Au Pair

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© 2017 Luna Black

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The rest of the day I spent it cuddled up to Luca's side. He was working on a new programme and I watched as he typed away on his computer. Numbers were flying by on the screen and all I could do was wonder how all those codes made something.

He typed extremely fast and knew exactly what he was doing, it was so hot to watch him concentrate so much on his work. He took breaks in between sections to kiss me and would answer any question I had.

I admired that so much about him. He was so patient and explained everything to the best of his ability for me to understand – and he was an amazing teacher because I didn't know jackshit about encoding.

"You look so cute with glasses on," I commented, glancing up at him. My head was laying against the pillow next to him and my lips brushed against his shoulders whenever I spoke.

Luca smiled. "Only cute?"

I grinned, shaking my head. "Extremely sexy."

He chuckled, turning his head and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead. "Thank you, amor."

Whenever he called me amor my heart trembled in my chest. I had to go talk to a doctor because that wasn't normal and I didn't really like it. Butterflies filled my stomach and made me want to throw up.

"Are you almost done?" I nestled my head back against the pillow and near his shoulder.

"Almost done with this draft," he sighed. "Why? Did you want to do something?"

I shook my head. "No, it's okay. I was just wondering."

He eyed me momentarily, then smiled and saved his work before closing his laptop. Luca turned his body to face me and placed his hand on my hip. "Have I told you how beautiful of a woman you are?"

Again, my heart skipped. I probably have arrhythmia or something. "Yes..."

He chuckled, cupping my face in one hand and kissed me deeply. "I think you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen."

"Oh, really?" I grinned, looking at his swollen lips. They were slightly pink from my lipstick, but it wasn't too noticeable. "You're just saying that because you're my boyfriend."

He nipped at my neck, making me giggle as he enveloped me in his arms and pressed a soft kiss to the spot he had just bitten. "I thought that before you asked me to date you."

I wrapped my arms around his back and breathed, "Damn, I really did that."

"You did," he whispered, pressing soft kisses to my neck. He probably didn't mean them to turn me on, or maybe he did – whatever his intentions were, I was getting hot and bothered by his touches. "I've wanted to for a long time, but I figured you were more comfortable with what we had."

I shrugged, running my fingers through his soft hair. "I was, in a way. I mean," I cleared my throat, trying to explain, "you weren't with anybody else and we basically spent every day together."

He nodded, gently kissing the underside of my jaw. "I was antsy. I did not want to share you with anyone, but I also did not want to scare you away."

"It doesn't matter now," I smiled, "you're mine."

Luca chuckled, resting his head on my chest, so that his cheek was pressed against my breast. "Todo tuyo, hermosa."

I didn't say anything else for a bit. I just ran my fingers through his hair and continued cuddling him. It felt great, I loved it.

"Are we still on for Mrs. Maggie's this Friday?"

He nodded, running his fingers up and down my side. "Yes." His phone began to ring on the table and he groaned, reaching over to grab it. "I have a conference call in five minutes," he sighed, "do you mind if I take it?"

I shook my head. "Not at all, go make that money."

Luca laughed, watching as I stood up and his eyes travelled down my body. He groaned again and said, "You make me want to quit my job and devote my life to fücking you senseless."

"Mm," I bit my bottom lip, grinning deviously, "that sounds like a very honourable job." I climbed on his lap and he squeezed my ass, rubbing it gently. "How about...we have some fun?"

He raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Well," I slid my hands down his chest, "do you remember when you went to Tokyo and we were FaceTiming?" He nodded. "I was thinking we could do something like that."

"I don't think I'm following you very well, hermosa."

I grinned, deviously and licked my bottom lip. "Just because you'll be with someone on the phone, doesn't mean that we have to stop all fun. In fact, I want to see how long you can last with my mouth on your cöck before the other person realises something is happening."

His eyes darkened and I could already feel all the blood swelling his dïck. "It's a video call conference, Daniela."

"Even better."

"Very well," he stood up, taking his laptop to the kitchen table and patiently set up the call while I moved the other chairs, so I could crawl underneath.

I grinned up at him, pulling his sweats down his legs. I rubbed his dïck through his boxers and he groaned, biting his lip as he reached down to tighten my hand around himself. He opened his mouth to say something, but a ding on the computer signalled the start of the call and he breathed in deeply.

Precum oozed out and I rubbed my thumb against the head of his dïck, just teasing him. I wasn't paying attention to the details of their conversation, I just know that it was a man and they were talking about some shares.

It was rather boring, so I just focused all my thoughts on sucking Luca off. His hand would sometimes reach down to grab my hair and pull me closer and I had to force myself not to gag too loudly.

"Are you alright?" The man asked, concerned over Luca's sudden coughing fit. He had been trying to hide the string of curses he was saying under his breath.

"Yeah," Luca nodded, his face quite reddish, "just a little under the weather."

"Ah, I understand. I was a little sick myself a couple of days ago. If you want, we can cut the call short and you can rest. I just wanted to verify all the information with you before we went on with the process."

Luca nodded again, tightening his hold on my hair when I sucked him harder into my mouth. "Y-yeah," his voice sounded strained, "we can do that. Thank you for calling, Mike."

"No problem, Mr. Valente, I hope you feel better."

He ended the call and slammed his laptop shut. "Come here."

I gladly climbed on his lap.

For some reason, knowing that I was now his girlfriend made the sex even better.

~*~

The rec centre gymnasium was decorated beautifully. The decorations were kept light and dispersed throughout. It was almost like stepping into a time machine and the elderly people present seemed to love it.

Mrs. Maggie gasped quietly, looking at everything with wide eyes and held unto Luca's arm tightly. He smiled down at her, then at me and we waited patiently for her to take everything in.

Her eyes watered and she turned to me with a sad smile. "I have so many happy memories coming back."

My heart turned in my chest. "Mrs. Maggie!"

She shook her head, sniffling and pulled us to a table on the far-left corner of the room. My black heels clacked against the glossy, hardwood floor of the gymnasium and I glanced around.

Luca and I seemed to be the only young people present. Well, at least the only ones with their elder relative - and it made me sad for the other ancianitos, but happy that Mrs. Maggie had me and didn't need to be alone like they were.

"They outdid themselves," Mrs. Maggie spoke proudly as Luca helped her to her seat.

I nodded, sitting next to her and said, "It really looks like a 1950s party."

The tables had pink and black record coverings with frilly decorations hanging from the ceiling. The tables looked like huge vinyl records with lots of checkered patterns. It was almost like stepping inside the set of Grease.

More people began filing in, slowly making their way to the tables and I watched as Luca and Mrs. Maggie spoke animatedly about her memories with Noah.

I smiled, leaning on my hand as I watched them and admired Luca's simple, but sexy costume.

We figured that since it was a 50s theme party, most of the people would come in Grease costumes. Most men would be greasers and the girls would look like Sandy or one of the Pink Ladies.

That's why we decided on being a little different. He dressed as a nerd (extremely fitting for who he was) and I just had a halter top dress with my hair up.

He wore dark grey slacks, a blue buttoned cardigan with a crisp white shirt underneath and a pinned black tie. His hair was slicked to the side and he sported a pair of geeky glasses.

I took so many pictures and ogled them on the way to the party. He looked so freaking handsome, I couldn't wait to get him naked.

My dress was red with white polka dots and I wore a red bow on my hair. My lips were a dark red and I could tell Luca liked them because he couldn't stop looking at them with dark eyes.

"You look so beautiful, Dani-love," Mrs. Maggie commented and Luca agreed.

I grinned. "Thank you, Mrs. Maggie."

Once most of the tables were filled with guests, the party director stepped up to the makeshift stage with all the band instruments and thanked everyone for coming.

After she thanked the people that helped decorating and making everything impossible, she introduced the band that would be playing music for the night and reminded everyone of the refreshments at the far corner of the centre. Finally, she spoke about the food that would come and encouraged everyone to have a good time.

Just like Luca and I had guessed, most of the people present wore Grease costumes. It was kind of cute because everyone seemed so ecstatic about what was happening.

They spoke animatedly amongst themselves and the atmosphere felt so light and friendly that it was almost impossible to not catch unto the buzz.

"Why don't you guys go out and dance?" Mrs. Maggie asked. "You're young! Go make the most of the night!"

I laughed, shrugging. Luca smiled, holding his hand out. "Would you like to dance?"

"How kind of you," I responded in a posh accent and took his hand.

He led us out to the middle of the dance floor and placed his hands on my waist. There were they couples on the floor, but we were certainly the youngest.

The band began to play a song that I immediately recognised. It was Paul Anka and he was definitely one of my favourites. Mrs. Maggie has gotten me addicted to his voice and sweet lyrics.

The music was gentle and rather romantic, I couldn't help but feel light and extremely content. I wanted to burst with happiness.

Luca twirled me around, making me giggle as he spun me back into his arms. His arms held mine across my stomach in a crisscross position, so that my back was pressed against his firm chest.

I closed my eyes, humming along to the song and Luca murmured the lyrics near my ear.

"Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me warm, make me feel like I've been born."

I giggled when he twirled me around again to face him and pressed a gentle peck to my lips.

"Hold me, hold me, right, tonight, tonight, my love, tonight."

I couldn't put into words what he made me feel. The feelings were indescribable, but I felt happy, extremely so. I never wanted this feeling to end or go away. It was like my own personal high.

The soft music suddenly ended and a more upbeat rhythm began. I laughed, quickly recognising the tune and Luca murmured the lyrics.

"Summer loving, had me a blast."

I grinned at him and sang back, "Summer loving happened so fast!"

More people began to walk to the dance floor to dance to the renowned Summer Nights and I continued laughing as Luca kept singing and dancing.

Soon everyone was singing and dancing, filling the rec centre with a contagious sort of happiness. Those that didn't have partners or couldn't dance clapped their hands and sang loudly.

We danced a couple more numbers until my hair was sticking to my face and my dress was making me feel extremely uncomfortable. I needed to desperately take a cold shower and get naked. Dancing with Luca was fun and he surprisingly kept up with my crazy moves.

I didn't think he could swing dance, he just didn't seem like the type, but he proved me totally wrong. His hips were moving swiftly and rhythmically. If he only knew how hot he looked dancing, he would stop and let me ravage him. even if it was in the public bathroom.

I wouldn't mind putting toilet paper on the floor and kneeling for him...

"Man," I breathed out, reaching for a cup of water, "I am sweating like a pig!"

Mrs. Maggie laughed, handing me a napkin to wipe away the sweat on my forehead and said, "You guys looked very happy. Did you have fun?"

I nodded, grinning as I sat beside her. Luca sat next to me and drank lots of water. "My gringito can dance." I pat his thigh, squeezing it lightly and he chuckled, shaking his head as he did so.

"Would you like to dance with this old lady, Luca?" Mrs. Maggie smiled, "Or are you too tired for one more?"

"It'd be an honour," he returned the warm smile and quickly stood to guide her to the dancefloor.

I grinned, watching them contently and sighed, happily. They were the two most important people in my life. I could burst at how happy I was that they were getting along so well. They meant the world to me.

"I'm guessing you're Daniela, Margaret's daughter?" The woman that had been speaking to Mrs. Maggie before I came along asked.

My heart skipped a beat at the introduction and I bit my bottom lip. "I...yeah, that's me." She considered me a daughter. I could have cried, then. She knew I considered her a maternal figure, but I didn't think she saw me as a daughter.

It was like the final piece I needed in my life. Like, I could finally get that family that I always wanted. I had Mrs. Maggie, Toby, and Luca; I was set for life and it felt like nothing could ruin that.

"I'm Agatha," she crooned, smiling, "I'm one of Margaret's friends." Her voice was rich and deep, almost like a jazz singer. Her hair was slightly greying; if she had coloured it, I wouldn't have guessed her age. The melanin in her skin definitely helped her fool everyone!

"Nice to meet you," I smiled, not knowing what else to say.

"Margaret speaks very highly of you," she murmured, turning to look at Mrs. Maggie and Luca dancing. I was slightly jealous because the song was by Frank Sinatra and she was dancing with Luca; two of my favourite things in the world.

I nodded, smiling down at my hands. "I love her."

"Thank you for taking care of her and always coming to see her; you're a good child. Some of us are left here to rot and be forgotten. It's refreshing to see someone care so much for their mother."

"She's done so much for me," I spoke softly, feeling slightly sentimental, "I love her more than anything and I don't know what I would do without her."

Agatha realised the sudden change of mood in me and tried to change the subject. "I know the feeling. See that man over there?" She pointed to a man up on the stage, singing Fly Me to the Moon. "That's my Robert. We've been married for 52 years."

"Wow," I gasped. People like them gave me hope of being with someone for a long time. "That's amazing."

"And hard," she joked, chuckling, "but I wouldn't trade him for the world. How long have you and that handsome young man been together?"

I blushed, grinning. "We just started dating, but we've been...talking for almost five months."

"Ah," she sighed, "I remember those days. Cherish these times, it's when you start realising all their flaws and start loving those."

"You are all I along for, all I worship and adore. In other words, please be true, in other words; I love you." Luca winked in my direction, laughing quietly at something Mrs. Maggie said and I felt my heart threatening to crawl up my throat.

I could like him all I wanted, that was an emotion I could handle, but loving him...loving him terrified me. And I was growing more and more afraid of him loving me. I was too fücked up to be loved, my mother had made it clear.

Once the song finished, the director announced the opening of the buffet and Mrs. Maggie and Luca returned to the table. The music stopped for a short break, so the musicians could eat and all thoughts and fears of loving Luca moved to the back of my head while we ate.

Robert came to the table to check up on Agatha and my heart fluttered in my chest at how sweet he was to her even after being married for 52 years. It was obvious in his eyes that he loved and cherished her. That's what I wanted in my life.

Whilst we ate, we spoke animatedly to each other. Mrs. Maggie joked around, telling me how Luca made her feel 50 years younger when they danced even if he only had eyes for me.

The rest of the night went by smoothly, but I was ready to go back home and take a long, hot shower. All the dancing proved just how out of shape I truly was. Before the staff began to clean up, they played one final song.

They called for all the couples to share the final dance and under pressure from both Mrs. Maggie and Agatha, Luca and I went up to dance.

He placed his hands on my waist, smiling down at me sweetly and whispered, "Just in case I haven't told you enough; you look beautiful tonight."

I smiled, pressing my face against the crook of his neck and murmured, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," he spoke softly, his lips brushing against my ear.

"For everything," I added, "for making Mrs. Maggie happy and for coming and just," I sighed, "you're an amazing man, Luca; thank you."

He squeezed me gently, pressing a gentle kiss to the side of my head and whispered, "You deserve the world, cariño."

I hugged him back and sighed, not knowing what to say to that. He didn't know just what he made me feel and I wasn't sure I could explain it either. I closed my eyes, savouring the feel of his strong arms around me, holding me securely, and continued swaying to Paul Anka's Put Your Head on My Shoulder.

"Just a kiss goodnight, maybe, you and I will fall in love."

Luca breathed in deeply, gently pulling back and looked down at me with wide, crazed eyes. "Jesus, Daniela, I-"

The fear of knowing what he was going to say next forced me to silence him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed him, deeply. I kissed him as if my life depended on it, because, in a way, if he told me he loved me and I lost him, I wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Show me that you love me, too."

~*~

The ride back to Luca's apartment was silent. It wasn't uncomfortable or awkward. I was tired and he seemed rather focused on the road. His left hand was on the steering wheel and his right hand was on mine. His thumb caressed the inside of my palm gently and the sensation just heightened my sleepiness.

I didn't say anything as I went into the shower and he didn't seem to have any plans to follow me in. I didn't mind, either. Being alone would hopefully help to clear up my thoughts. I was having an internal battle; my heart and mind were at war over what was right.

My heart was so sure of it; so sure, of us. But my mind was terrified, my mind knew the repercussions of what could potentially happen if I allowed my heart to win. But that's all they were; what ifs.

Before saying goodbye, Mrs. Maggie thanked me for a wonderful night. She said that she saw Noah and herself in Luca and me. She said that Luca's feelings for me were obvious and that I had to stop being so afraid of my past. That I had to let him love me because his intentions were pure; they were true.

I thought that being alone in the shower would help clear my thoughts, but they just worsened. I groaned, shutting the water and got dressed after drying myself. Luca seemed to be busy in his own head as well because he walked right by me without saying a word and I only realised it when I heard the water turning on.

The lights in his room were off, but the window blinds were open, allowing the light of the moon to shine in. The glow was soft and rather romantic, I just wanted him to finish in the shower and hold me while we slept.

I climbed in his bed, hiding under the covers and breathed in deeply. I was losing myself in him so badly that I even loved the scent of his freaking detergent. Ay, Daniela, te jodiste.

I had almost drifted off into a peaceful sleep, but the moment my body felt Luca's warmth rubbing off against me, I was fully awake. I turned to look at him and smiled. He was so fücking handsome that it made me want to cry.

My hand rubbed his cheek gently and he smiled, turning his head slightly to the side to kiss my hand.

"Come here, mi diosa," he whispered and I followed his request like a trained puppy.

His mouth met mine immediately and I lost all restraint in the world. I felt free and loved; but above all, I felt complete.

My arms quickly wrapped around him and I closed my eyes, loving the feel of his lips against mine. He was so caring and perfect with all of his movements, so delicate.

"Dani," he began, but I didn't want him to speak and ruin what was happening between us. I wouldn't let him. I pulled him back down, wanting his mouth to be too busy to talk, but he had other plans in mind. "Daniela," his voice was rougher, stricter and I would be lying if I said I didn't squirm at the feel of the wetness growing between my legs.

He pushed me down on the bed, propping himself on one elbow and looked down at me. He pressed on hand against my cheek, caressing me gently and lovingly. His eyes were intense and they held the same crazed look from earlier.

My heart began to quicken in my chest, it seemed like my body knew what was coming, but my mind was trying its hardest to not pay attention. To try and cause a distraction to avoid the conversation that was coming.

"You stopped me earlier, but I'm not letting you stop me now." He looked down at my mouth, then up at me eyes and whispered, "I refuse to wait until it's too late. I know we've only been officially dating for a week, but I don't care."

"Luca," I whispered, weakly, begging for him not to continue.

"I love you, Daniela," he spoke passionately, the crazed look in his eyes intensifying, "I am in love with you and I don't expect you to feel the same way, but I needed to let you know."

In that split second, I managed to feel every emotion known to man. I thought I was going to fall apart because it all felt too much. The most prominent emotion was fear, so I went with my gut.

My chest tightened and I let out a shaky breath. I couldn't breathe properly, then. My eyes began to blur with tears and I quickly pushed him away, standing up from the bed. I searched for my things wildly, blindly, tripping over my shoes and purse, but I didn't care. I had to get away from him.

"Daniela?" He frowned, turning the lights on and tried to help me calm down, but I couldn't. I was having a panic attack, all because he told me he loved me. "Daniela!" He grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look at him and wiped the tears sliding down my cheeks. "Corazón, no llores."

That just made me want to cry harder. How pathetic was I?! I was crying because he loved me and it wasn't even happy tears; I was genuinely afraid.

"What's wrong? Tell me what's wrong, so I can fix it."

I shook my head, sniffling, "You can't fix it."

"Daniela," he sighed, "talk to me."

I blinked, trying to make his face clearer and shook my head. "You can't love me!" He opened his mouth to speak, but I shook my head again. "I'm too fücked up for that. Once you love me, you'll leave and I've grown too attached to be okay with that."

"Daniela-"

"This stupid girl has abandonment issues," I laughed through my tears, "all through my life I've been told I'm not good enough. And at the risk of sounding like a dramatic pendeja, I'm not good enough for your love."

Luca shook his head, pulling me in for a hug and held me tightly. "I told you I'm not leaving you, hermosa."

"I was engaged once, Luca, and he left. He made a promise to love me and just left. I don't think..." I shivered, "I won't survive you leaving me. I'm not as strong as I look on the outside."

He was quiet for a couple of minutes, just hugging me, comforting me until I wasn't a crying mess anymore. Now that the high of emotions had rolled off, I felt embarrassed as hell. Who the fück cried because someone told them they loved them?!

"The difference between that idiot and I, is that I genuinely love you, Daniela. I want only you and if I have to spend the rest of my life proving to you, that I will never leave, then so be it." He rubbed his hand against my back, "I'll even sign a contract, if you want. I'll be bounded by law to love you."

I snorted, shaking my head. "That's called marriage."

He chuckled, pulling back to look at me and whispered, "Please don't close off on me now. Let me love you. Let me be everything that asshole couldn't be."

I looked down at my hands and breathed in deeply. At least I wasn't crying anymore. "It's more than that."

"Then, tell me and we can try to do something about it. Just don't leave me like this."

I bit my bottom lip, thinking over for a split second and nodded. If I told him and he decided to leave, then I had done my part. "But I don't want to talk about it now. I need a break from crying."

"Understandable," He nodded, cupping my cheek and kissed me gently. "Let me show you just how much I love you in a much more physical way."

~*~

When you're told every day that you're not worth being loved, you end up with a couple of issues, so I hope y'all understand a bit where Daniela is coming from. Next chapter is rather romantic and Dani will reveal some secrets (: The drama is coming, but not yet, so don't worry lol

I got an overwhelming amount of support from you guys and I appreciate you all so much. I love you guys, thanks for all the kind words. My Doctor confirmed that my birth control was giving me bad side effects; that's why I was struggling with suicide. I got help and I'm doing better now! So, please don't worry! <3

xo, Luna