Chapter 18
Dinner had been nice. More than nice. The wine, the soft candlelight, the easy conversation. The way he watched me across the table with the lazy smirk when I held his gaze a second too long. Also the kiss which had left a whisper of unfulfilled desire humming beneath my skin.
I caught my reflection in the mirror in the bathroom and traced a fingertip along my collarbone, watching a droplet of water slide over my skin before vanishing beneath my nightgown. I smoothed my hands over the fabric, then reached for the door handle.
When I stepped into the bedroom, Luca was stretched out against the headboard holding his phone. His black boxers sat low on his hips, exposing the sharp lines of his abdomen. The duvet rumpled around him.
He didn't look up immediately but I felt the moment he noticed me.
His attention drifted lazily from his phone to me, dark eyes dragging over my frame in a slow sweep. His lips curled into slow smirk and heat pooled between my legs before he even spoke.
"You wearing anything underneath that?"
I met his gaze. "Yes"
Luca hummed, setting his phone aside.
"Take it off."
I swallowed before I reached beneath the hem of my nightgown. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of my panties and slid them down my legs, pooling at my feet.
I stepped out of them, keeping my gaze on him.
Luca's eyes darkened, his eyes tracking every movement. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
"Come here"
I took a slow step forward. Then another.
Luca shifted, pushing the duvet aside as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He sat there watching me intensely.
When I reached him, he grabbed my hips, fingers grazing my nightgown before curling into the fabric.
Luca pulled me onto his lap helping me straddle him. He parted my thighs, spreading them just enough as his lips brushed against the side of my neck. His hands roamed mapping the shape of me through the silk.
He dragged his lips along my jaw, sending shivers skimming down my spine. Then he shifted,laying back on the bed adjusting the pillow. I looked at him confused.
Luca smirked, dark eyes glinting as he looked up at me. His grip on my waist tightened, dragging me higher, until my knees framed his face, until I understood exactly what he wanted.
I could feel his breath against my pussy.Goosebumps erupted along my skin.
His voice was all sin and teasing. "Ride my face."
My eyes widened. I wasn't going to do that but his slow breathing over my pussy made me think again.
Luca hummed in approval but didn't made a move.
"Work for it" he murmured, his grip tightening on my hip. "Take what you want."
He just lay there, his hands bunching my nightgown at the back baring my pussy. He sticked out his tongue.
Waiting.
I sucked in a shaky breath and shifted forward, just a little bracing my hands on either side of his head until his tongue slightly brushed my folds.
Luca's smirk widened. "Good girl"
A flush burned my cheeks, my stomach tightening at the praise. I moved again, a fraction closer, my knees bracketing his head properly now.
His tongue lazily stroking me sent a sharp jolt through me, that had my fingers digging into the sheets beside his head.
"Relax," he murmured against me, the vibration of his voice alone enough to make me come undone. "Let me taste you properly."
My body trembled as I forced myself to give in, to let him devour me the way he clearly intended.
And God, did he.
Luca was slow at first, teasing, flicking his tongue in featherlight strokes that sent sparks dancing through my veins. But then his grip tightened, his fingers pressing into my hips as he sucked, his tongue parting my folds.
A sharp gasp escaped me, my thighs trembling where they framed his face. My fingers fisted the sheets.
"Luca..." I was whimpering rolling my hips shamelessly.
He groaned in response, the sound raw. He let the nightgown go, the cloth falling over his face. I felt his finger parting me now andhis lips closing around my clit as he sucked.
Pleasure slammed into me. My head tipped back, a desperate sound slipping from my lips. He wasn't just eating me, he was feasting.
I rocked against him without thinking, chasing the sharp, molten pleasure curling low in my stomach.
His tongue flicked, licked, teased then his teeth grazed me just rightand a broken moan tore from my throat.
Luca groaned again, deep, needy going faster now.
I was close, so close I could taste it, my breath coming in short, desperate pants.
And then he slowed down.
I let out a frustrated sound. He dragged his tongue over me in slow, leisurely strokes as if he had all the time in the world.
The bastard.I felt his smirk before I saw it.
I grabbed the hem of my nightgown removing it from his face, his gaze was dark and lips coated with my juices.
I looked down at him, heat flooding my face. "Luca?"
His dark eyes gleamed up at me, full of wicked amusement. "What, carina?"
"I swear to God...."
"Swear to me."
Then he wrapped his lips around my clit again, sucking deep and my words died in my throat. Pleasure slammed into me like a tidal wave drowning me whole.
I came with a sharp, helpless cry, my thighs shaking as the orgasm crashed over me. Luca's hands held me down as he licked me through every shuddering wave.
It was too much, too sweet, too good, too Luca but he didn't stop. His tongue still there, hungry like he was tasting victory itself.
When I finally slumped forward breathless, his grip loosened just enough to let me collapse onto his chest.
I had barely caught my breath, still trembling from the aftershocks when he flipped me over. My front pressed into the mattress, my breath hitching as he dragged my hips into the air against his.
"You didn't think I was finished, did you?" His voice was rough.
Luca bunched my nightgown higher, baring my ass to him. His hands traced over the skin slowly
Then, a sharp smack.
I gasped, heat blooming where his palm met my skin. "Luca—"
Another smack, this one firmer, making my thighs squeeze together instinctively.
He hummed in approval, his fingers kneading the sting before sliding lower, brushing between my legs.
"You are still dripping," he mused. "Did you like that?"
I turned my head looking at him, my cheek pressing into the sheets.
Luca tsked. His fingers circled and teased my clit.
"Answer me," he murmured, his free hand bracing against my lower back, holding me in place as he toyed with me. "Or I will have to make you."
A shaky breath left my lips. "Yes."
His fingers stilled.
"Yes, what?"
I squeezed my eyes shut, my body burning with anticipation.
"Yes, I liked it."
Luca chuckled, pleased. "Good girl."
I opened my eyes as his hand left my body only to see him pushing down his boxer freeing his cock.
Luca was thick and hard, the tip already glistening as he stroked himself once, twice, watching me. Watching how I trembled beneath him, bare and waiting.
A slow smirk curved his lips. "Spread your knees wider"
I obeyed, my thighs parting as I arched my back for him. I felt him position himself behind me.
Luca dragged the head of his cock through my folds coating himself in my wetness. A strangled whimper escaped me, my fingers fisting the sheets as my hips rocked back instinctively.
"You are so wet for me. So desperate."he murmured, his free hand gripping my hip, holding me still.
His cock nudged at my entrance, stretching me just enough to make me gasp before he pulled back, barely pushing in.
I whined, pressing back against him, desperate for more but his grip tightened, his fingers digging into my hips.
Another sharp smack against my ass. My breath hitched, pleasure and frustration tangling together.
"Patience, carina" he murmured, his tone both teasing and commanding. "You will take me when I decide."
My fingers twisted into the sheets. "Luca please."
He hummed, his cock pressed into me again. This time slower, stretching me inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. I let out a broken moan, my body clenching around him as I tried to adjust in this new position.
Luca let out a low groan, his fingers flexing against my skin.
"Fuck" His voice was strained like he was barely holding himself together.
He gave me a moment, his palm smoothing over my lower back. "Mine."
The word sent a shiver down my spine. He pulled out again before snapping his hips forward. Each followed thrust was deep, guiding me back onto his cock.
Luca wrapped his fingers in my hair, pulling just enough to make my back arch.
A moan escape me, raw and desperate. His grip tightened, jerking my head back, the sharp bite of pain blending with the pleasure as he sat back on his heels pulling me up on his lap, still thrusting into me.
"Luca....I'm..." I moaned.
"I know" he rasped. "Come for me."
His voice was a growl now, rough and ragged. His free hand slipped between my legs, fingers pressing and circling my clit.
A sharp, wrecked cry ripped from my throat as my body seized, pleasure detonating in a rush so intense I couldn't stop it....
OhGod.
Heat flooded my face as I felt the sudden gush of liquid, my entire body going rigid with shock. My face burned as reality hit me, embarrassment flooding every inch of my body.
I squirted.
On him. On the bed.
Luca stilled for just a second. Then, he chuckled.A deep, wicked sound vibrating against my spine.
"FuckAlessa" he murmured, his fingers tightening in my hair, his other hand gripping my hip, holding me in place as he slowly rocked into me. "Did you just?"
Humiliation burned through me.
"I.... I didn't mean to" I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. Heat crawled up my neck, my hands fisting the sheets beneath me. "I'm.... oh God, I'm so sorry."
Luca let out a low laugh, his grip tightening just a fraction before he pulled my head back, forcing me to meet his dark gaze.
"Sorry?" His smirk was pure sin. "Why the fuck are you apologizing?"
I swallowed hard, my face burning.
His fingers trailed down my breasts sending another shiver through me.
"You think I didn't love that?" His voice was rough, dripping satisfaction. "You think I don't want to make you do it again?"
I let out a small, mortified whimper. My body betraying me, still trembling from the aftershocks.
Luca groaned, dragging his teeth over my shoulder, still inside me, still thick and hard.
"Filthy little thing" he murmured, his tone equal parts teasing and praising. "Guess I will just have to fuck another one out of you."
My breath hitched.
"Don't pass out on me yet, carina." His teeth grazed my throat. "We are just getting started."
And then, there was nothing. Nothing but the warmth of our entangled bodies as Luca pulled me under him once again.