Page 6 of Luca & Luna

He resumed those deep luxurious kisses, dropping his palm to my thigh, carefully navigating the mountain of fabric to trace over my skin. My clit tingled, desperate for contact.

“Luca.”

A shiver rolled through me when he gently nipped my throat. “I like the way you say my name.”

I tried to rock my hips toward his hand, but he surprised me by dropping to his knees.

I eyed him speculatively. He looked so sweet down there, cheeks flushed and lips softly parted.

“How much experience do you have getting a lady off?”

“Um, not as much as I would like.” He shrugged, gifting me with an innocent grin.

I laughed. “Cute and honest. You can give it a go. I’ll let you practice.”

Luca winked at me before disappearing under my mountainous skirts. He pulled my panties off slowly. The soft stubble on his cheeks scraped against my thighs and I held my breath, waiting impatiently for him to get the show on the road. His tongue snaked against my clit and I let out a sharp hiss. I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle myself. The concept of being overheard and discovered was always hotter than the reality, and I wasn’t ready to deal with that particular humiliation tonight.

Luca devoured my cunt like a cat with a bowl of cream. What the boy lacked in experience and finesse, he made up for with enthusiasm. Teasing strokes of his tongue kept me on edge, squirmy and desperate.

I cradled his head beneath the skirts. Stupid skirt was in. The. Way. I always liked to look a partner in the eye when they had their face between my thighs. A single exploratory finger slid inside me and I spread my legs further apart to quietly encourage him.

Meg had told me to behave until tomorrow. It was after midnight now, so it was technically tomorrow.

I rocked my hips against him and angled him to the perfect spot that had me whining and digging my fingers into him through the fabric.

“Yes,” I hissed. “Right there, Luca. Don’t. Stop.”

Luca, bless him, poured every ounce of his exuberance onto my clit until I had to drag one of the coats hanging around us over to bite down on. I bucked against him as the orgasm hit me and I rode that sharp wave to a blissful completion. He lapped slowly as I settled, sending little sparks of pleasure to tighten my core.

I pushed him away once I could breathe normally again, and his glittering eyes popped up over the skirt, his face shiny from my cunt. “Did I do okay?”

I giggled helplessly. “I’ll give you top marks for the first time with me. Are we gonna send you out to the wedding with a boner?”

Luca stood and my gaze was drawn to his crotch, where a rather sizeable cock strained against the fabric.

I spared a glance at the door. “How long does it take you to finish?”

“Um, I don’t think I’ve ever timed it before.”

“Okay, then a different question. Do you think my pussy, mouth, or hands will get you to finish faster?”

His jaw dropped.

I stood and looked up at him. I did love feeling tiny next to people. Luca wasn’t as tall as some people I’d been with, but he was tall enough I could tuck my head under his chin, which was my favorite height for a partner.

“Cat got your tongue, baby?” I purred playfully.

“No, I’m pretty sure you do.” He caught me up in a fresh kiss, hands linked at the small of my back, pressing me up against the bulge of his pants. I could taste myself on his lips and I groaned helplessly, standing on my toes to deepen the kiss. If we weren’t at a public event, I’d have dragged him to bed and fucked this sweet beta until neither of us could stand.

A knock at the door had me leaping out of my skin, heart pounding.

“Shit. Do I look okay?” I asked.

“You look perfect.” Luca smoothed my dress a bit, and I fixed up his dark brown hair so no one would guess what he’d been doing. “I’ll handle myself later. Just give me a few minutes to calm down.”

“Well, that doesn’t seem very fair.” I’d never had someone not make at least a tiny bit of fuss over not getting to finish for some reason.

Luca grinned and held up a pair of pink lacy panties he’d pulled off of me. “Let me keep these and we’ll call it an even trade.”

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