Page 50 of Sweet Deception

"Do I get a choice?" I ask as I boldly spread my legs, giving him a better view. Normally, I would not be this brazen, but my need for him is overriding any shyness I would normally have. Watching his eyes dilate, his jaw clenching and his nose flaring as he stares at me as if I'm his only sustenance, has my need to the point I could orgasm just from the heat of his gaze.

Luca's frozen form snaps into motion and he shucks his boxer briefs, then pulls out the nightstand drawer and grabs a box of condoms. He places the box on the nightstand before pulling one out and hastily putting it on.

I watch. Fascinated.

After securing the condom, he scans my body again. "You win. But after I get us both off, I'm taking my time and exploring every inch of this body." He climbs back on the bed, staying on his hands and knees as he hovers over me. "You can beg and plead, but I won't make it quick. I'll take my time. That'll be your punishment for rushing me this first time, Angel."

The glint in his eyes is almost scary. I don't know what to make of the thrill it gives me before he dips his head and takes my mouth.

He settles onto me and I wrap my limbs around him, loving the feel of his heavy cock cradled between my thighs. I move my hips, rubbing my clit against him, needing the friction. Luca growls into my mouth before reaching down to place the head of his cock at my entrance and shoving into me, only to still when he's fully sheathed.

I was wrong. This is heaven.

The ache inside of me grows as I rock my hips, trying to get him to move. He's buried his face in my neck again, creating tingles with his panting breaths.

"Fuck, baby," he groans. "I can't hold back anymore." And he doesn't. He pulls almost all the way out and slams back into me—the feeling indescribable. Both of us wanting more, we rock our hips in sync, going faster and harder until my vision turns black as my orgasm takes over. "Fuck!" Luca shouts as he stills inside me one last time before collapsing on top of me.

When I recover, I keep my arms and legs wrapped around him and move my hand into his hair to play with the strands as I enjoy the aftermath.

He feels at home inside of me and I don't want him to move. Neither does he if his actions speak for him. He shifts, putting less weight on me, but he doesn't move to pull out.

When I start to cramp, I relax my hold on him and sadly, that has him putting space between us.

"I'm going to get rid of this condom, but don't move," he commands.

No longer feeling brazen, I pull the sheet over me. Funny how I now feel too exposed.

When Luca walks back into the room from the bathroom, he growls when he sees me covered. "I told you not to move." He rushes forward and jumps on the bed. I shriek, and roll over, trying not to get smashed, but I should have known better. He would never hurt me like that.

He grabs me and rolls us until I'm on top of him and the sheet is tangled between us. Luca grabs my hair and pushes it back and over my shoulders to see my face more fully. Still shy, I lower my chin to the back of my hands resting on his chest as he plays with my hair and watches me with a smile on his face.

"I hope you don't plan on getting much sleep tonight." He grins and I realize why when I feel his cock swell again.

My eyes widen. "Already?"

He laughs, tugging on a stand of my hair. "I'll give you a few more minutes to recover, but we have some time to make up for."

I shake my head, but I love the spark of heat in his eyes.

"Come on. Let's take a shower and then I'm going to taste that pussy until you beg me to stop." He smacks my ass before rolling me off him and untangling the sheet so that he can swoop down and pick me up and carry me to the shower.

I didn't think I could be ready for round two this soon, but I can feel the now familiar ache take hold as he sets me down in the shower. I let my greedy eyes devour his sculpted form and reach out to run my hands over him.

How did I get so lucky?

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I wake the next morning lying on top of Luca. He's awake, playing with a lock of my hair so I don't move and just enjoy this feeling. I'm tired, but in a good way. He woke me so many times last night and yet, I'd be ready for him again if he wanted more.

Then my stomach chooses that moment to growl.

Chuckling, Luca rolls us so we're lying on our sides. "Goodmorning, beautiful."

"Morning." I tilt my head down and look up through my lashes. I can feel a blush forming as our activities from the night before flood my brain.

Luca smirks. And then my stomach grumbles again.

"As much as I want to take you again, I need to feed you." He places a sweet kiss on my forehead before moving off the bed and heading to the bathroom.

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