And I’m sure he’s heard all the girls tell him that before, but it’s true.
It makes me nervous as hell, because while I’ve had sex, it’s been more than a year, and it was never anything like what Luca’s sporting.His hard-on is big enough to scare a virgin.
Thank God I lost mine in high school to my shitty loser of a boyfriend.
“Have you ever—” Luca whispers.“If you haven’t, we can take things slow.”He’s being so kind, and I know he doesn’t want to slow things down, but I appreciate his willingness to meet my needs.
“I want you to fuck me, Luca,” I say, giving him my enthusiastic consent, because while I’m scared that it’s going to hurt, I also want this with him.And if any other girl were to get her claws on him, I might have to kill her.
The smile never leaves his face.“I’ve been waiting to hear you say that.”
His fingers tease my pussy; one, and then two thick fingers stroke me, making sure I’m ready for him.He stretches me with a third finger, and as I moan, his lips cover mine.He’s quick, withdrawing his fingers, and as I whimper from the loss of contact, he’s slowly filling me with the tip of his cock.
I gasp, the pain so fucking exquisite that it’s actually good, and he covers my lips again, this time nipping my bottom lip as I tremble beneath him.
“You can take it,” he says, and his mouth is moving along my jawline to my ear.“You feel so fucking perfect.”
I bend my knees, giving him ample access and then wrap my legs around him, pulling him deeper.
“Open your eyes and look what you’re fucking doing to me,” Luca rasps.
I struggle to keep my eyes open, to focus onhim.Everything feels amazing, and my senses are on complete overload.
“You feel so fucking good,” I whisper up at him, my nails gently scraping over his back and down to his ass, pulling him deeper and tighter.
He stretches me, but the pain dulls to a pleasant throbbing that intensifies in pure bliss as he slowly begins moving.
“Keep doing that,” I gasp, feeling my body respond all over again, already.
Luca smirks, knowing full well the effect that he’s having on me.His hips grind into mine, his thrusts slow and even until he begins picking up pace, and I’ve never been more grateful for a headboard as I claw at the wooden spindle, holding on as if my life depends on it.
My insides are on fire, feeling the second orgasm ready to rip through my existence as Luca’s breathing comes out quicker, in pants.
“Fuck, I’m close.Again,” I moan, wanting him to know what he’s doing to me and wanting him there with me.
“Not yet,” he commands, and I whimper, holding back, wanting so desperately to come again.“Your pussy feels so good,” he whispers into my ear, and I swear he’s trying to torture me.
I’m trembling all over again, heat flooding me as I can’t delay the inevitable any longer.“Luca,” I gasp.“Please, let me come.”I’m clearly not above begging when it comes to Luca Ricci.
He doesn’t laugh.Doesn’t mock me for it.“Who do you belong to?”Luca grunts, and I feel my body tinkering at the edge.
“You,” I whisper.
“I want to feel you come all over my cock,” he grunts into my ear, and his words send me flying over the edge.
I moan his name, my insides clenching onto his cock, draining him inside of me, unable to hold back any further.
“I’m going to—” he grunts, and I keep him tight against me.
“Luca, come for me.”I want him to feel what he’s given me.My lips move to his ear, gently tugging the lobe, and I feel his cock swell as he finally reaches oblivion with me.
Sometime during the night, I stir.
Luca is sound asleep beside me, his arm draped across my waist.
Quietly, I climb out of bed, grab the clothes I borrowed yesterday and step out into the hallway.
He doesn’t so much as budge, and I don’t want to wake him.I do, however, need to use the bathroom, and he’s dead asleep.I should have asked him where it was yesterday; instead, I was too busy practically setting a fire to his bed.
