Marabella's POV
I woke up with my head on Luca's bare chest. My arm was drapped over his stomach, and his hand rested on my thigh, of the leg that I had thrown across his hip. While his other arm was wrapped around my back and his hand rested on my waist. I ran my hand up his abs and pecs lightly, taking my time to trace each outline. Luca's breathing accelerated as he gripped my thigh.
"Hmm, goodmorning, mia moglie (my wife)", his voice was laced with sleep, making it deeper and sexy. "Buongiorno, mio marito (goodmorning, my husband)", I purred. Luca smiled broadly as he pulled me closer to him. "Dimentico che conosci la mia lingua (I forget that you know my language)", he hummed with delight. I stradled his hips, tenderly, avoiding hurting myself.
His hand immediately grabbed the cr
