Luca’s grip on my hair tightened as his cock grew. A minute later, Luca’s restraint snapped and he was fucking my face like a man on a mission. Moaning around his cock, I traced my tongue around the head as Luca’s fingers dug into my scalp.
“I’m gonna…”
He didn’t even get the rest of his sentence out. He exploded with a grunt, flooding my mouth. Swallowing it down, I smacked my lips together, licking them clean barely a second before Luca hauled me up and shoved his tongue down my throat.
“That was…”
I looked up at him, meeting his sleepy, satisfied eyes. “Delicious?”
“I was going to say fucking incredible.”
“That too.”
“You know I wasn’t expecting you to do that.”
“I know. But I wanted to,” I told him with a shrug.
“Thank you.” He kissed me again. “Come on. Let’s go to bed.”
“You’re staying?” I asked, surprised.
“If that’s okay,” Luca replied, sounding unsure.
“Of course.”
When Luca stood up and lifted me off my feet, I squeaked. Adjusting me in his arms, he carried me down the hallway, bridal style, pausing to flick the lights before setting me down on my bed. Stripping off his shirt and pants, he crawled into my bed and held the covers back.
“Come on, beautiful. I want to snuggle.”
How was a girl supposed to turn that down?
Chapter Thirty-One – Luca
Today was the day.
The end of an era.
I was terrified.
I was excited.
I was ready.
Chapter Thirty-Two – Elise
The crowd was electric.
The noise was deafening.
The atmosphere was incredible.
Jax picked me up this morning and we’d gone for brunch. After stuffing myself on pancakes and eggs, yep I was eating my emotions, we’d arrived at the stadium early. I think my fidgeting was driving Jax crazy.
I’d been worried I’d gone overboard with my outfit, but as I pushed through the turnstiles at the gate, I realised I had nothing to worry about. I was wearing a jersey with Luca’s name and number plastered across my shoulders, a scarf wrapped around my neck and a beanie. I’d drawn the line at painting my face, but Jax hadn’t been able to resist.
As we passed through the gates, we were handed a huge cardboard cut-outs of Luca’s face on a stick. I couldn’t help it. I snorted when Jax held it up and started making comments. At first, I wasn’t going to take one, but the idea of using it to taunt Luca was too good to turn down.
“Want a beer?” Jax offered.
