“I like when you boss me around,” I whispered, doing as he said. He filled me so well I moaned. I felt powerful, sexy, free. He gripped my hips hard, his thumbs digging into my skin to the point I’d have bruises. The ends of his fingers were rough, calloused as he held onto me like his life depended on it. “Yes,Luca.”
“Rock your hips and lean forward. I need those tits again.”
I did as he said, and he sucked my nipple into his mouth in a wet, dirty kiss. The graze of his teeth on my sensitive flesh had me buck, and he hissed.
“Lorelei,god.”
His voice dropped an octave, the restraint he showed earlier completely gone. He slammed up into me harder, faster, more aggressively. Then our limbs were tangled in a frenzy. I rode him, my body dripping from the shower, and it made our legs slide together. He grunted, then stilled. “Flip over. I want your ass in my hands.”
He lifted me off him like I weighed nothing and set me on the bed, demanding me to roll onto my stomach.“Fuck.” Something wet touched my spine. Thenwhoa.
“Did you just bite my ass?”
“I had to.” He grabbed my globes, burying his face between them for a second as he licked. “You make me lose my mind, Lo. You’re so hot.”
My heart raced, and a tingle of pleasure danced down my skin, all from his words. No one in my past had ever said these things to me or acted this way, like they couldn’t get enough of me. Yes, my heart was bruised, but my body had never been so celebrated. I glanced at him from my spot on the bed, my ass in the air as he stared at it. “Do it again.”
His gaze met mine, his eyes blazing. The look on his face made me whimper.
“Gladly.”
He bit my other cheek this time, slowly, agonizingly. His fingers rested on my clit, swirling in a perfect rhythm, and once he released his teeth on me, he slid his cock back into me. “Yes, you’re so tight. Arch that back baby.”
He gripped my hair in one hand, and his other remained on my clit as he thrust over and over, each time making the air escape my lungs. I’d never felt destroyed before, but goddamn, he destroyed me foranyoneelse. I held onto the sheets as pressure grew, the flares of a third orgasm growing at the base of my spine.
“Ohyes, Luca.”
“Say my name when you come.”
Jesus.It didn’t take much more. I changed the angle of my hips andhell yes.“Luca, yes!”
Stars exploded around my eyes, my hands felt numb, and my legs were like fireworks. I couldn’t breathe, see, hear, do a thing as I rode out the pleasure. I was pretty sure I cried. My cheeks were wet. I even heard Luca let out a deep, sexy ass roar before he collapsed on top of me.
My face pounded with how fast my heart beat. Each breath took so much effort it sounded like I’d run up ten flights of stairs instead of just having sex. My body took a pounding and holy shit. “Luca.”
“He’s gone.”
I snorted. “Luca, hon, what did you do to me?”
“I don’t know.” He rolled onto his back, his chest moving up and down at the same pace as me. “My ears have a ringing sound. Is this normal?”
“That was—”
“Fucking phenomenal.” He pushed up onto his side and gently ran his fingers over my face, resting on my collarbone. “You’re incredible.”
“No need to compliment, we already did it.” My face heated, and I had the urge to pull the sheet up to my chest. His words made me feel exposed, bashful. Clearing my throat, I slid off the bed before his large hand stopped me. “What?”
“No.” He pulled me against him, burying his nose against my neck. “I wanted one more hit of you.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
His hair tickled my chin, and he smelled so damn good, like soap and whiskey. The reminder of his drinking dulled the mood, the silence after the post-sex glow all about my brother. Sighing, I massaged his head for a few seconds before pulling back. “You should head back before they notice you’re gone.”
“I know.” He stared at me, his dark eyes unreadable. “Dean needs me.”
“I understand.” I frowned,hatingthat I didn’t want him to leave. And the fact Dean had found another way to make me feel less important. The entire point of this was no feelings, just sex, yet some feels snuck in the moment. Football was Luca’s priority, which meant Dean had to come before me, but god, it sucked. If we were really together, this shit wouldn’t fly.
We’re not together.
