I wait, and she sighs again and I watch those tits lift as her chest heaves with the sigh and she turns her head, shielding her eyes from the sun. 

"And what can I help you with Luca Ricci?" she asks. 

"You know, you're gonna get tan lines..." I say. "You could always just take the top off." 

Her mouth parts and her hand drops. 

"Did you really just say that?" she asks. I grin. 

"Depends, you gonna take your top off or slap me?" I ask. 

She scowls. 

"Neither, because I wouldnt ever touch you." she says and pushes up out of the chair and slides into the water, grabbing her drink. 

"Oh c'mon Bambi, admit it...you wanna do more than touch me" I tease, baiting her as she rolls her eyes and steps out of the pool, walking up the steps and walks right over to me, and I make a deliberate show of looking at every inch of her. 

I get excited when she reaches for my pants, pulling them around the waist tugging. 

"Oh shit, we really doin this?" I say wide eyed and then curse as I see her other hand move, with the frozen drink in it and she dumps it down the front of my pants keeping her eyes on me. 

"shit that's cold!" I jump around trying to get the cold shit out of my pants. 

She laughs, watching me. 

Natalia Bambi Parisi

I throw my head back and can't help but laugh in absolute victory at making Luca look like a fucking fool. 

"What's going on here?" a serious voice startles me from behind and I turn quickly the empty glass slipping and shattering from my hand. 

I let out a tiny squeak as it shatters around my feet. 

"Shit" I mutter and start to move but Luciano puts hands on both of my shoulders. 

"DONT" he says growling. I freeze and blink upward at him and I can't help but swallow hard and look at his eyes and the half green eye and how fucking sexy he is. 

"You'll step on the glass." he says angrily. "And cut your feet" 

"Well I-" I stop speaking when he takes a step forward, the glass pieces crouching under his perfect leather shoes, and even in the god damn sun he's wearing a fucking suit, and he smells so fucking good when he gets closer and I gasp when he swings his arm down, catching me behind my knees and at my back as he lifts me.

"Oh come on you shoulda let me do that!" Luca says to his brother as he carries me far enough to make sure there's no glass on the ground and then sets me down again carefully. 

"I'll go get um... a broom" I say and Luciano shakes his head. 

"We'll take care of it." he says and I frown slightly. 

"I'm not helpless, I can clean up my m-"

"I SAID, we've got it" Luciano bites out. 

"Yeah Bambi, we don't want you cutting up your fingers, you're gonna need em later when-"

"Dont fucking finish that sentence" Luciano grumbles to his brother and Luca grumbles and rolls his eyes. 

"I'm just kidding. Calm down big brother" he says slapping Luciano's back. 

"Have fun with grumpy Gus here Bambi" he says as he walks inside. 

"I'm sorry." I say. 

His brow lifts. "For?" 

"Your suit is all wet." I say. 

He looks down at the wet fabric and gives a little hmm noise. 

"I'm sure like all fabric does, it will dry." he says. 

I push my tongue into my cheek. 

"I can't tell if you're talking to me like I'm stupid, or trying to be funny." I say. 

I swallow when he steps closer and looks down at me, my breasts almost grazing his chest. 

"Are you stupid Natalia?" he asks, cocking his head slowly. 

My brows pinch. "What? No." I say. 

"Do I look fucking stupid?" I say angrily and throw my hands on my waist and he gives a slow smirk and looks down my body slowly. 

"Right now....you look....." he says and shrugs. 

"I look what?!" I ask. 

"Stupid." he says. 

My eyes flare open wide and I scoff and shake my head. 

"You are such a dick." I growl. 

He shrugs. "I'm honest. So it was either that or a bimbo." he says and my jaw drops. 

I raise my hand to slap him, but my wrist is caught and then pushed behind my back and I yelp as he wraps his arm around me, holding my wrist to my back, and grabbing the other and bringing me flush to his body. 

He leans down and whispers as I squirm in his tight hold. 

"I hit back Natalia, so next time you raise your fucking hand to me, remember that. " he growls. 

"Now go put some fucking clothes on." he says and pushes me from him as if he's disgusted having me that close to him. 

"fucking prick" I mutter and turn and walk right into the house and slam the glass door, hard enough that it fucking shatters and I flinch and Luca and Leo both jump and look to me. 

I turn and look at Luciano who is now walking towards me. 

"You keep breaking shit Natalia and I'll break my fucking hand over your ass." he growls, and his words surprise me and again he picks me up, moves me through the room and sets me down. 

Then without another word, turns and pulls out his phone immediately, and I hear him start to talk about repairing the door as his brothers laugh. 

If he wants to call me a bimbo, and then play knight and shining armor, he can fuck right off. But now I know that my body bothers him, whether he doesn't like it or likes it too much, doesn't matter to me. It's just ammo to piss him off with, and I have plenty of "bimbo" shit to wear around the house this summer.