The charm of Mr. De Luca

Self Satisfaction

Coco was done getting dressed when Francesca just came out of the bathroom with a mini dress that made the girl look even more adorable. Francesca looked sad because that afternoon Coco was going back to Brescia. He hugged the lover tightly from behind, making Coco who was tidying her hair immediately fell silent and looked at the image of the two of them from the mirror reflection. “When will you come back here again?” ask Francesca spoiled. He buried his face behind Coco's shoulders.

“I will definitely take the time to come. You know I have to focus on my work, Francy,” Coco said, turning her body upside down. He then gently stroked Francesca's long hair. “Karen that I want us to get married soon,” hope. Francesca did not answer. He still looks doubtful.

“Say you want to have many children. Take it easy, I will not mind it,” Coco joked that immediately made the serious face of the lover become radiant again. Francesca smiled widely as she responded.

“What did Mia tell you?” search Francesca with eyes full of curiosity.

“Nothing, that's all. However, one sentence has managed to make me choke,” Coco chirped while returning to laugh amusedly. He then grabbed Francesca's slender body until it docked with him. Coco's tattooed burly arms, tightly coiled around the girl's slender waist. One, two friendly kisses seemed never enough to make them willing to separate again, with a distance of more than 500 Km.

Coco dribbles her body as long as the lover to retreat to lean against the wall. As in the western country's typical ero-drama scene, the man held Francesca's hands straight up and held her against the wall with his left hand, while his right hand reached the waist of the girl who is now back resigned in her fondling.

Luma for the sake of lumaatan accompanied the warming scene of the two lovebirds. Coco moved her hands down and started down Francesca's beautiful hips. Without stopping kissing, the man took down a little jogger pants that he was wearing. A moment later, he also released his hand and lowered Francesca's body. Coco lets the girl continue the unfinished work.

Francesca used both of her knees as a support, while Coco regressed her athletic body slightly, with the arms she attached to the wall. Coco then placed a forehead over her arm, as Francesca made the desire for maleness in the man even more powerful. Helaan heavy breathing continues to slide and race with the agile motion of the hazel-eyed girl in satisfying the lover.

The sturdy man was unable to withstand the turmoil that was too deep. He closed his eyes tightly. The feeling was so rumbling like a mountain was about to erupt. After a while, Coco then pulled herself from within Francesca's mouth and forced the lava out with her own hands. The liquid gushed, and melted at the corner of the lover's lips. Francesca cringed a little as she felt the warmth from the remnants of desire that had been completely vented.

Coco breathed in with gasps. While his forehead was still fixed on the tattooed arm. Slowly, the brown-eyed man opened his closed eyes. He then lowered his head and smiled at Francesca who looked up at him. Coco then helped the girl to stand up. He took some tissue from the dressing table, and wiped the cheeks and corners of the lover's lips. A satisfied smile spread perfectly on his handsome face.

“You cheated!” cibir Francesca turned her face away from Coco. Coco just laughed.

“I'm in a hurry. Next time we continue,” he said reasoned. Francesca did not seem to accept it. The girl dodged and sat at the end of the bed. Coco approached and sat down nearby.

Seeing the attitude of Francesca who continued to sulk, he then changed positions. Coco went down and knelt before the girl. “I told you, let's get married soon. I want us to be able to live together soon. It doesn't matter if we're married or not, but I don't like relationships like that. I want us to live together only after there is a sacred bond of marriage, not just stay under one roof and make love at all times,” soft said the curly-haired man filled with seduction, make the heart of any woman touched. Francesca is no exception of course. However, just as the girl was about to respond to Coco's remark, there was a knock on the door of the room.

“Ricci, are you done? In a moment Theo will explode because from earlier waiting for you for a long time,” Mia's soft voice sounded from behind that door.

Coco glanced at Francesca after she had previously looked towards the door. “Really right? Your sister-in-law must now have a beard fire,” Coco said as she stood up. He then tidied himself up before deciding to leave the room.

However, just a few steps, Francesca's hand has pulled the end of her back shirt. “When you're going to Rome l

agi?” tanyanya.

Coco retreated and turned her back. He looked at his lover fixedly as he slipped Francesca's long hair behind his ears. “Quickly, Francy. If my job in the workshop is done, I will come right here and pick you up,” Coco replied gently.

Again Francesca looked sad and slightly down. Hurry Coco grabbed her chin and raised that pretty face. “Do you want to come with me?” Coco asked back.

“Another year, I'll graduate college. Can we ...”

“After you, Amico!” matteo's voice that opened the door of the room wide, cut Francesca's sentence just like that.

“Jeez, Theo! Can't wait for you, ck!” Coco clucked in annoyance. Plus the arrival of Marco who pops his head behind Matteo.

“Take it easy, Coco. There I am here who will take care of them both,” said Marco as he moved his eyebrows.

“As far as you are concerned,” Coco ignored the two people who were looking at her from that doorstep. She turned to Francesca, then kissed her lover's forehead and lips once again. It was heavy for Coco to leave Francesca alone in the room. However, he recalls that Marco stayed in the apartment, making Coco a little relieved.

“I'll call after I get there,” Coco promised Francesca before her body completely disappeared behind the door and was replied with a soft nod from her lover.

In the living room, Coco continued to follow Matteo's footsteps while grumbling. He wore a jacket and sunglasses when he drove to Rome. “I also have a lot of work, just like you. However, I don't want to rush!” skink. Despite this, he followed Matteo until the three entered the elevator and descended into the basement.

“I'm sorry my husband, Ricci. You just calm down. I'll have Francesca come to Brescia for next semester's holiday,” entertain Mia while patting Coco's shoulder slowly.

“Really? So Francy is on holiday soon?” coco's urgency immediately disappeared, changing into a cheerful look.

“Yes, did Francy not tell you?” Mia frowned full of astonishment.

“Oh, that .. no,” replied Coco half nervous and disappointed. However, a moment later he turned to Mia while laughing. “Looks like I know why Francy didn't tell me,” a lot later.

“Why?” sahut Matteo and Mia simultaneously.

“Maybe he wants to surprise me, like three years ago,” replied Coco confidently.

“Three years ago?” Mia again put on a face mimic does not understand. While Theo just fell silent, waiting for Coco's next explanation.

“Eh, that ... m-I mean .. forget!” coco was grateful that the open elevator door had saved her. He walked quickly to Theo's luxury car parked not far from the elevator door. Coco immediately turned on the remote, until the car's auto lock was open.

“We continue this conversation when we get to Casa de Luca. After this, I'll hold the wheel. I hope you don't come after me with questions. I want to focus on driving!” open the door and sit behind the wheel. Coco waited until Matteo and Mia entered the car, then drove off at moderate speed.

A few hours passed by the three people without feeling. After handing over the car keys to Nico, Coco hurriedly said goodbye to the couple and ran to her motorcycle. He just didn't want Mia to bring up the question about three years ago between herself and Francesca.

Coming home to the workshop was a good idea that Coco had in mind. At least, that's what he thought.

In her mind, Coco had imagined that she would relax on her beloved sofa before starting work.

However, Coco's wishful thinking was far different from the reality that was in front of her eyes right now. The front door of his workshop was half open, making him have to enter in a vigilant position.

Coco grabbed the item on the front page of the workshop. At that time, he only found an old iron bar that had rusted. Grasping the iron was strong, then stepped quietly and entered.

Coco was already about to cast the iron when she saw the figure of someone walking in the front room. But soon he held it because the figure was just a girl. “Lucia? What are you doing here?” exclaim Coco.