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Aria greeted Laurel at the door. "Great! Perfect timing!" Aria exclaimed, leading her to the elevator. "Mr. Catalano is in the shower right now, but you can go up and just wait in his bedroom," |
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Laurel smiled and thanked Aria. "Alright, thanks!" She spoke before heading up, trying her best to be as confident as she could. Laurel made her way into his bedroom, hearing that the shower was still running as she slipped out of her heels, leaving them neatly away from the bed so that they wouldn't be tripped on. She didn't get undressed yet, as that was too out of character for herself to just be waiting naked on his bed. Instead, she just got comfortable, lying on her stomach and propped up on her elbow as she waited for Luca, her heart pounding rapidly as she waited for him to join her. |
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Luca eventually got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist. He walked out, and seeing her, he smirked. "Hey, Laur," he smiled at her. "I got your text today. Go on, lemme see. Give me a little show," he smirked, sitting down in a lounge chair in the corner. |
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"Mr. Catalano~" Laurel smiled as he came out, her eyes more shamelessly raking over his perfect body than the night before. Then, her expression twisted to one of confusion. "Text? I didn't-" she paused and then she turned bright pink in the cheeks as she realized what had happened. "It wasn't supposed to have sent.." she said sheepishly, yet still began to crawl off of his bed. She began a deliberately slow saunter towards him, her bottom lip lightly pulled between her teeth. "But.. I suppose since it did, I ought to give you a good show to let you know how thankful I am.." Tha-dump.. Her heart jolted in her chest, her hand tracing up her thigh, ruffling up the short skirt before reaching behind herself to undo the string holding the dress to her body. Without missing a beat, the dress fell from her body, leaving her entirely displayed as she closed in on him. She stopped a small distance away, just out of reach before giving him a small twirl, her hips swaying teasingly until she finally faced him again. |
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Luca smirked and watched her intently. "Come here, baby," he patted his lap. |
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Laurel bit her lip again to keep from grinning when he called her baby. She obeyed, taking the few steps it took to close the distance before settling into his lap, pressing into him lightly as she sought his warmth in the cool air of the room. |
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"Stop hiding that smile of yours," he ordered sternly, but with a smirk. He set his hands on her hips, holding her there. |
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Laurel slid an arm around his shoulders, her fingers slipping into his hair at the nape of his neck as her smile grew just at his command- she wouldn't have been able to stop it if she wanted to then. "Is that better?" She asked, a light giggle to her tone as she looked at him, her fingers gently playing with the smooth strands of hair between them. |
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Luca smirked, picking her up and pinning her to the bed, dropping his towel when he moved. "This is better," |
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Laurel gasped, her body arching up from the bed towards him for a moment, her breath hitching in her throat. "I'd have to agree, sir~" She whispered, looking up with desire in her eyes. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
