And I do, happily.
Sucking hard, letting my teeth graze over his sensitive skin. He calls out to me, praising me. And I can feel my pussy getting wet as I grind on the seam of my yoga pants, needing it to abate some of the pressure building inside me.
This is a different Luca…but maybe this has always been Luca; he just changed for me?
Tasting his precum, I moan loudly before he rips his cock out of my mouth. I pout, needing more.
“Get undressed.” He steps back, giving me room, his cock hard, his chest rising with his breathing as his hand jacks himself off. Fast and hard, abusing it. I watch as his palm squeezes the head of his cock, turning it a bright shade of pink. Biting my lip, tasting his cum on it.
I can’t get out of my clothes fast enough, but once I’m fully naked, I stand in front of him, waiting for him to tell me what to do.
Luca grabs me by my chin. “I love you so fucking much, Rowan. My heart bleeds for you. Baby, you are my heart,” he tells me before capturing my lips, angrily biting them. His tongue enters my mouth, kissing me fervently. We both moan, echoing back to each other.
I try to grind myself against his thigh, but he slaps my ass, breaking our kiss. “On the bed, and on your knees, ass in the air.”
“Luca,” I whine his name out.
Bending down so he’s eye level with me, he asks, “Do you trust me?” I do, but fuck.
All I can do is nod before I turn my back on him, crawling onto the bed. Looking over my shoulder, I watch him standing, taking me in. With both hands, he spreads my ass cheeks apart, my pussy blooming open, his thumb rubs against my opening and to my asshole, making me jump. “Easy,” he whispers to me. My heart is beating so fast, it takes everything in me not to crawl off the bed and hide from him, but he’s Luca. He’s mine.
Moaning loudly when he kisses my pussy, licking up to my asshole. “Oh, fuck,” I pant out when his tongue swirls around it, all the while his finger is playing with my pussy. “Put it in, please. Fuck my pussy,” I cry out to him.
And he does. The thickness of his finger fills me, looking for my G-spot. And he knows exactly when he finds it. My screamcomes out feral. At the same time, he pushes his tongue into my asshole, my eyes roll back into my head, and all thoughts are lost in that moment. The sensation is something I’ve never experienced before. My body rocks back and forth, wanting him deeper inside me. One second, his fingers and tongue are in me, the next I feel empty. Feeling the bed bend down with his weight, he climbs behind me, spreading my legs wider to welcome him.
He trails his tongue down my back, kissing and licking while using the tip of his dick to spread my wetness all around me, up to my asshole, and back down.
“You’re so wet, baby.”
“I need you,” I cry out, throwing my head back. The need to have him inside me is making me crazy.
He doesn’t enter me, just teases my body. “You see how you feel in this moment? You’d give everything right now to have my dick inside you, to take away that ache deep down, for it to stop. That’s how I felt when I couldn’t find you. That’s how I feel when you lie to me, Rowan. I ache with your untruthfulness, from your secrets. An ache that won’t go away until you douse it out.” His torment continues when he lines his cock up and pushes into me, but barely. I try to push back into him, but he slaps my ass. “I tell you when.” His voice leaks with authority, and all that does is make me hotter. I cup my breasts, pinching my nipples, hissing from the pain.
My entrance hugs the tip of his cock, and his finger plays with my asshole, only making me crazier. I want to tell him to push his finger in, and that realization freaks me the hell out…because I want it, but I’m scared. What if I get taken back to the night in the tomb? What if something comes undone and I can’t put it back together? Only Luca could have me wanting something I never thought I’d be able to have done to me. Only him. And with that thought, my words come out on their own,“finger my ass, Luca.” It comes out so quietly that I don’t think he’d be able to hear it, but he does.
“You know I’d never hurt you, baby. You’re the one person in the entire fucked up world I’d never hurt. So don’t hurt me.” He spits onto my puckered hole, using his finger to spread his saliva around, teasing the rim of my asshole. “You can tell me to stop anytime,” he says so gently that its head swiveling from the man he was only minutes ago, but this is Luca. Loving, but so dominant. And I want the side of him that he just showed me. Because I know in those fleeting minutes, he didn’t see me as something that could break so easily.
My breathing comes out more in pants when he starts to push on my asshole, the barrier not wanting to let him in. “Relax, Rowan.” And with everything in me, I try to. I want this with him. They took this away from me, and I want to take it back and give it to Luca. I want him to have it. To be the last person ever to enter that space.
Gently, he pushes and enters me, the feeling of fullness, but also a slight sting, that is taken away by the arousal that courses through me, when he starts to slowly finger my asshole, not going in too deeply, but just enough.
“Oh, God,” I call out to him. Because in this exact second, he is my God, I’d give my all to him to come.
“You’re so tight, baby, so fucking tight.” My eyes roll into the back of my head.
With his other hand, he reaches down and plays with my clit. The scream that comes out of me is unworldly. The sensitivity of my clit mixed with the way he’s fingering my ass is something I’ve never experienced before, and I don’t want him to stop. My body starts to push back into his finger, wanting him deeper inside me, on its own accord, but I’m here for it.
“Fuck my pussy, Luca,” I beg him, and don’t have to ask twice. He begins to remove his finger from me, but I stop him. “Keep it in. Fuck both my holes, baby,” I moan out to him.
“Goddamn,” he growls loudly.
Positioning his dick, he sinks inside me so easily, my wetness gliding him right in. The feel of his cock filling my pussy and his finger in my ass—it’s so much that I don’t know how long I’ll last.
His pace starts slowly but speeds up gradually. His balls slapping against my skin echoes around the room, and my wetness follows suit. It’s a symphony of sounds, and it plays on both our arousal.
“I can feel my finger rubbing my cock through your lining while inside you. Fuck,” Luca groans out.
Leaning up on my knees, both my hands play with my breasts, squeezing them. All my senses are going wild.
