03-03-2025, 12:36 AM
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Lucio Pirozzi
Lucio took her to a little whole in the wall diner. It served Italian food that reminded him of home. Alex had recommended it when they'd spoken on the phone -- reminded her of home. And he'd been surprised to find out it had been true.
While they road in the town car behind the closed divider Lucio couldn't keep his hands from Rachel. It was intentional. He wanted to fuel her need for him sexually. His fingers finding intimate parts and rubbing until she moaned. But his touch was also sending her the feelings he wasn't a secret. She could desire him but she couldn't let others see how much she wanted him. That was their secret. For them alone. He leaned into her and whispered those same words. "You can't get distracted by me. You have to finish your Masters. I'll be disappointed if you slip behind." But his fingers kept her going, he wanted her to want him so bad she'd agree to anything he asked. Or suggest it herself. That would be a grand accomplishment. Make her want it so bad she drove the interaction.
But he didn't want her so deep she was useless either. He might have to ignore her for a little while. Though he would miss her body next to his.