“Then I want you to take me upstairs and use your mouth to make me come.”
I coughed into her neck, the image of my fantasy already coming to my mind. I’d been super careful because of her injury but… “You can’t move or strain yourself.”
“I don’t plan to. My boyfriend’s mouth is really talented.”
She looked so smug, so pretty sitting on me. I laughed. “Fine.Fine.I guess I’ll eat you out until you come. I’m giving like that.”
Her winning smile felt like a punch to the chest, and her joy knocked me off-balance. I picked her up, held her tight against my chest when she mumbled something quiet. “What was that?”
“I love you.”
I stopped, waited for her to look at me. “Say it again. Slower.”
“I love you.” She chewed the side of her lip. “I teased you before, but I wanted you to know for sure. I’m in this. Whatever we do, its together. You and me. Luca and Lo.”
“Fucking love the sound of that.” I kissed her forehead and continued upstairs, where I’d show her over and over how much I loved her.
I might’ve almost missed my chance with her by being too afraid, but she got me out of my shell. She pushed me to be better, to realize there was more to life than just football. Lorelei Romano entered my life as a forbidden distraction, but she taught me life was about joy, laughter, and letting people in. My world changed for her, and I’d make sure I showed her how much she meant to me every single day.
EPILOGUE
Seven months later…
Lorelei
Pleasure danced along my skin, making me squirm. It was that time of the day where it wasn’t quite sunlight yet, but night fell into the next day. My normally pitch-black room had a trickle of light dancing through the curtains, and I squirmed against my sheets.
“Mm.” A deep, gravelly voice hummed against my neck.
Luca’s breath tickled the spot where my neck met my shoulder, and goose bumps exploded down my arm and to my legs. I rocked against him, his erection digging into my ass.
He sighed as his hand moved from my hip, going underneath my shirt and right to my nipples. He tweaked them, pulling on the ends before repeating the process to the other. I moaned, the pain and pleasure combination already making me wet. His warm mouth sucked on my skin as his other hand slid my panties down my legs. I loved morning sex. It was my favorite thing, where we were sleepy and not in a hurry. It was soft touches and gentle kisses, slow teasing and long strokes. Sex with Luca never got old, ever. If anything, since deciding to be together, it had improved if that was even possible. With our feelings out in the open and uschoosingeach other, each touch heightened the experience.
“I’m so proud of you,” he whispered, kissing along my neck and over my shoulder. He placed his fingers between my thighs, taking his time playing with me. He knew where to touch, where to tease, and he did it well.
I arched to my side, meeting his heated gaze. He was so handsome. His dark eyes and long lashes, his messy hair and jawline… he still made my heart beat faster even though it had been months together. Best half a year of my life if I was being honest. He smiled, his signature half grin that was meant just for me before he kissed me.
“Luca, morning breath!” I shoved him away, but he wouldn’t have it.
“I don’t care.” He kissed me again, deeper, like kissing me was his favorite thing in the world. “My girl is a working woman. I’m gonna steal kisses when I can.”
He rolled on top of me, pressing his lips along my collarbone, chest, and stomach. He lifted my shirt up and flicked my nipple with his tongue before sucking the tip into his mouth with a loud groan.
My skin lit up, the urge to have him overtaking me. “Luca,” I moaned.
“Yes, baby, I know.” He cupped my breasts, sucking and biting them before reaching over me toward the side table. He grabbed a condom we left out last night and quickly put it on. He cupped my face, his thumb tracing my lip before he slid into me. He rested his forehead on me as he thrust, his hand moving to arch my hip up.
Each movement sent a flurry of current through me, my body coming alive with pleasure from his touch. There were no rushed movements, all lingering touches and a slow burn. He knew what angle I needed to get me to release. I knew to wrap my legs around him, letting him go deeper.
“Yes,that’s it Lo.” He nipped my earlobe, tugging on it. “Need you closer.”
There wasn’t an inch between us, but I felt the neediness, desperation in his voice. Adjusting to me working was hard on us. I was gone most the time, and this right here, our bodies melding together all sweaty made everything else disappear. Digging my fingers into his ass, I sucked his neck, and he went harder.
Unhinged Luca was my favorite Luca.
“You taste so good,” I said, dragging my tongue along every part of him I could reach. His neck, his shoulder, the spot behind his ear. His breathing picked up, his grunts louder. Pleasure built at the base of my spine, dancing up to my neck as he adjusted his angle.
“Come for me.” He ground into me, pushing up as he studied my face. “Eyes open.”
