Doing as he was told, something I assumed was rare, Seth dropped into the spare seat opposite Luca. When Luca extended his hand to shake Seth’s, I thought the poor kid was going to pass out. He paled, his hand shook, and when he opened his mouth, no words came out. Bryce nudged him with his shoulder, and Seth seemed to snap out of it.
It took barely three minutes before I was bored.
I mean, I knew Luca was a big deal in the soccer world. You didn’t get to play all over the world if you were only average, but stats didn’t excite me. And that was the understatement of the century. Ignoring the hero worship, I focused on my pancakes as they were set down in front of me.
While I inhaled my breakfast, , Luca’s hand trailed up and down my leg. Even through the denim of my jeans, I could feel his warmth seeping through. That alone was enough to have me recounting the memories of everything he’d done to me last night. Every ounce of pleasure he’d wrung from my body. Not that I think I’d ever be able to forget…
Once he’d shaken everyone’s hand, twice, we’d finally stepped out into the empty lobby and moved towards the bank of elevators. Luca had shrugged his suit jacket off and wrapped it around my shoulders without a word before punching the call button. Once inside, we both leant against the wall, not looking at each other, not touching. With the electricity crackling between us the way it was, I think we both knew that the moment we touched we would undoubtedly combust.
We made it all the way to the door of Luca’s hotel room.
Seven attempts.
Seven attempts to shove the damn key card in the slot.
Twice he dropped it.
By attempt number five, the language flowing from his mouth was anything but family friendly.
The moment the green light finally flickered, the sound of the door unlocking echoed and I felt my heart pounding. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen when I stepped through that door, but my thighs were sticky with anticipation.
When the cool air from the air conditioning hit my shoulders, I realised Luca’s suit jacket was flying across the room in the same moment his lips latched onto my neck. He licked and nibbled and sucked. I moaned as my knees buckled, but Luca’s grip kept me upright. He teased me with his lips, I tilted my neck, granting him better access. Hearing Luca’s hiss as he slid my zipper down the centre of my back. The material slipped down my body, pooling around my ankles and leaving me standing there as naked as the day I was born.
“Fuck me,” Luca growled as his hands moved down my back and cupped my arse, squeezing it.
“Yes please.”
Luca took hold of my hand and helped me step out of the discarded dress before bending me over the back of the couch.
“Isn’t it more fun finding out this way?” I taunted, wriggling my bare butt.
Looking over my shoulder, I watched as Luca undid the buttons on his shirt as fast as he could before unbuckling his belt. Digging his wallet from his pocket, he fished out a condom before tossing it on the couch in front of me and shoving his pants to his ankles. Licking my lips, I watched as he stroked his monster cock as he prowled towards me.
Rubbing my thighs together, I prayed he’d hurry the fuck up. I needed him and I needed him now. As much fun as tonight had been, it’d also been a torturously long night of foreplay. I wanted him to fuck me and I wanted him to do it now.
No sooner had the thought crossed my mind before Luca pushed inside me in one hard thrust, making me moan. Luca was hot, hard and determined. A combination that had me exploding way sooner than was acceptable. Even after the waves from my first orgasm subsided, Luca pounded into me, grunting with every thrust, chasing his own happy ending.
“Harder!” I told him, bracing myself against the cushions.
“Elise…” Luca panted, tangling his fingers in my hair and tugging on it until my scalp burned.
“Do it…” I growled, pushing back against him.
Three hard, fast grunts later and Luca exploded with a growl. His thick, heavy cock pulsating inside me, triggering me again.
Leaning down over my back, Luca’s warmth felt so good against me. He might’ve fucked me hard and fast and into the middle of next week, but the way he wrapped himself around me made me feel loved and cherished.
“Hey, Luca?” I murmured, tangling my fingers with his.
“Mmm,” he purred sleepily.
“I love you.”
I’d thought it was going to be hard to say the actual words. I’d known I was in love with Luca for a while now, but admitting it, telling him had me tied up in knots. Right now, in this moment though, it just felt right.
As soon as the words were out of my mouth, Luca’s weight lifted off me and he pulled out, leaving me feeling cold and empty and more than a little silly. While I was trying not to burst into tears, Luca toed off his shoes and kicked away his pants before helping me to stand and spinning me around, but he didn’t say a word.
Staring at my feet, I felt ridiculous walking around in only a pair of sparkling silver stilettos. With the silence hanging in the room like a bad smell, I headed for the bathroom. Regret flooding me. I wondered if I could yell, ‘just kidding’ and we could pretend I’d never said it.
