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“Tell me to stop.” He gripped my hips and rammed into me. “Say it.”
Yeah, I should demand that he stop. How dare he? How dare he fuck me without asking first. How dare he? I let my head fall back. He was so thick. My walls could barely handle him. This fullness inside me was incredibly erotic. I wanted more of it.
“How dare you?”
“How dare I fuck a queen?” He puffed a breath of hot air on my neck before he sunk his teeth into me. “Tell me to stop.”
“Fuck me. Omigod.” I cupped his cheeks and brought his mouth down to mine. “Please fuck me.”
He kissed me hard. Our first kiss wasn’t the sweet and demure gesture I always fantasized about. No, he kissed me hard while he fucked me with everything he had. I knew sex with Luca would be intense and all-consuming. But what he was doing to me now surpassed all my dreams. It defied reality.
“Jesus.” Luca held me tighter as he found his own release. His hot skin urged me to touch all of him, his chest, his back, his biceps. When I wrapped my arms around him, his body trembled before he melted into me in a sort of surrender.
Though I knew this couldn’t be his surrender. Maybe more of a respite. He’d been mad at me for so long. We’d been bickering for so long. I had no idea how to deal with this new version of us—this satiated and content version.
I ran my hands over him again, reveling in every plane and valley on his back. What did this mean? What now? I wanted to ask, but I was afraid to break the spell. And I was afraid to read too much into it. We lived in a mafia world with its rigid rules and traditions. Luca’s family and mine would never agree to this.
I could pretend he loved me. That together we could write our own story and start a new life. But that would be another lie—a fairy tale.
“Luca,” I whispered in his ear.
He shook his head, tickling my neck with his soft hair. If I hadn’t been hyper aware of his naked body, I would’ve missed the subtle shift. From there on, it was like being caught in an avalanche as he pushed away from me.
“Alfred will drive you home.”
“What? No.” I reached for him.
He caught my hand and raised it so it was at eye level. As if to show me that I was no longer allowed to touch him. The cool and collected Professor Gallo was back.
“Go home, Ms. Salvatore.”
Shame washed over me. I was everything he thought I was. I was the spoiled and naive girl I’d always been. It didn’t matter what games I played. They were just that, silly games from a silly girl. I had lost this round. Because when it came to Luca, I could never win.
“Luca,” I begged as tears streamed down my cheeks.
I didn’t know what I wanted. Was I expecting pillow talk or cuddling? Wasn’t that what couples did? I swallowed as I glanced around his home. I had barely made it past the foyer. There were four other floors I didn’t get to see. Nothing had changed. I was the outsider, trying to look into Luca’s private life.
“Now.” He tucked his semi-erect cock back in his pants, then ambled toward the door. To his credit, he didn’t immediately open the door to kick me out. He called his driver first. “Alfred, Ms. Salvatore is ready to go home.” He paused. “Yes, thank you.”
“Wait. Your driver was waiting outside for you to be done with me?” I stomped toward the now open door.
“Good night, Ms. Salvatore.” His abs bulged up as he gestured toward the black sedan outside.
“Go to hell.” I said it to his face as I swiped my backpack off the floor.
As soon as I descended the stairs and hung a left, he called after me. But that only made me break into a run. I could get my own ride home. My humiliation was complete. He didn’t need to add Alfred in the mix. I reached inside my coat and retrieved my phone. As soon as I realized Luca hadn’t even bothered to unbutton my top, I sobbed into my phone. What the fuck was that? Was this a thing he did every semester? Pick a random, clueless girl and fuck her in his parlor?
Through my tears, I glared at the Uber app tracking my car. In two minutes flat, an SUV pulled up and called my name. I climbed in and cried some more into my hands. Maybe the driver was used to this kind of display because he didn’t even ask if I was okay. He simply drove me home.
As soon as he stopped in front of Enzo’s building, I bolted and headed inside. I sighed in relief when the elevator door slid open to reveal an empty house. No doubt Enzo was out prowling the streets of New York, looking for assholes to beat up. It was just as well. I needed to process tonight all on my own.
In my suite, I dumped my coat on the bed, then trudged to the bathroom to run the shower. I droppped my clothes on the floor. When I removed my underwear, I winced at the blood. It was all over my panties and my skirt. This was not how I had envisioned losing my virginity. Had he even noticed?
I stepped into the stall and let the warm spray soothe my pussy. The ache between my legs was something I’d never felt before. It hurt. Though his swift dismissal pained me way more. I had so many questions. Every time I interacted with Luca, he left me spiraling.
“Ahhh.” I screamed at the marble tile.
It pissed me off that this was the only outlet I had left. Because Luca didn’t even offer me the courtesy of letting me punch his perfect face for taking something that didn’t belong to him. My virginity had been meant for someone else. As archaic as it sounded, Aunt Vittoria was right. Someone with my standing within the Society could marry anyone she wanted. If I threw my virginity on top of that, I could conquer the world. So to speak.
