I stare up, my eyes glistening as he struggles to keep his gaze on me.
He’s close and yanks me away, gasping for breath, panting hard, as he struggles to calm down.
He reaches for the bedside table, grabbing a condom from inside, tearing the foil packet open and putting it on.
Luca’s hands are on my hips as I guide his shaft inside of me, and holy hell, does he feel fucking amazing.
My hands claw at his chest, stroking down the skin as I move my hips against his with each slow and drawn out thrust.
“You feel so fucking amazing,” Luca rasps.
My head dips back, body arching as I ride him, grinding my clit against him, making my body begin the first wave as I tremble in his arms.
Luca lifts his hips, matching my intensity as my insides clench and spasm on his cock.
“Fuck yes, come for me, Harper,” he chants, and I swear my body is on fire, ready to explode.
The moan roars through me, my toes curling and insides trembling, tightening down, taking everything he has to offer as I arch into the orgasm.
Luca moves his hips with mine, sitting up to face me, his movements hardly slowing as he grinds and thrusts his hips against mine.
Fuck.
What I thought was a decent orgasm is a million times more intense as it tears through every inch of my body, like a star exploding in the darkest night.
Luca stares straight into my soul, and his lips capture mine, silencing the pleasurable scream that rips through me.
His body tightens against me, and I keep my hips grinding, moving faster and harder, knowing exactly what he craves.
Gasping for breath, my lips tease his ear. “Come for me, Luca,” I rasp. “You feel so fucking incredible.”
He’s close, and the growl that emanates from the back of his throat tells me he’s nearly there.
Luca’s mouth covers mine, pushing his tongue inside past my lips, drinking me in, stealing my breath away as his body tightens and shudders, spilling himself inside of me.
My heart pounds wildly against my chest, and finally untangling, I lie back on the mattress while he tosses the condom into the nearby wastebasket.
Luca collapses beside me, gasping for air. “Damn, you’re going to kill me.”
The sly smile spreads across my face. “You’re the one who came to bed naked.”
“It was so fucking worth it,” Luca says. He pulls me into his arms as I lie with my back against his chest.
“Your heart is going to pound out of your chest,” I whisper, feeling it beating against his ribcage.
“You do that to me,” he whispers, kissing my shoulder. “I’m the luckiest guy alive.”
“Why’s that?” I glance back at him, smiling. My body is humming and ablaze from the heat between us.
Luca’s fingers caress my waist, his touch featherlight. “Because I get to marry you.”
It isn’t long before Luca’s soft breath tickles my neck. He doesn’t move, his grip on me relaxes, but his hold doesn’t loosen.
I can’t sleep.
It’s not for lack of trying.
Reluctantly, I untangle from his embrace, careful not to startle him.
