“Take your time fitting me, I need this to feel good for you.” He kissed me, softly, and the opposition of how dirty he talked with the moment of sweetness about did me in.
He allowed me set the pace, rocking my hips and finding the right angle to take him deep. He gripped my hips, letting out a little groan every time I clenched around him. After a minute of staring, he snapped and grabbed the back of my head and dragged my mouth to his.
He kissed mehard,and as our tongues stroked and slid against each other, my heart hammered against my ribcage to the point I might bruise. Every thrust lit me up, hitting my g-spot so perfectly that all other sex was ruined for me.
My nipples tightened with need, and it was like he read my body. Gripping my hair in his hand, he tilted my head back, forcing my chest out to him, and he sucked my nipple into his mouth so hard it stung.
But as soon as it hurt, he stilled and licked it nice and sweet.
Fucking Luca Monroe was just like that—I knew it’d hurt a little, but fuck, it was sweet as hell and totally worth it. We rocked together, our bodies in sync as my second orgasm built. My muscles went rigid as friction grew.
“You.” He thrust, licked my chest. “Are.” He thrust again, biting my earlobe. “Perfect.”
The pain from his teeth set me off, and I lost it. Gripping his shoulders, I whined, the moan escaping out of me unlike one I had ever made. “Luca, I’m so close!” I cried, resting my forehead against his as my vision blurred. It was unreal, magical, and Luca slid out of me and placed me on my stomach.
I readjusted so my ass was in the air, reaching my hand between my thighs to ease the pain.
“No, your pleasure is mine.”
He eased back into me, gripping my hair again as he used his other hand to reach around my waist and play with my clit. He matched his fingers to the pace he thrust into me, and it didn’t take long before I exploded. My face was buried into the sheet, my cries dulled by the fabric, but Luca’s… no, his were feral, wild,loud.
He tugged my hair, groaning so wonderfully out of control he fell on top of me. His weight knocked the breath out of me, but what a way to go.
I could feel the erratic, powerful beat of his heart as his chest pressed against my back. His breath tickled my ear as he panted and damn…that was…
“Give me ten minutes.”
Wait.“What?” I asked, my voice hardly recognizable.
“We said tonight, yes? That was it?”
“Yes, but…?”
“Then we getall night.” He rolled off me, laying on his side and propping up his head on his hand. His biceps looked huge, like the size of my face this up close.
He smelled delicious like this, sweaty and hints of laundry and wood. I wanted to breathe him in for a little while longer and take a fat nap, but he trailed his finger down my spine, a lazy grin spreading across his face. “Fine, you look sleepy. I’ll give you thirty minutes to rest. But I want you naked like this. There’s too much to admire.”
I snorted, rolling onto my back and staring up at my ceiling fan. My hair was in disarray, tangled and in every direction. I surely had bruises or hickeys on my skin, and my face had to be bright red. “Admire is a strong word.”
“I mean it.”
He tilted my face toward him, his touch so damn delicate and gentle that my stomach swooped. Filthy and aggressive Luca was one thing. Soft and kind and gentle Luca was dangerous for more reasons that I cared to admit.
“Please tell me sex for you isn’t always like this.” His voice dipped low, like he too grappled with how life altering that was.
I shook my head, grinning. “Not even once.”
“Okay, good.” He chuckled. “That was something.”
“Yes.”
“And we get to do it until sun-up? Because then I have to get back to…”
“Hey.” I inched closer to him. “No talk of tomorrow. We know what we agreed to.” I kissed his nose. “Thirty-minute power nap, then we find a way to sneak into the shower together.”
“Atta girl. I knew you were worth breaking at least one rule for.”
“Just one?” I giggled, giving him my back as he tugged me against his chest. He kissed my neck as his cock wedged itself perfectly between my ass.
