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Patience when there was pleasure to be had wasn’t one of my strengths, but I could make an attempt so I wasn’t rushing him. At least for this first time. His fingertips snuck beneath the hem of my shirt and spread across the skin of my back, pressing me closer.
“You smell so good,” he murmured against my throat. “Sweet. Tart. Perfect.” He punctuated each word with his tongue lapping over my scent gland, making me wildly squirmy.
“Luca,” I whined, dropping down to grind harder against him. I bit my tongue to keep from demanding that he hurry along.
“Yes, Sunshine?”
A dangerous warmth blossomed in my chest at the nickname. I should nix it, but I hadn’t put “no pet names” on the list of rules. No one had used anything besides “omega” or plays on my name before. I silenced my thoughts by kissing him again, urging him to inch my shirt higher.
Stretching my arms overhead in a clear invitation to move things forward, Luca tugged my shirt off and tossed it aside, his face enraptured as he took in the expanse of skin, what little chest I had barely concealed by a white bralette that wasn’t doing a particularly good job of hiding the fact that my nipples were ready to cut glass.
Luca tugged one of the straps down and boosted me up with his arms under my butt so I was high enough for his lips to close over the peak. Pleasant warmth, like melted chocolate, radiated through me, fresh waves rolling with each sweep of his tongue. The rest of the bralette slowly made its way down until it was hanging around my waist, my top half completely exposed. Luca traced every inch of me with his fingertips, branding my skin as his lips joined the exploration until I was shaking in his grip.
“Luca, you’re overdressed.”
“You should fix that for me.” He lifted his arms adorably and I pulled off his shirt, squeaking when he squeezed me so we were chest to chest. “Is it weird to say thank you? I dunno what the protocol is during stuff like this.”
I snorted. “Are you trying to say thank you for me fucking you?”
“Yes?” He quirked his head. “I mean, I’ve been thinking about it a lot since the wedding and I still can’t quite believe you’re right here.”
I gave into the impulse and squeezed his cheeks between my hands. “Stop being so fucking cute. You’re very welcome for the fucking that’s about to happen, but if we’re going to get to that point we should hurry things along. I mean, not to rush you or anything, but I get up early and still have a workout and chores to fit on the schedule after this.”
“I could help?”
“You’re sweet, but I’ve been peopling all day and I need that alone time before bed so I can decompress. Until then I’m all yours, but please. I’m loving what’s happening and I’m impatient for the main event.”
His cock tapped at me through his pants. “You’re impatient for me?”
“Is that hard to believe?” I slid my fingers from his cheeks to interlace behind his head.
“Have you seen you?” Luca asked, completely earnest with a hint of laughter in his tone.
“I definitely have, but I’m also looking at you, and you’re exactly what I want right now.”
He lapsed into silence for a moment, before quietly asking, “Really?”
“Absolutely. Why would you think otherwise?”
Luca shrugged, not quite making eye contact with me. “You’ve seen my brother. It was hard growing up with him looking the way he does. No one ever gave me a second glance if he was around.”
I’d never run into that issue with my sisters, but Stella was so much older than me that we didn’t generally attract the same type of people.
“Sidney’s attractive, sure, but everyone has their own taste.” I shrugged. Luca was a total cutie even if he wouldn’t have made the cut to be on the cover of a magazine. “I don’t want him. Above and beyond the fact that he married my best friend. I want you.”
The tension in Luca’s body melted beneath me and he pulled me in for a kiss. “Sorry if I made things awkward,” he said. “Didn’t mean to be a mood killer.”
“Hmm, well, the good thing about a mood is that it can always be brought back. Why don’t you help me take off these pants and we’ll see what we can do about it?” I slid slowly off his lap, rotating so I could bend over and place my forearms on the coffee table, leaving my ass to Luca. He peeled my leggings down, his touch ghosting over my skin until my pants were on the floor and he was helping ease my feet out of them.
The crack of skin on skin as his hand connected to my ass cheek had me jumping and burying my face against my arms with a moan. “Fuck.”
“It’s a good thing I didn’t know there was a thong under those or I’d have embarrassed myself during yoga.”
I giggled, wiggling my hips until he delivered a smack to the other cheek, before his teeth nipped my butt and snared around the waistband string of the thong to tug it down. His mouth descended on my cunt, hot tongue sweeping between my folds. I stood on my toes to press against him, groaning freely as he took his time until my legs were shaking.
“Could we try putting that yoga to good use?” Luca kissed my pussy, fingers kneading my ass.
“What did you have in mind?”
