Page 57 of One Step After Another

He decided it was the second-best sound when even as she hadn’t stopped shaking, she slid down his body with a demand for, “More—make me come again.”

Not I want to.

Not that she would do it.

She wanted it from him.

He was being stupid, and he knew it because he thought about nothing but being buried inside of her. Even as they helped each other from what remained of their clothes, the last thing on his mind was being safe.

Yeah.

Stupid.

He also didn’t care when she slid down his length and leaned in for a kiss. With the taste of her still on his lips, she licked it from his mouth while he filled her full. The tightness of her cunt, wet and hot around him, drove Luca to the edge of insanity in a split second.

The long length of her white hair fell like a curtain over her bouncing tits with every lift and lower of her body. He found her hands with his own, weaving their fingers together when she straightened up and watched him down below.

She was still clenching tight from her first orgasm; his cock worked into those tight muscles. He kept her arms high over her head with one hand while his other palmed her throat. She didn’t shy away from that, either, and then he could really pound into her.

Those rising moans ...

Every broken cry ...

It was because of him.

Luca knew it shouldn’t be—this wasn’t what he was supposed to be doing with Penny. He couldn’t even begin to fathom how he would tell his friend what he had done here.

He also didn’t care.

Not in that moment.

How could he when he had this?

• • •

“SUCCESS,” LUCA SAIDas he slipped back into the room with a bottle of unopened vodka in hand. “I had to bribe the guy who handles the liquor but—”

“I always wanted to come back.”

The door closed under Luca’s hand, but he didn’t move away from it. Instead, he watched Penny from where she sat in the middle of the bed. The thin blanket pooled at her waist, doing nothing to hide the nakedness of her upper body. She didn’t seem to mind as she fingered the edge of the blanket, her brow drawn down in her thoughts.

“Back here, you mean?”

Because that’s what he hoped she meant.

“I wanted to,” she said, making him hear what she was trying to say. “But it wasn’t supposed to happen. Or at least, that’s what I was always told. I gave up something to give something back ... I know it doesn’t make sense to you. Maybe you want to understand—”

“All you have to do is tell me.”

Penny shook her head. “Not when that means doing more damage, Luca. Not when it might mean ruining everything that’s got me to this point. I’m so close.”

Anger at not knowing what she was trying to tell him rushed out of him when he snapped, “To what?”

She didn’t reply.

He should have expected that.

“It won’t matter, will it?” she asked.