The next two days went by faster than I would've liked.

Saturday, we spent the day home in each other's arms. Then he taught me how to make pizza saus and we ate the pizza we made for lunch. Then in the evening, we went to a restaurant that Luca frequented. It was not Italian like I thought it would be, but it was a Mexican one.

I stuffed myself with so many types of food I felt like I was going to explode. All of my energy was burned during the night before and the day because of Luca.

Sunday he wanted me to go to church with him.

My mom is Christian, so during Easter and Christmas, when we were still young, we always went to church. But it lessened as we got older. So I decided that I'd go with him. But then I remembered I didn't bring appropriate clothes for church with me.

"Luca, I have nothing to wear." I had told him. He grabbed my hand, and we walked until we were in his parents' bedroom. He kept dragging me till he opened the walk-in closet.

"Pick something from my mom's clothes. You are around the same size, I guess."

My eyes widened, "are you crazy?" I looked around and saw she had a lot of suits and professional attire. "What if she finds out?"

He shrugged, "she won't. And if she did, we have a good explanation."

I ventured out and took a deeper look. Almost everything is brand name, and they looked like they were worn once or twice max. There was no wrinkle in sight.

My eyes had caught attention of a royal blue plain dress. It had a square neckline, and it reached below the knees. I had decided that I would just wear it after Luca said we can put it in the washing machine afterwards and his mother will never find out.

The church we went to was not that big, but it was full with people. Luca had introduced me to everyone as he knew them all. Every time he said that I'm his girlfriend, I wanted to do a happy dance.

But of course I refrained.

Afterward, he took me to a fancy Italian restaurant. And I wasn't surprised when the chef came out to greet him. Someone would think he was a known business man. But I think with how successful his parents are, he is bound to be known and loved by many people.

We had drank some really expensive tasting wine. Just by how the server held the bottle and the rich color of it, I knew for a fact that it must cost a lot.

We had come back to campus early evening. Before we left, I cleaned and disinfected the kitchen island a hundred times. Luca just kept laughing at me and teasing me. He had lifted me multiple time and sat me on the island. But this time I didn't let him do anything, and I forced him to keep it in his room, like his mother had instructed him.

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Thanksgiving is just next week. My mom is having her annual thanksgiving dinner for the football team earlier than usual, as some of them have to fly out to their families.

Luca will be attending for the first time and hopefully for more to come in the future.

Spending a weekend with him felt so good and right that an idea popped into my head. I have to ask Ben more about it during dinner tomorrow, though.

Now as I'm getting dressed to go to my mom's, mom texts me saying the turkey is halfway done. She's been sending pictures and updated the entire day to Ben and I via our group-chat. This year, she's more excited because both her children are bringing their partner.

My eyes fall to the Polaroid picture of Luca on my vanity. It's at the beach, he's smiling that half crooked smile that has my panties melting.

He's so freaking cute. And sexy.

Luca wanted to ride with me in his car today, said he didn't want to enter my house alone when so many people are there. Of course, I had to take the opportunity to have some alone time with him before all the chaos that's bound to happen during dinner.

The last two weeks after spending the weekend with him went by in slow motion. We had so many deadlines before the holiday and we didn't see each other much. I didn't even see Sara much, even though she is my roommate.

Since the weather has been chillier, I wore pants that flare from the knee down. On top I have a white crop top, but I'm taking a jacket with me for when we get back in the evening.

My phone pings, and when I check it, a smile stretches across my face.

Luca (aka my boyfriend): Hey, baby
I'm ready
Should I come to your room?

I reply that I'll meet him in the parking lot. After one last time checking myself in the mirror and making sure I have everything with me, I dart out to the living room. Sara is on her laptop, she has a deadline and will arrive later.

Walking up to her, I kiss her cheek. "I'm going. I'll see you there, babes."

"Yeah. Drive safe."

When I arrive at the parking lot, my eyes immediately fall on the tall, dark and handsome figure of Luca Monaro. My boyfriend.

I still get giddy every time I say that in my mind.

He straightens up as I get closer to him. He's wearing black slacks with a dark green dress shirt. But there's something different than usual.

Only the two top buttons are undone, instead of his usual three.

When I'm standing in front of him, he pulls me flush to his body. We stare into each other's eyes, then our mouths clash together in a longing kiss. I have only seen him last Monday and today is Saturday.

"Hey." He murmurs against my lips.

"Hey, baby. I missed you."

He groans and kisses me again.

After we break apart, my hands reach out to his third button, and I undo it. He chuckles.

"I wanted to appear more appropriate."

"There's no such thing as appropriate when it comes to you." I kiss his cheek.

He opens my door, and I get into his black Mustang car.

He only brings this car to campus for special occasions. According to him.

The thirty-minute ride goes smoothly, with not much traffic thankfully.

I can hear my mom's voice before we make it inside. She is talking with what I can only assume is Benny.

"Benjamin! Stop eating and actually help me set the table."

"I'm multitasking, mom."

"Agh." I can imagine her throwing her hands in the air. Benny knows exactly how to push her buttons, and she takes this dinner more seriously than necessary.

We put our jackets in the closet, then I clasp his hand and we walk to the source of the sound.

I see Ben pulling a spoon out of his mouth, when he sees me he grins and jogs to me. He hugs me and it makes me release my hand from Luca's.

"Bells." He kisses my head after he puts me down and then he gives Luca the manly hug. Which means; they clasp hands, circle the other arm around the other person, then give a slap or two on the back.

It's kind of funny to look at.

"Is everyone here already?" I ask as I go hug mom.

She hugs me tightly and rubs my back a little. "No. Sara and Alex, Jacey, Jacob and a couple more. Ben is driving me insane I can't remember who they were."

Mom gives Luca a warm hug, and he gives her the tiramisu he made. When she turns to put it in the fridge, he winks. My face heats at the memory that it brings.

For the next couple hours, we all help around with the preparations. There are two big ass turkeys. There are going to be seventeen people here, including me. She also made the other typical thanksgiving food.

After almost everything is ready, with only the big birds in the oven. We all make it out to the patio. The weather is nice, since the fireplace is on.

I take this as the opportunity to ask Ben what I had in mind. I didn't want to tell Sara and Luca when I didn't know if it was possible or not.

Ben told me it is possible and now I can't wait to tell them.

As I'm opening the sliding door to the patio, I catch sight of blonde hair.

Jace.

I smile and walk fast to him and hug him. I haven't seen him in a while. When we had our arrangement going on, we would see each other at least once a week. But after I got with Luca, the only time I got to see him was during parties or before and after his games. And even during those parties, he'll be busy with other people that we don't have enough time to catch up and talk.

He puts me down and pecks my cheek. "Hey, sexy." He lets out a low whistle while eyeing my outfit, and I roll my eyes. I go to greet the other players that have arrived with Jace and come back to stand next to Jace. He puts his arm around my shoulder.

We talk for a few minutes and when I meet Luca's gaze, I suddenly remember that I wanted to talk to him about this.

He is holding a drink; he lifts it in the air in cheers, then takes a sip and faces Jacob again.

I get a weird feeling in my stomach.

Luca has never been jealous once. Not even when I get kind of touchy with some of my guy friends. But seeing the look in his eyes of him seeing me here, standing with Jace's arm around my shoulder, makes me believe he isn't fond of this.

"Hey, I'll be right back."

He messes my hair. Like everyone does. And then I'm walking in Luca's direction.

"Can I steal him for a moment?" I circle my arm around his elbow and look at Jacob. He nods and I lead him to my bedroom.

After I close the door and turn around, I see him sitting on the edge of my bed.

He opens his legs so I can stand between them. When I do, he grins and starts trailing his hands up my thigh. He leans forward and gives the little exposed skin above the hem of my pants a lingering kiss.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Mhmm." He hums against my stomach.

He still doesn't look up, instead he kisses another place.

I grab his face and force him to look at me.

"You are so beautiful. Bella. You are bella."

My brows furrow. "And you are Luca."

He chuckles. "No, I mean you are bella, very bella."

"Okaaay." I'm still confused.

He leans back on one hand while the other is on my hip. He's smirking.

"Bella means beautiful in Italian."

Oh.

Hmm, makes sense. I know belle means beautiful in French. I just never thought about it, I guess.

My eyes widen, "wait. Is this why you call me Bella instead if Izzy? Even when I introduced myself as 'Izzy' the first time we met?"

"Yes. It's like I'm giving you a compliment and calling your name at the same time."

Sneaky bastard.

"I love you." I lean down and kiss him.

When he pulls at my hips to bring me on top of him, I push back.

"I have a matter to discuss with you. Before we eat."

"Okay. What is it?"

I just straight up ask him. "What do you think about me and Jace being so close? You know, since we've slept together... multiple times."

Now it's his turn to furrow his eyebrows.

"Why are you asking this?"

"Well, I saw you look at us back there and I don't know," I shrug and when he pushes my hips forward, I don't fight him and I take a seat on his lap. "I think you were jealous. But you've never been the type. So I though maybe it's the fact that you know we used to sleep together. I actually wanted to ask you about this for a while, but I keep on forgetting."

I take a big gulp of air and Luca smiles and kisses me on the lips. I immediately melt into his embrace.

"Love, I'm not jealous... well, I was when I first saw you, but then I remembered that this is how you are with everyone, especially close friends."

"So you're fine with me being friends with him?" Even if his answer is no, I would still remain friends with Jace. But I would try and make an effort to not be so touchy with him.

"Of course I am. And even if I wasn't, he is your friend and I will not tell you who you can and can't be friends with."

I wiggle in his arms and kiss both his cheeks. "You're the best."

He closes his eyes and sighs. "Cazzo."

"What?" I know that that word means fuck. He says it so many times when he's pumping his dick into me.

I slightly shift to be able to see the clock on the wall behind me. Sara had told me she'll be here in about fifteen minutes.

Facing Luca once again, I see him biting down on his teeth, his jaw flexing.

"We should start eating in under thirty minutes." I inform him. A curl falls on his forehead and I tug on it before pushing it back. His hair has grown so much in the past month alone. I touch the back strands, they almost touch the collar of his shirt.

He groans and pushes his face in neck, and he starts leaving wet kisses there.

I squirm when he reaches the sensitive spot on my throat.

He grabs the back of my neck and forces my eyes on him. "If you want to eat in thirty minutes, I suggest you stop squirming and moving. Other wise I'm gonna fuck you for hours and we'll miss the food"

His tempting threat, whispered in his low and husky voice, makes my hips instinctively grind against his hips.

"Bella..." He growls.

"I'm sorry." I smile sheepishly at him. He smiles back and our mouths meet in a kiss. His tongue darts out and I open my lips for him.

When we part for air, he shakes his head and lifts me to stand up.

"We should go back out there before I lose control." He rakes a hand through his curls.

My eyes go to his groin. The bulge is clear.

"I need a minute." He lifts his head to my door, telling me to go on without him.

I feel bad that I gave him blue balls. From what he's told me, it feels like someone is pulling at your balls and they ache and hurt.

Making up my mind, I lower to my knees I front of him.

"Baby, there's no need."

I palm him through his slacks.

He sucks in a breath, "yup, there's need." He nods.

I loosen his belt and lower his pants and briefs until his erection springs out. I lick him from the bottom all the way up, then I put the tip in my mouth. A rumble come from the back of his throat and I hum around him.

I begin moving my head up and down, taking more of him in my mouth. I don't take him fully, one because he's big and there's no way he'll reach my throat. Two, I was never even a fan of blow jobs. But seeing him like this, his expression full with lust. And hearing him make the sexiest sounds. It empowers me. I do this to him. I love seeing him get off as much as he enjoys getting me off.

"Take off your shirt."

It's technically a tank top, but I don't correct him.

Releasing him with a pop sound, I pull my 'shirt' above my head and put it on the bed next to him.

Knowing that he loves when I do this, I very lightly use my teeth so scrape his length.

"Fuck yeah! Just like that." I do it a couple more times, then remove him to catch a breath.

With one hand he has my hair bunched in it, pulling it away from my face. In the other, he reaches forward to pinch my hard nipple. I moan with him in my mouth.

"Yo, Izzy, food is ready-"

In one second, Luca tugs at my hair so I release him and then he uses my discarded tank top to cover his member.

"Shit." He looks down at me and sees my bare chest, so he tries to lift his pants with one hand while still keeping the fabric covering him.

I turn sideways to Sara, giving her full view of my boob. This girl has seen me naked, we have walked in on each other having sex. So I'm not worried about covering up.

"We'll be out in ten." I smirk.

"Sure. Take your time. I'll come up with an excuse, don't worry." She winks.

"Tell them I'm helping him relieve some tension." I wiggle my brows. She laughs and Luca groans. He has given up on trying to pull up his pants and is only using my tank top to cover his crotch area.

With my hand still around his shaft, I message his tip with my thumb. When I glance at him, he has his eyes shut down, and he's grinding his jaw.

"I wanted to tell you," Sara talks again. "My parents said to invite you for thanksgiving dinner next Saturday."

"I'll be here. So I can't." I shake my head.

"Yeah, figured. That's what I told them."

My fist around him runs him up and down a couple times and I feel him twitch in my hand. I'm sure Sara can tell my hand is moving behind the small amount of fabric from my tank top.

"Sara, I'm dying here. Please get out." Luca pleads.

"Okay. Oh, wait. I forgot to tell you." My smirk deepens. She is trying hard not to burst out laughing. "Ella is coming on Thursday and we'll have like a sleepover. So if Luca was planning on sleeping in your room, he can't. It's girls only."

I look back at Luca and press down slightly on the tip. This time he can't control the hiss that leaves his lips. He tries to remove my hand, but I just tighten my hold even more.

Facing Sara again, I tell her, "what are we gonna do. Face masks and what not?"

She leans on the door, getting comfortable for a conversation. "Hmm, I'm not sure. We can order some Thai. She told me once she's never watched Fifty shades of Gray. We can binge watch it."

I preferred the books, but the movies were still hot. "Ooh, yeah. Mister Gray is super hot." I palm his balls and he groans.

"Sara." He points his finger at her then to the door. "Get out." He looks down at me, "and you." He grabs a chunk of my hair and pulls my face closer to his groin. "Get back to sucking my cock."

The door closes and I know Sara got to hear that. He presses on the back of my head to pull me to his length. I comply and get back to blowing him.

I focus mainly on the tip while one hand works on the length and the other on his balls. He's groaning and telling me how good I'm doing, how I'm driving him insane with this.

I hollow my cheek and suck on the head while looking in his dark eyes. His fist in my hair tightens and I want to touch myself for some pressure, but I don't want to remove a hand from him.

My hands—and mouth—are full.

"Fuck! Shit. Yeah, just like that, baby."

I hum around him, knowing that the vibration from my lips feels good for him.

"Bella, I'm coming. Cazzo, shit." I love how vocal he is. During sex, too.

My hand begins rubbing him faster and when I put more pressure on his ball sack, the first spurts of his pleasure coat my mouth.

"Mmm." I moan. There's nothing sexier than seeing his face when he's coming. His eyes darken even more and they get hooded with lust and pleasure. His eyebrows pinch together and he parts his lips a little.

When I remove my lips and hands from him, he falls back on the bed, his chest heaving. I grin and wipe under my lips with my finger.

After catching his breath, he stands up and grabs my face with both hands and he kisses me like he hasn't seen me in a year.

"You're the sexiest, most beautiful person ever." After every word, he kisses a part of my face.

"Ditto." I press my bare chest to his clothed one. He looks down and a mischievous smile stretches across his face.

"We should get back." He steps back from me and hands me my tank top.

My brows furrow, and I hold the piece of clothing in my hand, too confused to move. When he passes me, he stops and leans so he can say in my ear, "think of me when you're getting off." After a kiss to my temple, he walks way.

I hear my bedroom door shut and I whip around.

That little piece of shit.

I just gave him a fifteen minute plus blowjob and he just leaves me hot and bothered here in my room. And so fucking wet it's uncomfortable.

I guess teasing him by talking to Sara backfired on me.

Well, he doesn't know what's about to happen later tonight.

He could've at least just stood next to me or something. He knows even his presence next to me, gets me hot.

I first go to my mom's room and steal one of her underwear, as the ones I'm currently wearing are soaked, then I go back to my bathroom. It only takes three flicks of my fingers for me to come. But I'm not relaxed and sated. No, I'm mad at Luca.

After brushing my teeth, I get out of the bathroom.

He shouldn't expect a blowjob from me in a while.

When I come out, everyone is taking their place on the table. I sit next to Luca with my mom next to me in the head of the table. I feel his eyes on me, but I just give him a tight smile and then ignore him, even when he puts his hand on my high.

We start eating and after everyone had something from everything to eat, my mom clinks her fork on her champagne glass.

"First, I'd like to thank you all for coming here. It means a lot to me and, of course, to Benny and Izzy." She nods to me and Ben. "And I'm thankful for all of you to have you in my kids' life and thus my life too. You all are like my own children and I love you a lot."

Her eyes glass over and I have to look down on my plate so I don't burst out crying. Luca drapes his hand over my shoulder and I lean into his chest.

"Most of you are graduating this year. And I'm excited to see where you'll thrive further in life. Of course, where ever you are in your life and careers or sport, I'd like all of you to return for next year. Just like you have the last four years."

She lifts her flute, and the rest follows.

"Cheers."

"Cheers."

I clear my throat, "I'd like to say some words." Luca rubs my upper arm and for the time being I forget about what he did earlier. "I'm really thankful to have all of you in my life. You guys mean a lot to me. I'm thankful that we all are healthy, happy and that we've managed to all get together today." I see them nodding along.

"I'm thankful to have a wonderful mother." I look at mom then to Ben. "And such a great big brother. And," I chuckle and smirk. "I'm thankful that Ben finally had the guts to ask V out since he has had a crush on her since orientation week."

Everyone breaks out laughing and Ben just hugs his girlfriend closer to him and kisses her hair.

"And last, I'm thankful and extremely happy that I have met my boyfriend this year." He winks at me, then I face the rest for the cheers. "I love you all. Cheers."

"Cheers!"

Luca leans into my ear and whispers low, "I love you so much, mi amore." I turn around and our lips meet in a sweet kiss.

I never thought I'd have someone in my life that means so much to me. That I'll be so thankful they're in my life. I never imagined it to even be possible. But Luca proved me wrong when he came crashing in my life. Fast and hard.

Now I can't imagine my life without him in.

God, I love him so much!

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