22. Luca
Chapter twenty-two
Luca
M y dick springs free as I lower my sweats down my thighs. Gripping myself at the shaft, I give it a tight squeeze, and my eyes nearly roll in the back of my head from the pressure.
“Fuck,” I mutter.
I stroke myself from base to tip, switching up my pace as I close my eyes. I haven’t come in weeks.
I need this.
As my balls start to tighten and my thighs clench from the pleasure building, I can’t help but think of her.
How her dark eyes would look glazed over from the pleasure I’d make sure she’d had before she even thought about taking care of me. How her plump wet lips would look wrapped around my cock as she filled her throat with it.
I’d run my fingers through her thick coils, gripping her roots and making her take me all the way to the hilt.
But I wouldn’t come like this.
No.
I’d have to be inside her. I’d love nothing more than to watch as she comes undone around me, riding my dick. Her thick brown thighs squeezing my sides as she lowers herself onto me.
My hand pumps faster, seeking the friction I wish she were giving me.
My breath comes out in pants, tension coiling throughout me as I picture her smart mouth open wide. Her gorgeous head thrown back as I fuck myself into her, watching as she takes every ounce of her pleasure from me.