Page 90 of Spotlight Hearts

Luca pulls back just enough to look at me, his eyes soft in the low light from the city outside the windows.

“I want you to know I’m clean,” he says quietly. “I was tested after Whitney and I broke up for good a few weeks ago. And we probably should have had that conversation already, since, uh… I got carried away. I’m sorry about that…”

I swallow, my heart pounding. “I’m clean, too,” I admit. “It’s been… over a year for me. Maybe longer.”

Luca’s mouth curves into a small, teasing smile. “I was pretty sure my control-freak boyfriend would be clean.”

My heart thumps painfully behind my ribcage, and I catch my breath. “Boyfriend?”

He pauses, shifts off me slightly, propping himself up on his elbow to look down at me. His gaze goes serious, but there’s a playful glint in it.

“Yeah… boyfriend, right?”

A smile dances on my lips as I nod up at him. “Yeah. One-hundred percent. We just didn’t talk about it,” I say, capturing my lower lip with my teeth.

Luca’s grin widens, bright and boyish. He leans down and nips gently at my bottom lip, tugging it free from my teeth.

“Well, now we have,” he murmurs, voice warm and flirty. “So I can officially say I have a very uptight, very hot boyfriend who lets me fuck him raw in hotel showers.”

I laugh, the sound bubbling out of me, and shove at his shoulder. “You’re the worst.”

“Mm, but I’m your worst,” he says, pressing a quick kiss to the tip of my nose. “And you like it.”

I roll my eyes, but I’m still smiling. “Maybe a little.”

Luca’s expression softens again as he brushes a strand of damp hair off my forehead. “Good. Because I plan on keeping this boyfriend title for a long time.”

He dips down and kisses me again, full of that same lazy affection from earlier. His hand slides down my side, thumb stroking lazy circles over my abs as he settles more of his weight on me.

The butterflies in my stomach haven’t settled at all. If anything, they’re doing cartwheels now. And as Luca keeps kissing me like I’m something precious. I let myself sink into it completely.

Boyfriend.

I like the sound of that. A lot.

The kiss deepens without either of us deciding to. It starts soft, then turns hungry. Luca’s tongue slides against mine, tasting like mint toothpaste. His body is heavy and solid, skin still slightly damp from the shower, and every shift of his hips drags his half-hard cock against mine.

I feel myself getting hard again, fast. So does he.

Luca pulls back just enough to look down at me, eyes dark and playful. “Already?” he teases, rolling his hips so his thickening cock slides along the length of mine. The friction is electric. “Greedy princess boyfriend.”

“Shut up,” I mutter, but my voice is already breathy. I reach up and pull him back down into another kiss, deeper this time, tongues tangling while my hands roam over the strong lines of his back.

He groans softly into my mouth, the sound low and rough, vibrating against my chest. I can feel the way his cock is fully hard and leaking against my stomach. The slick heat of his precum smears between us, mixing with mine with every slow grind.

Luca breaks the kiss with a shaky exhale, lips brushing my ear.

“I want you to fuck me,” he whispers, voice husky. “Right now. Want to feel you inside me while I ride you.”

My cock twitches hard at the words. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” He nips at my earlobe, then sits up, straddling my hips. The sight of him like this—flushed chest, damp platinum hair falling into his eyes, cock heavy and leaking against my stomach—makes my mouth go dry.

He reaches for the bottle of lube on the nightstand, slicks his fingers, and reaches back to prep himself. I watch, mesmerized, as two of his fingers disappear inside his own ass. The wet, filthy sounds of him stretching himself fill the room. His cock bounces with every movement, the head slapping lightly against my abs and leaving shiny streaks of precum.

“Fuck, Luca,” I breathe, hands gripping his thighs. “You look so perfect like this.”

He smirks, adding a third finger, eyes locked on mine. “Wait till you’re inside me.”