“Well, the day’s just getting started. And so am I,” Luca confirmed with a wink before pushing my knees apart, baring me to him.
Twenty minutes later, I was sweaty and sated. After the third orgasm or maybe it was the fourth, I’d seen stars.
“That’s a really pretty smile, Elise.”
“You put that smile there.”
“I did, didn’t I?”
“Happy with yourself, are you?” I snuggled into Luca’s side, feeling completely safe and comfortable there.
“Fuck yeah!”
Chapter Eleven – Luca
“Sleeping Beauty’s awake.”
Elise emerged from my bedroom looking more beautiful than I could ever imagine. Her hair was mussed up, her eyes were narrowed, and she was wearing another one of my shirts and a pair of my shorts I didn’t even remember owning.
“Tell me you have coffee?”
Grabbing a mug from the cupboard, I poured her a cup before sliding the milk and sugar across the bench. “Help yourself.”
“Thanks,” she answered as she added so much milk that it was almost white.
“No sugar?”
“I’m sweet enough,” she replied sassily.
Two could play at that game. “Oh, I know.”
Coughing, she set the mug back on the counter and coughed and spluttered until her eyes watered. Rounding the bench, I rubbed my hand up and down her back. “Shit, Elise. Are you okay?”
Wiping her eyes, Elise battled to get her breathing under control. She attempted to reassure me. “Fine.”
“Want some lunch?” I offered, cracking open the fridge.
“Lunch?”
“Well yeah. It’s almost two. You must be starving.”
“Almost two?” she shrieked, like it was the most insane thing she’d ever heard. “Where did the morning go?”
“If you can’t remember then I’m obviously not doing my job properly, but I’d be happy to give you a reminder,” I offered generously. Tasting her, seeing her come apart like that, was definitely no hardship on my part.
When Elise clenched her thighs together, I knew she hadn’t forgotten. Her body betrayed her. Before she could say anything, her stomach grumbled loudly. “First though, food.”
“You don’t have to feed me. I’ll eat when I get home. I’ve gotta get going anyway. I can’t believe I stayed so long. I’m sure I’m in your way. Let me get my shit together and I’ll get out of your hair.” Elise was babbling. It was freaking adorable.
She was so cute when she was flustered. Slipping from the chair, she scampered down the hallway and disappeared into my bedroom. Giving her a minute to herself, I forced myself to count to ten before following her. By the time I got there, she was stuffing her feet back into her shoes.
Leaning on the door frame, I watched her freak out. If I didn’t need to stop it, I would’ve stood there and watched her argue with herself all day. She was sexy as hell, but the last thing in the world I wanted was her second-guessing this. Or worse, regretting it.
“Breathe, Elise.”
“Shit!” she exclaimed as she clutched at her chest.
Moving towards her, I squatted in front of her and held her hands steady. Looking up into her face, I could see she was different from the girl I’d cooked dinner for last night. With the makeup washed off, she was more beautiful than ever.
