Page 57 of Pucking Tangled
“That was pretty fucking incredible, MiaMoo.”
She tilted her head, watching his face in the soft light from the lamp on his bedside table. His lashes fluttered, and he exhaled deeply, almost dreamily.
“I’ve never experienced anything like that,” she confessed, fingers tracing idle patterns across his stomach.
Luca opened his eyes. “Same,” he chuckled.
She smiled, but her desire for him was already stirring again. She kissed his collarbone, slowly, then higher—just to see how he reacted.
He shivered under her touch. “You’re insatiable. Greedy.”
“It’s all your fault,” she murmured against his neck. “You’re addictive.”
“I could say the same about you, Mia.”
She shifted above him again, straddling his waist. Her heart squeezed in her chest when he looked up at her like she’d magically hung the moon. His hands rose, tentative again. His fingers glided over her thighs, her hips, and up her torso until she leaned down and kissed him.
This time, it was different.
There was no more uncertainty or shyness. The tension between them simmered darker now—needier. She rolled her hips against him, slow and deliberate, and he groaned, hands tightening on her skin.
“You’re already hard again,” she whispered with a smile against his mouth.
“You’re naked and on top of me. Not really a surprise.”
Mia gasped when he suddenly flipped them, pressing her into the mattress with a darkened expression.
“Watching you ride me was a dream come true, but I want to make you come again with my tongue,” he growled.
Her breath caught in her throat as he kissed his way down her body like he was memorizing it—lips on her collarbone, her breast, the soft swell of her stomach. By the time he reached the inside of her thigh, she was trembling.
What he lacked in experience, Luca more than made up for in attentiveness. In reverence. In the sheerdesireto learn her, please her, worship her.
That was more than she could say about any other guy she’d ever been with.
Luca was something special. In more ways than one.
He sent her over the edge with his tongue while she cried out his name.
But it still wasn’t enough.
“Again,” she panted as Luca made his way back up her body with a satisfied grin on his face. “I want you again.”
“Yeah?” he asked, breathlessly.
She nodded, pulling him impossibly close. “No holding back this time. I wantallof you, Luca. Show me how badly you want me.”
His eyes widened like he couldn’t believe the words coming out of her mouth. “Mia.”
“Luca,” she purred and handed him a condom. “Fuck me like you mean it.”
Now that his firsts were out of the way, Mia wanted his wildest fantasies. No holding back. No worrying that she was going to break, or worrying that he was doing something wrong.
She wanted Luca, unhinged, with zero inhibitions.
Mia’s mouth watered as she watched him roll the condom down his length. He rubbed his cock against her pussy once, twice, before he pushed his length inside of her.
His thickness left her feeling so full.
