The second the door clicked shut, Luca had me pressed against it, his hands gripping my waist like he never wanted to let go. His mouth found mine in a kiss so full of relief and hunger, it stole the air from my lungs. I felt like a drowning woman, and Luca was my life raft.
“Guess we won’t be needing separate bedrooms anymore,” I giggled into the kiss, letting Luca drag me to his bedroom in our shared suite. Luca threw me down onto his bed. He pulled his shirt over his head, and I took my time to admire his body.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me and finish what you started back at the paddock?” he asked with a cocky grin.
With eager anticipation, I nodded, instinctively licking my lips as I scooted to the edge of the bed. My fingers expertly worked their way towards his belt, slowly unbuckling it before gliding over the top of his boxers.
As I hooked my fingers around the elastic band, I effortlessly slid both his pants and boxers down his legs. Taking hold of him, I began to stroke with a slow and steady rhythm, causing Luca to gasp and place his hand on my shoulder for support. The way he responded to me, his body arching, the way he hissed my name, made heat pool low in my stomach. I loved the way I could make him putty in my hands with my touch. Loved the way he melted every time I sunk my mouth onto him.
I loved him.
Luca tapped my lips with his thumb, motioning for me to open, which I obliged.
“Fuck,amore, I’ll never get used to how good you feel,” Luca hissed.
I let him slide out of my mouth, running my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, which earned me another raspy groan.
“Don’t be a tease,” he demanded, although his voice came out breathy and I smirked up at him as I repeated my teasing. His tip was leaking pre-cum, clearly aching to be touched. I let my lips wrap around him, increasing my pace as his hips started to buck. He slid in and out of me, and I could tell from his thrusts and heavy breathing that he was getting closer, and I grasped his balls with my free hand, gently massaging them.
Luca pulled out, grabbing my head back. “As much as I want to finish in your mouth,amore, I want to finish inside of you more.”
Without hesitation, he jumped onto the bed and climbed on top of me. He wasted no time in removing my shirt, pulling it over my head to expose the purple lace bra that he had included in my gift bag a few days prior.
“Fuck, I knew this would look incredible on you.” He leaned down to kiss each breast, paying special attention to each peak. Slowly, he slid the purple lace off before moving to my skirt, sliding it down my legs as I laid down on the bed, now completely naked before him. Luca’s hands slid down to my core, and upon feeling how wet I was, he gave me a satisfied grin. His mouth started to work its way down, but I shot out a hand, pulling him back up so I could capture his lips in a passionate kiss.
“I need you, now.”
“Well, then,amore, your wish is my command,” Luca whispered, his voice husky and overcome with emotion. Luca quickly slipped on a condom, before leaning back down. His cock pressed against me before he slowly entered me, eliciting a loud moan from my lips. It felt like he was filling a void in my soul. I had been so restless since we left the paddock, and the sensation of him inside me was like the air I had been craving to breathe.
He gazed down at me with tenderness, his lips meeting mine in a gentle kiss. He whispered in my ear, asking if I was alright. With a nod, I eagerly returned his affectionate kisses while Luca began to move inside of me. His thrusts were slow and deliberate, a change from when we’d been on the yacht. As he trailed kisses along my neck, he whispered “I love you” after each one.
Such a good girl for me. I love you so much. You take me so well.
The praises kept coming, and I was reveling in them, each one bringing me closer to my peak. Luca leaned back on his heels, pulling my body with him, and I was now straddling him as he held me in place, moving me up and down on his cock. The new position helped Luca get even deeper, allowing him to hit that magical spot with each thrust.
“Oh, Luca, this feels amazing. Fuck. Don’t stop.”
“Come with me.” My nails scraped along his back as I rode the waves of sensation. When his hand found the space between us, I was gone. Luca followed with a groan, holding me tightly as he spilled into me.
Exhaustion flooded my body as Luca carefully placed me onto the bed.
“Stay right there,” he whispered. He kissed my shoulder and disappeared into the bathroom. He cleaned me up, then tossed the towel aside and climbed back into bed, immediately pulling me into his arms.
We lay there, panting heavily, our bodies wrapped around each other. Finally, I tilted my head to look at him, brushing a lock of damp hair from his forehead.
“So, you had something to say earlier?”
Luca sat up, his face serious. “I’ve been thinking about this. Us. And I can’t do this anymore.”
My body went rigid.
“Relax,amore,” he soothed, letting out a little chuckle. “I can’t do thisfakerelationship anymore, Georgia, because it’s too much for me. I can’t wake up each day, feeling how I feel about you, without being able to call you mine. I love you, Georgia Dubois. I want you to be mine, 100 per cent, every day. I want—no, Ineed—to be able to tell everyone that my heart is yours. That it has been for years.”
Luca’s words filled my racing heart. No one had ever said those words to me before, not with that level of conviction, with such emphasis and meaning. No boyfriend had ever looked at me the way Luca was looking at me now, like I was the most precious thing in the world, a rare diamond that he would treasure forever.
“Are you, Luca Playboy Rossi, asking me, Georgia Sassy Dubois, to be your girlfriend? Have I finally tamed the infamous Formula 1 bachelor?” I teased, giving his neck a soft kiss.
He laughed, pulling me even closer. “Oh, Georgia, you’ve owned my heart for much longer than you know. When I asked you out all those years ago, my heart was already yours.”
