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Another tingling jolt.
“Yes!” I screamed before collapsing on top of him, our bodies melding together in spent, sweaty fervor.
“Holy shit,” he gasped.
“Yeah,” I breathed. “Holy shit.”
* * *
As I got dressed,I couldn’t help but watch the sexy man I had just had sex with doing the same. There was tension in the air.
An arousal that lingered between us.
I could have gone several rounds with him.
I felt connected to him, in some unspoken way. It was strange because we were strangers. And we both wanted to keep it that way.
As he dressed, I couldn't help but admire the muscles on his torso. I gazed at him, captivated by the sight of his chiseled physique. Every line, every edge was just immaculate. The curve of his sculpted chest and abdomen drew my attention like a moth to a flame. I was bewitched.
I had never seen someone so physically fit.
I had gone to the police academy and seen several young guys with their shirts off. Most of them were fit.
But none as fit as Luca.
His broad shoulders hinted at the strength he exuded, and his body as a whole dripped with sex appeal and confidence.
I liked to imagine him being a personal trainer, but he seemed too brooding and dark.
Like he could be a secret agent.
I wanted to laugh at my musings.
There was no way that was the case.
But it was probably better I didn’t know.
I sighed audibly, much to my dismay, as I observed the way his skin seemed to glow from the streetlamp outside. The light highlighted the contours of his body, nearly causing me to drool.
He looked at me, and I looked away.
It was a game of cat and mouse.
I could see him smirk in my peripheral.
But then he grabbed his shirt and threw it on, his muscles flexing as it fell over his arms.
A shiver rolled down my spine.
There was a mutual physical attraction; one I knew I couldn’t deny.
I cleared my throat, hoping to maneuver my thoughts away from slamming him back down on my bed and having my way with him.
Curiosity was getting the better of me.
“What brought you to the bar tonight?” I asked.
He chuckled. “I thought we weren’t getting too personal.”
