The third day with Luciano had me grumbling. I was sick and tired of the routine. When I got back home, I couldn't go anywhere or even do anything.
It felt like I was caged and it didn't feel different from being a prisoner. Luciano walked inside the kitchen when I was trying to make ginger tea.
"You should reduce your voice when grumbling." he muttered.
Imagine! Gosh I wish I could commit murder and be heartless like him.
"Don't even start," I warned.
"I'm not doing shit, Tiffany. You're the one grumbling and I don't even get why."
"Oh you don't? I'll tell you fucking why. I am sick and tired of being here. I want to explore the world. Travel to places of my interest and not just sit my ass around you."
Luciano chuckled. "You're so adorable."
I frowned because he couldn't be serious. There's nothing adorable about what I said or how I said it.
"I'm not joking," I reminded him. "I am so fucking serious. I'm really tired."
"You're so full of fantasies, Tiffany. All of which cant happen."
I tried to ignore him but I couldn't. He was getting on my nerves so I held my hands in a fist and breathed out.
"Do you just enjoy being an ass?"
He looked at me and smirked. "Not really but I'll tell you what I enjoy."
I was waiting for his response and he kept smirking. "I enjoy grabbing your ass and feeling you get all moist, dedicate and vulnerable."
The heck! I wanted to hit him but getting close to him might be hell. I frankly love the way he touches me, the way dips his fingers in my pussy and makes me want to fuck again.
His lips, his tongue, his hands, damn, I want his dick inside me, fucking me....
"Huh?" I asked with a furrow on my forehead. What the heck was I thinking!
"Speaking of hard," he continued. "Your nipples are getting hard over there."
I looked down at my shirt and swallowed hard in embarrassment. He was right and he could see that because I wore a silky singlet that could be seen through.
"And now you're making me hard too." Luciano smirked as he clenched his groin.
I wanted to embrace it but Nah.
"Get off it," I scowled and turned to get my tea.
I was expecting him to act differently and maybe let me be but his gaze meant different.
He stood up and walked toward me. "Your nipples look so good."
"Thanks."
"It's been so long I felt and sucked a real breast."
The heck? Do they have fake ones?
"And what does that have to do with me?" I asked with a frown.
"Well, you can change the narrative by letting me suck and finger you. Trust me, I know you want this too."
His hands reached my hands and he squeezed my hands. "Your period ended three days ago. I am so horny Tiffany. Please let me."
He closed the distance between us and he reached for my hair. "I want you so badly," he said. "You have no idea."
I gave a small nod and he quickly locked his lips with mine. I kissed him back and he drew closer to me.
His hands reached for my singlet and I swallowed hard. "Luci-ah, I don't think....."
He fondled my breasts from the singlet I was wearing and just when he was about to take off my shirt, there was a knock on the door.
Pfffff, that was close.
"Fucking hell," I cussed.
"I'll check who it is," he said.
"No," I rebutted. "I'll get the door."
I had no idea why I wanted to get the door myself but a part of me hoped it was just going to he a neighbor I could get rid of and return to Luciano.
He gave a small nod and I walked to the door. I unlocked the bolt and-
"Heyyy!"
"Gladys?" I asked unbelievably. How on earth did she get the address?
"Hey," she chuckled. "My instincts were right." She didn't want for me to invite her in, she just walked in a little.
"Your instincts?" I asked and raised my brow.
"I live in this same building but just the third floor. I saw your car and I knew I had seen that car in school before. It was just a clear cut case of a right guess and-"
"Who is that?" Luciano asked and walked toward the door.
I tried to stop him from coming closer but he already got there.
"Hey!!" Gladys smiled at him. "I didn't plan for us to meet this way."
She obviously look so excited. Like she had been dying to enter here. I hoped the excitement would be less visible on her face as it made Luciano very unfriendly.
"Me neither," he responded coldly. "Maybe you should do this another day."
"What do you mean?" She asked nervously. "I want to see inside."
"I mean you should leave. Now isn't the right time to-"
Gladys giggled. She had a slight frown on her face but didn't let it take over her annoying joyful face.
"But it isn't wrong to-" Gladys paused and frowned immediately.
She must have seen how hard Luciano was because the next thing she did was to turn to face me. Her eyes roam around my chest to my red face.
I became conscious of my swollen lips but I had nothing to do.
"Don't tell me you're fucking your brother." Gladys blurted out.
Shit! Doesn't she have a mouth filter of something. All my brain could come up with was to slap her bit I didn't.
"Of course not!" I yelled and walked away. "I am not doing anything dirty."
I knew I was lying and I hope no one noticed. I looked at Gladys who just shrugged and looked back at Luciano's grion area for a few minutes.
"Hmm," she scoffed and walked to the couch.
She began to stare around as if she was looking for a misplaced item in the house. I was even thinking of a way to get their mind off when I heard his voice.
I kno he never says anything normal.
"What if she was?"
I turned to Luciano and he was sitting on the couch too.
Gladys raised her brow trying to understand. "So you guys are fucking?"
"Do you really want an answer?"
"Oh my god," she scoffed. "This is incest and-"
"Enough," I blurted. I turned to look at Luciano. "What are you doing?" I asked him.
"I'm just joking," he teased and I turned to get a drink for Gladys.
"I'll be right back," I said and excused myself.
I reached the kitchen and sighed. That was so close. I took the juice and turned some into the glass on the tray.
I heard mutters but I wasn't sure who was speaking.
I listened closely and figured it was Gladys' voice.
"You know we could do some really nasty things right?"
She was flirting with Luciano and I felt a sudden rush of adrenaline.
I was irritated but I was more embarrassed at how she was trying to get to him.
I walked back to the sitting room and Gladys already had her hands-on his leg.
I cleared my throat and she adjusted.
"I'm not letting you go anywhere," Luciano blurted.
I turned to look at him. I dropped the glass of juice on the table and swallowed hard.
I was pissed but I couldn't let this turn out this way.
"Please," I started. "I have to get some things. I haven't gone to the market."
"Really?" He asked me.
"Yes," I responded. "There are a few essential things I need. Just let me go to the market."
"I'll drive you then," he said and stood up.