8. Diana
Diana
Electricity buzzes all over my body the moment Luca's lips touch mine, and though he's doing a good job, I need more.
Not being able to wait any longer, I flip him over, straddling his waist as we deepen the kiss.
He opens his mouth to mine as I dip my tongue in, massaging his with mine.
Luca tastes like a combination of cherries and tequila—the best taste ever.
My hands run up his muscular arms, pulling them up above his head, holding them there as we kiss. I've never been this much in control before, and I can't say I don't like it. In fact, it makes me feel powerful and like the goddess that he says I am. A girl could get used to it.
Luca's cock hardens underneath me, and I can feel it poking me in my stomach, making my clit throb with need.
Releasing his hands, I slowly glide them down his arms to his hard chest, feeling his muscles beneath me.
My body yearns for more of him, making my clit throb harder.
I begin to seek him out, rubbing my body on him.
We continue to kiss as we both dry hump each other, the fabric of our clothes intensifying the feeling as we rub against each other. Luca moves his arms from above his head and wraps them around my torso, pulling me in even more.
"Such a good boy, making me feel sooo good." The words pop out of my mouth, making me pause. My body freezes and I can feel my face heat with embarrassment. "I'm so sorry. That just slipped out—"
"Don't worry about it. I liked it," he says, grinning at me.
"You did?"
"I did. Don't worry, my goddess. I have a feeling you could never do anything that would turn me off," he says.
"I'm not so sure about—" I begin, but he doesn't let me finish before giving me another kiss that takes my breath away.
This time I don't stop him, I just melt into him.
Our hands roving all over each other as we explore.
My hands slip under his dark blue T-shirt, feeling his muscles firsthand, but I don't stop there, I keep pushing the fabric up over his head.
When Luca realizes what I'm doing, he sits up a little to help me.
When he does, I can't help but moan because his hard cock rubs against my wet, sensitive pussy.
"Fuck, goddess, I love those sounds you make," he mutters. Pausing for a moment with his shirt above his head, he gives me the perfect picture of his rippling muscles and my hands lightly drift over them.
"You are so sexy. Now, finish taking your shirt off," I tell him.
I've never been with someone this much younger than me, and I can't say that I'm not hating it.
The men I've recently dated only care about what I do, not who I am, and honestly, it's been a turn off. I just wanted someone who would worship me.
Luca lets out a grunt with my words but continues to do as I demanded. The way he follows my directions is so addicting, I've never been so vocal with someone before, but I could get used to it.
Once his shirt is completely off, he lays back down leaving me sitting above him. Giving me a grin, his hands go under my dress, whispering, "It's your turn."
"I'm in charge, but I will allow it this time," I tell him.
He nods, lifting my dress up painstakingly slow as if he's revealing me as a present to himself.
I grip his wrist, whining, "Luca. Please."
"You want me to go faster?" he asks, pausing with the dress on my shoulders but still draped where he can't see very much.
"Yes," I breathe, trying to pull my dress up, but he stops me, not allowing me to force him. The need to feel his hands on my skin is so high that at this point I might do anything to pay the tax. "Luca, I need you."
"What do you need, goddess?" he asks.
"Your touch. Your kiss. Everything."
"Anything for you, my goddess," he says before ripping my dress up over my head and leaving me in a small black bandeau bra, and my thong. "Fuck, you’re more gorgeous than I knew," he says. His hands move all over my skin as if he can't figure out where to touch first.
Before I can respond, he makes his decision and leans up on his hands, bringing his face to my chest, pressing his lips to the space between my breasts.
I was turned on before but feeling him there makes me tingle all the way down to my toes.
Shit, I didn't know that was an erotic point for me. I'll have to file that away for later.
Luca pulls the cups of my bra down releasing my small breasts. His hands come up holding them while rubbing his fingers over my nipples, making them harder with every stroke. Damn, he's driving me nuts and he hasn't even touched my pussy.
Leaning his head forward just a bit, he takes one of my breasts into his mouth, swirling it with his warm hot tongue. Before I realize what is going on, I find myself rubbing against him, seeking his cock. God, I don't think I've ever wanted someone inside me so badly.
"Luca, I need you inside me," I breathe, my hands tangling into his hair, holding him against my chest.
He lets go of my boob, making a popping sound, before he mumbles, "Give me a minute. I need to taste this one, too."
Engulfing the other nipple into his mouth, he gives it the same attention he did to the other one, and it feels just as good, if not better.
Leaning my head back, I push my chest toward him.
I feel his hands come up around my back holding me, but I don't pay attention, just basking in the way he feels against my skin.
He lets go of me, unclasping my bra as he murmurs, "I've never seen someone so beautiful."
No one's ever complimented me so much. I can feel my body heat up from embarrassment as well as from his words.
But I don't have long to feel the embarrassment before Luca is sliding my thong over, exposing my pussy to him and sliding his finger into me.
Though it feels good, it's not enough. This time I don't beg.
Placing my hand on his chest, I push him back down on his back.
Sliding down his body, I grip the waistband of his pants, pushing them down until his cock springs forward.
My eyes go to his long, hard cock and I swear I've never seen anything so—the words don't even come, but I do lick my lips.
I want to taste him but right at that moment my pussy clenches, reminding me that it needs to be filled up.
Moving as sexily as I can, I crawl up his body until my pussy is lined up with his cock.
Luca doesn't say anything. He just stares at me, his pupils so dilated that you can barely see the brown in them.
He's looking at me as if I'm something precious but also someone who turns him on. Another first for me.
In the past, it's only been about a physical need, but this feels so much more. I look down at his cock, ready to sit on it, when I see him leaking pre-cum. My fingers slide in it, spreading it across the tip.
"That feels so good," Luca moans.
"We've delayed this enough, it’s time," I tell him before I slide down his cock, filling up my needy pussy.
"Shit," we both groan at the same time. When I'm fully seated, I pause for a moment.
"You feel so good," I tell him, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his lips. My hands sit on the tops of my thighs as I press up on the balls of my feet and slide up and down on his shaft. Thankfully, I have strong legs.
But Luca doesn't leave me on my own for long. He grips my thighs, moving me up and down. My breasts bounce with every movement, but I can't think about that. The only thoughts in my head are how amazing he feels inside of me, and how he hits every erotic spot possible.
Electricity buzzes from my head to my toes as my pussy squeezes around Luca.
A smile comes to my face when he grunts out, "Damn, if you keep doing that, I'm going to be coming soon."
"Good because I'm close," I tell him, my voice shaking with need.
My legs tremble with my impending orgasm. Luca slides deep inside me and I'm right there on the edge. My hand slides down to my clit, rubbing it, giving me the sensation I need.
Luca looks down at my hand moving. "Yes. Touch yourself. Take control of what you need," he whispers.
It only takes a few swipes before my whole body tenses up and I'm falling over the edge, squeezing Luca which must be the catalyst that helps him because he's coming right along with me.
My heart is pounding out of my chest and I lay down on his, trying to calm myself.
Listening to his heartbeat, I can feel myself close my eyes and the next time I open them the sun is coming up over the ocean.
Panic engulfs me. I've never done anything like this before, and no matter what I felt last night, this was a one night stand. Nothing could come of this. He lives here and I'm supposed to go back to Los Angeles in a matter of days.
Quietly, I extract myself from Luca, making sure that I don't wake him. Grabbing my dress, I put it back on before I walk back to the resort.