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I hiss at the pain that doesn’t let go - and instantly forget it the moment that his fingers brush against my sex. Deft fingers parting me and rubbing against my core. He cups me in his palm, stroking my center in teasing touches in stark contrast to the pain that he switches to my other breast.
“Luca… please…” I pant.
“Please? Please what?” Luca breathes into my skin, making me shudder.
Even now my stubborn streak doesn’t want to give him what he wants. I don’t want to cave, but I also know damned well that if I don’t explicitly ask for what I want that he’s not going to give it to me.
“Please, your fingers.”
“These?” The digits in question circle where I want them most, teasing slowly before dipping inside of me. Two at first, pumping in a pace that I’ve become wholly obsessed with. “You’re soaking wet for me, aren’t you?”
As if he doesn't know the answer to that already. “Yes, sir.”
Luca grins into my skin and adds another finger, his thumb twisting so that it can brush against my clit. I nearly buck uponto the table itself. The arm around my waist holds me in place, prisoner, and I can’t move.
Just the way that he likes it. My hips set a pace against his fingers, grinding down into his hands until I basically forget where I am.
I bite down on my bottom lip to keep myself as quiet as possible, but Luca seems to be attempting to do everything in his power to keep me from being restrained.
“Luca!” I cry out as he expertly works my body. My breath comes in short pants.
“Yescara?” He teases, knowing very well what he’s doing to me. Bastard. Double bastard.
His kisses travel lower until he meets the bottom of the plunge of my dress. Only then does he slide his hand around my waist and drops it between us to undo the front of his slacks. I feel the heat of him pressing insistently up against me the moment he’s free from the confines of the fabric.
Just the anticipation of how he’s going to feel turns me on even more.
I need him to replace his fingers with that magnificent cock of his right now.
“It’s so tempting to make you beg for it.” Luca groans as he rubs himself along the line of me, teasing against my entrance.
I lift my head to look at him just long enough to cup my hand against the back of his neck and remove the choice for him.
I take control and slide myself onto the length of him. His eyes nearly roll back into his head. Yes, that’s it. I smirk to myself as my hips start to move.
He’s only let me be on top once before and only for a second before he took control right back. I know how difficult it must be for him to relinquish his control over me and I’m going to relish each and every second of it.
I drag his lips to mine, possessively claiming him as I ride him with every bit of affection and lust that has been coursing through me since he picked me up for dinner.
“Katya - wait,” He cautions me as his hands bracket my hips.
I don’t listen. Oh no, I want him to feel this. I want his control to slip so that he can know that I can handle him too. He can fall apart for me, and I’m going to be here for him too. As much as he supports me, it’s a give and take and I need him to understand that. He chose this place in order to be vulnerable with me, and I’m going to make sure he knows just how much I appreciate it.
“Katya-” Luca’s voice breaks on my name and it might be one of the hottest things that I’ve ever heard. I can’t stop.Fuckhe feelsso good filling me like this. His warning is heard and moved past as my hips move unrelenting.
“Touch me, Luca.” I command in a tone that brokers no argument whatsoever.
Even still, I’m slightly surprised when his hand drops back between us, his finger circling my clit as I’m speeding toward my first orgasm of the night. I know there will be plenty more to come tonight after we get back home.
Home.
Our home. Still so strange that it feels absolutely right to call it that.
I think that might be what pushes me over the edge before I can stop it. My walls grip him as I milk him for everything that he has. I feel him cum inside me the moment I clench around him, pulsing and filling me in a way that I know will be leaking down my thighs for the rest of our evening together.
I can’t imagine a better ending to a first official date.
The first of many, if I have anything to say about it.
