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I arch my back, my peaked nipples grazing his chest.
His fingers continue to dip in and out of me while his other hand pinches my nipple.
“Do you have a condom?”
“Yes. Well, one.”
Luca rises to retrieve it, and I decide to ask. “I haven’t been with anyone since before Truitt was born. I’m clean.”
Before I can ask the same of him, he blurts, “It’s been a long time for me. But I was tested after that and I’m good. Are you on the pill?”
“No. But I can’t get pregnant.” I really don’t want to go into detail about why right now. Let’s just say, I have no intention of ever getting pregnant again. If we were in a relationship, I’d consider broaching the subject. But we’re not.
Luca bends, taking his boxers down with him. The memory of that glorious tight ass peeking through his hospital gown is now here in living color. I’m trying to appreciate the muscular globes when he turns and the sight of his engorged cock steals my breath.
As I expected, he’s big. I watch as he sheaths himself with a condom before crawling back over me. He dips his head down to twirl his tongue around each nipple before thrusting the tip of his cock into me. “Fuck, Jill. You’re so tight.” His head falls back as he inches in a little farther.
I can’t help but scrunch my eyes closed at the burn. He’s a big man, and it’s been a long time. I want him, but it’s taking some adjusting.
Luca begins rotating his hips before he leans to one side and rubs circles over my clit. The sensation is so pleasurable, I start to relax under his touch.
“That’s it. Let me in, Cucciolotta. I need to be inside you before I embarrass myself.”
I start to rock my hips, and he pushes in farther and farther with each stroke. Once he’s completely seated, he bends down to kiss me. Then says, “Fammi vedere come scopi bene.” I’m about to ask what this means when his hips buck wildly into me. My eyes nearly roll back in my head at the sensation.
I attempt to look down at our connection, but the sight of his rippling abdominal muscles as he pounds his cock in and out of me is like lighting a match. I can feel myself starting to quake.
“Stai godendo?” he grunts above me. I have absolutely no idea what this man is saying, but he could be telling me to pass the salt in Italian and it would push me over the edge.
“Luca.” I exhale. “Oh god.” My orgasm starts at the base of my spine and ripples out in all directions. I practically see stars.
Luca’s pace picks up. Leaning on his forearms, he bucks into me with wild abandon. I dig my nails into his rock hard ass as skin slaps against skin. The sounds our bodies are making are hedonistic. Sex has never been this wild and uncontrolled before. And I had absolutely no idea what I was missing.
He tilts the angle of his pelvis just slightly, so that each thrust hits an area within me that I can only imagine must be my Gspot. My lower body starts to tremble just as Luca lifts my legs up so my feet are resting near his shoulders. He’s so incredibly deep.
“Sto venendo. Sto venendo,” he rumbles loudly above me. His pace quickens even further, causing my pussy to clench around him once more before he stills, his cock jerking inside of me. His eyes are closed, but the expression on his face is pure rapture. I have to be dreaming. That I could make anyone look like that, much less this man.
After a few moments, he slowly rocks his hips as if he’s trying to milk every drop of his climax before withdrawing, his face nuzzled in the crook of my neck. I’m shocked I’m still awake following two thunderclap orgasms and an eight-hour shift at the hospital. But I’m fueled on adrenalin and Luca.
As he stills in my arms, I run my nails down his sweaty back, when out of the blue, he bolts upright. It all happens so fast, I feel I must be in shock as he springs from the bed, throws on his jeans, and runs out the door.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Jillian
What just happened?Sure, it’s been a while. I might be rusty, but it couldn’t have been that bad?
Before I can get up to investigate what happened, Luca flies back through the door, shutting it behind him. “I’m sorry, Cucciolotta.” He flops onto the bed, causing me to bounce. “I tried to control it, but you make me crazy.” Lifting my hand to his mouth, he kisses my fingertips. “I wanted to make sure I didn’t wake the kids.”
Stunned. I’m stunned. There couldn’t be a more perfect man on the planet. Okay, he could confess some of the things he’s being secretive about. Plus, there’s that whole I don’t want a relationship with you thing.
Luca runs his strong, ink-covered fingers through my damp hair. “You’re so beautiful.”
And I’m gone.
Pushing him off of me, I throw myself on top of him, kissing him with the same reckless abandon he’d done to me earlier.
Cradling my face, he tilts my head toward the ceiling and drags his tongue down the column of my neck. The sweat glistening on my skin instantly turns to ice, my goose pimpled flesh making me feel more alive than I can ever remember.
