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His messy hair and sleepy eyes gave him a sexy, just-woke-up look that I could never pull off. My gaze swept down his naked body, and suddenly the room temperature was too hot. Luca took my breath away every time he looked at me like that. Like I was the most beautiful woman in the world.
He ambled over to me and wrapped his arms around me. “I didn’t say you could leave the bed.” His body was so warm to the touch—all soft skin and hard muscle.
“I wanted to clean myself up.” I melted into him. “I haven’t mastered the hot morning look like you.”
“Hmm.” He chuckled and nuzzled my neck. “How are you feeling?” He slipped his hand under my T-shirt and cupped my pussy.
“A little sore.” I sighed, giving into the heat his hand worked up on my mound. “Not too bad.”
“Good. Because I want us to fuck in the shower.” He pressed his mouth to mine, then picked me up by the waist.
“Right now?” I moaned when the cold tile brushed my back.
Luca caged me in as he reached over and turned on the water. He kept his hand under the spray until it was warm, then gently scooped water between my legs. It felt amazing. He soothed my soreness with his soft touch, lingering kisses on my chest and neck.
“What should your punishment be for going through my things?” He drew circles around my clit.
“I didn’t go through your things.” I panted a breath, running my hands over his shoulders.
“Don’t lie, Donata. That’s how you get in trouble.”
I opened my mouth to tell him he was being irrational. I hadn’t done anything wrong. Sure, I took a T-shirt, some toiletries. Maybe I did deserve it. Images of him spanking me flitted through my mind. That alone had me craving him again, wanting him to dominate me.
Steam clung to the tile and glass door, making it feel like we were in our own little cocoon, where no one else was allowed. Luca continued to pour water over me, while he kissed my pebbled nipples over the wet fabric of my T-shirt, pushing it against my boobs so he could see them through it.
I ran my hands over the muscled planes on his back and abs. Though every time I tried to get close to kiss his body, he pushed me back to the wall. “Stay there. I haven’t decided what to do with you yet.”
He took both my wrists and placed them over my head. “Don’t move.”
With his hot gaze on mine, he sat on his haunches, lifted my T-shirt, just enough to expose me, then planted an open-mouth kiss on my pussy. I yelped from the jolt of raw desire his tongue sent straight to my core. I brought my leg up, and the stubble on his cheek rubbed against the inside of my thigh as he stood to his full height.
“Spread your legs for me.” He whispered in my ear as he rolled the T-shirt up my body then hooked it over my head. “Keep your arms where they are.”
I could only imagine what I looked like to him right now, blindfolded and fully exposed for him to do whatever he wanted. My cheeks burned hot. I was both turned on and embarrassed. When, suddenly, a rush of cold air swept through my body.
I moved my head to see around the blindfold. “Luca?”
There was no answer.
My pulse spiked when I realized this was my punishment for leaving the bed and snooping around. I made to move, but then remembered he wanted me to hold still. I stayed where I was in his shower with my legs wide open and my now aching arms over my head. I thought of the first time he asked me to touch myself in his classroom. I had felt naked and vulnerable; the idea of getting caught was mortifying. Right now, all those emotions came rushing back.
“Luca.” I called for him again.
Something large and smooth pressed against my folds, massaging them and spreading them open. The soothing motion made me relaxed, which is when the dildo between my legs began to buzz softly.
“More.” I needed him to go much faster and harder than that.
“Patience.” He kissed my lips, then moved down to my breasts. “Soon, I’ll be able to fuck you the way I’ve been dying to do. But, for now, we have to take it slow.”
“I thought you wanted to punish me.” I had anticipated another spanking. As infuriating as it was to have him treat me like a spoiled brat, the act itself was a huge turn-on for me. “Though I can’t remember why.”
“I woke up and you were gone.” He took my hand and guided it to his erection.
Last night, he’d showed me how he liked to be stroked. As far as cocks went, I hadn’t seen many, but his had to be up there in both size and appearance. For lack of a better term, he had a pretty penis. I wrapped my fingers around it, trying to memorize every inch of it—the vein that ran underneath from his balls to his tip, the smoothness of his shaft, and its thickness.
“You do that so well.” He let out a shaky breath. When he stepped closer to give me better access, he also increased the speed of the vibrator wedged between my folds. “I want us to come like this.”
His mouth found mine in a heated kiss that by now I realized was so Luca. He used his whole body to coax me into letting him in. My lips parted, and he deepened the kiss. Everything he did was filled with passion and commitment. Even his classes were delivered with the same amount of fervor. I hadn’t lied last night when I told him I was in love with him. How could I not be?
