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My hands slid from his shoulders, down his arms and back up. I circled a puckered scar on his left shoulder and traced a long scar across the right side of his ribs. His muscles twitched and tensed where I explored, showing the amount of effort it was taking to be patient. I could feel his heart pounding beneath my palms. His skin hot enough to burn my fingertips. Flames licked across my skin when he let out a shuttered breath.
I locked eyes with him wanting to watch the light flare in them as I moved one of my hands down his washboard abs. Light as feathers I trailed them lower past his navel, down his happy trail. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. I kept my touch light, his chest rose and fell heavily under my hand as the other closed around his hard length. Luca closed his eyes and groaned as I stroked him slowly. His head fell back to savor my touch, hips bucking forward. My heart jumped at the feel of him in my palm, hot and hard as steel. His tip dripped with need and sent my heart racing. His eyes shot open to find mine.
“I’m yours Becka,” he said, voice tight with restraint. “And you are mine.”
“I’m yours. And you are mine,” I confirmed breathlessly.
Whatever self-control he had shattered in a flash of wide eyes. Luca swept me up into his arms, taking my mouth with his. I could taste myself on his lips. I released his shaft, reaching for his shoulders to steady myself as he laid us on the bed. He pinned me under his body, feeling his tip on my wet entrance. Luca braced himself on his elbows, holding me under the shoulder blades.
We locked eyes.
His hips pressed forward, entering me slowly— deliciously— until he buried himself to the hilt. My head rolled back into the pillow, eyes fluttering closed, moaning the length of his movement. His own groan of pleasure was loud against my neck.
Oh my God.
Luca filled me completely, pressing against all my boundaries. My breath was stolen away. He’s perfect. But he didn’t move to do more. I paused with concern. “Is something wrong.” Is something wrong with me?
“Absolutely nothing. You’re so tight. You feel so fucking good. I just want to lay here and feel you for a minute.”
I beamed with happiness at his words but my own ache begged to be satisfied. “Luca,” I whispered undulating against him.
He took in my face. “Impatient are we?” he said with a smile.
I bucked against him harder, the whimper I let loose sounded shamefully desperate.
“Fuck,” Luca hissed. Then he began thrusting into me, starting slow, but quickly picking up speed. His thrusts became a steady, hard pace. A connection snapped into place like the final piece in a puzzle. Everything about Luca’s energy consumed me. My mind turned to mush. There was nothing but us reaching to blanket every corner of my brain. Every bit of him pulled on a string tied to my heart, yanking so tight my body quivered at the sudden strain.
Luca’s breath puffed in and out of his powerful chest while he pounded into me with glorious intent. His weight and strength crushed me into the mattress. The cries of pleasure ripping from my throat drove him harder and deeper. My thighs tightened around his hips, my heels dug into the backs of his hard thighs.
Luca stretched me to the max. My orgasm built faster then I could comprehend, causing my toes to curl and my nails to dig hard into his back. Tingling sensations ran down my legs, building in my core. I held on for dear life as my inner muscles tightened and Luca drove me further into bliss. He was hitting my spot on every thrust. “Oh. Right there.”
His teeth ground together and arms tightened around me. “Becka.” My name sounded like a benediction falling from his lips. He was getting close too. The energy in my core turned blinding hot, zipping up my spine. The noises I made were no longer human. Luca could feel I was on the edge. He dipped his head biting down on the sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder. The mix of pleasure-pain sent me skyrocketing.
I flew apart, long and loud, throwing my head back against the pillow. The orgasm so powerful I thought I was going to come out of my skin. Luca continued to thrust as I cried out, my insides pulsing around him, squeezing him like a vice. After a few more hard thrusts Luca groaned loud into the crook my neck as his cock throbbed and his hot release jetted inside me.
He went lax, his body shuttering through the after effects of his orgasm. We were both panting hard. I could feel his heart pounding in rhythm with mine when he sagged into me, wincing as he pulled out. I immediately missed the connection. He fell to the side pulling me into his chest, holding me close. We laid still as we tried to catch our breath.
“Holy shit, Becka,” he breathed, “that was…”
“Good?” Please say good. It had certainly been incredible for me.
“Baby, that was amazing.” He pressed a light kiss to my forehead.
My chest ached with joy as I laid there curled into his side, my legs still limp.
I had hoped for good but the fact was, the way Luca felt inside me was earth shattering. The all-consuming desire in his eyes. The way our bodies responded to each other. Amazing.
He had taken his time to make sure I was comfortable and pleasured just like he promised. Un-rushed and unselfish. The already regretted college boy I now considered an absolute joke compared to what it was like being with Luca. All driven by the feelings that grew for him every day.
My heart was filling up and getting heavy in my chest. A deep sigh puffed from my lips.
I’d never felt so sated and happy.
