Page 141 of Luca
His breath brushed against my lips. The heat bloomed inside me, licking every inch of my skin and threatening to erupt like a volcano. Desire coursed through my veins until I was ablaze.
I needed him to kiss me again, his lips on mine devouring me. Roughly. Gently. I didn’t care, as long as I could have him. Right here. Right now. Everything else be damned. At least for this fleeting moment.
His one hand encapsulated my bound wrists while the other traced down the length of my arms. Torturously slow.
His mouth crashed down on mine and my lips parted. It was a welcomed intrusion. It was three years of loneliness. Three years of pain. It all poured out into this kiss. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and a groan left me.
So exhilarating.
My thighs clenched. My pussy throbbed.
“Does your pussy remember my cock?” he grunted against my lips. When I didn’t answer, he gripped my thighs harder, grinding me against his thigh, causing the most delicious friction. “Does it?”
“Yes.”
It was so torturously good. I was quickly riding the wave, reaching for the peak as heat rushed through my veins.
“Mmm,” he rumbled, our tongues tangling. His tongue slid across mine ,and I sucked on it greedily. A rough sound came from deep in his chest in approval.
He raked his teeth along the bottom of my lip, as his hands trailed up my back, only to come back down my neck, over my breasts. Like he had to touch me everywhere.
My heart pounded in my ears. His lips molded into mine. His tongue licked every inch of my mouth, stroking mine. I nipped at his lip, my body grinding against his. I needed more of this. More of him.
His fingers in my hair tugged and pulled before he licked a trail over my jaw until he nipped at my earlobe.
“I missed you so fucking much,” he rasped roughly into my ear. “I’ve been waiting for you,” he growled. “There’s been no other women for me.”
“I’ve been waiting for you too,” I breathed. “I kept my vow.”
His eyes burned and the haze in the air thickened, our every inhale stoking the flame.
Luca nipped my ear as he pulled back, the sharp slice of pain causing me to mewl. He took a small step back and unbuckled his belt with one hand. Next the button of his pants opened, the zipper sending a seductive echo through the room. His boxers followed, leaving his glorious naked body in full view. My tongue darted, wetting my lips. Just the sight of him was enough to shatter me. Then hooked my thigh onto his hip.
God, I forgot how big he was. Hard. Smooth. That piercing that had haunted me since that first time we slept together in Vegas was now in my sights.
Panic should overwhelm my senses. I was at his mercy. But the way he watched me promised so much pleasure that fear was nowhere to be found.
“There is no life apart for us. Ever again,” he grunted, stroking his dick. “I’m going to fuck you into oblivion. Keep you tied to our bed, ready for me. I’ll ruin you, so you never think of anything else. Just my dick inside your tight, greedy pussy.”
And I… I kept nodding, my eyes on his shaft. That temptation that brought so much pleasure. There was nowhere else I’d ever be.
“Do that again,” I pleaded, whimpering.
Something flared in his eyes and his fingers tightened around his shaft. He stroked it again, his eyes half-lidded. Once, twice, and as he did it again, he traced the glistening head over the bottom of my stomach, leaving a hot, wet trail down my belly.
“Your pussy wants it,” he grunted. “Your cunt wants to be destroyed by me. It remembers me.”
A shudder ghosted through me and another moan slipped through my lips. I wanted to beg him to fuck me already, but I knew if I pushed him, he’d prolong it. Make me suffer. Panting, I watched as he guided himself to my entrance, the tip of his shaft searing my pussy.
God, I needed him. My hips arched just a tad and his shaft entered me barely an inch, but it was enough for my pussy to start convulsing. Abstinence was a bitch. It made my body too weak. Too eager.
Luca didn’t seem to mind though. In one powerful thrust, he pushed all the way inside me, through my clenching pussy and his loud groan mixed with my moans. His hands came to my hips, his fingers digging into my soft flesh. His mouth pressed against mine. Hard. Bruising my lips.
“I can’t hold back.” It was the first and last warning.
Just as I opened my mouth to beg him not to hold back, he started moving. Pounding into me. The air buzzed, fireworks exploded and the world disappeared as he ground himself impossibly deeper.
He licked and nipped my lips. He eased out, only to slam back in. Roughly. Violently. Moans and grunts filled the space.
