Page 19 of On Her Terms

I won’t.

I can’t.

I want this more than I’m willing to admit.

I inch my legs open and a sexy smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. The rough pad of his thumb goes to my clit, circles it, but never touches. I give a frustrated groan and lift my hips.

“I’m not so sure I’ll have to touch you here in public, but I think we should cover all bases, don’t you?”

“Absolutely,” I say, and Luca chuckles at the eagerness in my voice, but suddenly all I can think about is sex in public. It’s not something I’ve ever done before, ever had the desire to do. It’s risky and inappropriate, but if it were with Luca, I’m sure it’d be a mind-blowing experience that I’d never forget.

He strokes my clit, and I let loose a blissful moan. “That is so good.” He slides over me, presses his mouth to mine as he beautifully manipulates my clit with deft fingers. His magnificent cock, fat and heavy, presses against me, and as his tongue slides into my mouth, I can’t help but want something else in there. He presses one finger inside me, thick and long and demanding as he fucks me with it. I’m already so wet, I instantly soak his hand, and his low groan of approval awakens every nerve in my body. His palm bangs my clit, and as his touches and kisses consume me, I try to remain in control but soon find myself drowning in him. I swallow a cry as my muscles clench hard around his finger, and my body shakes violently.

I have never come so fast before.

He lifts his head, like he’s as surprised as I am, and I gasp for my next breath. Giving me no reprieve, he says, “On your knees.” He helps me up, until I’m on shaky knees and he flattens himself out on his back. “Straddle me.” He reaches out and pets my wet sex. “I’ve wanted back in here so badly, it’s all I could think about today. I nearly fell into the sandpit at the golf course.”

“You sure it wasn’t the alcohol?”

“I had two drinks. Didn’t want anything to mess this night up.”

“So you had this planned, did you?”

“Let’s just say I didn’t want to be messed up in case you changed your mind.” He sits up, rubs his hand across my cheek, and there is a gentleness about him as he lightly rubs his thumb over my flesh. “I’m glad you changed your mind,” he says softly, tenderly, as his warm breath falls over my face.

My heart does an odd little flip at his sweetness, and I lower

my head. This is just sex, Bri. He’s an asshole who hurt you, and you’re just taking what you want, what you were denied all those years ago.

With that in mind, I gaze at his throbbing cock, and my body burns hotter. I wet my bottom lip to prepare my mouth, and his growl curls around me. “What if I have to touch you here in public,” I say, making this all about sex as I take his thick cock into my hand. It jerks, and pre-cum spills from the crown.

He falls back to the bed. “You think it will come to that?” he asks, his tortured voice stroking my wet sex. I straddle one of his legs and rub my sex all over him. His cock hardens to steel. Every muscle in his body tightens and he moans as I bend forward, lick the cum from his tip.

“Cazzo, Brianna,” he says and grabs a fistful of my hair.

I take him deep, deeper than I’ve ever taken any other man, and his soft curses curl around me. I slide a hand between his legs and cup his balls. I breathe in, loving the tangy scent of his skin as I massage his balls gently, until they tighten in my palm.

He thickens even more in my mouth, stretching my lips, and I love every second of it. His hips move, and I work one hand over his long length as he fucks my mouth.

“Stop,” he grumbles, and I reluctantly inch back. His eyes are dark, intense, when they meet mine, and his nostrils are flaring. He grabs a condom from his nightstand and quickly puts it on. “Come here,” he says and captures my hips to lift me. He positions me over his cock, and I cup my breasts as he slowly lowers me, giving me one glorious inch at a time. Closing my eyes, I cry out shamelessly and wiggle until he’s seated deeply inside me.

“You are so beautiful,” he says, and I open my eyes to see him. His eyes are locked onto mine, and my belly flutters at the desire I see blazing in the dark depths. His hands tighten on my hips and he slowly lifts me, then pulls me back down onto his long length.

“Luca,” I cry out, as he fills me the way no man ever has before.

I pinch my puckered nipples, but they are eager for his touch. My sex trembles around his cock. We move together, create a rhythm, and then taking me by surprise, he sits up, swats my hands away and takes one breast into his mouth, and the other into his palm. He licks and kneads, and sensations flood my system. My toes curl with pleasure, and I rake my nails over his back. I push down harder, wanting to feel every damn inch of him inside me, and he growls around my nipples. Pleasure vibrates through me, centers between my legs. He releases my breasts, grabs my hips and takes over, pounding into me wildly, until I’m so delirious, I can barely see straight.

With control now a thing of the past, I let him take charge, let him lift me up and pull me back down with a force that sends waves of pleasure surging through me. I gasp and break around him, my hot juices dripping down his fat cock and heavy balls. He growls and thickens even more as he fucks me with fierce, blunt strokes. His fingers bite into my skin, and he holds me still, his cock hidden in the depths of my body, as he spurts into the condom. I collapse on top of him and revel in his fast heartbeat against my cheek as I work to breathe. A long time later, I lift my head, meet his intense gaze and my pulse jumps into my throat.

He’s not nearly done with me.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Luca

I SIT ON the side of the bed and look at the beautiful woman sleeping silently beside me. It’s early—before dawn—and I hate to wake her, considering we were up having sex most of the night, but if we’re going to make it to the summit before sunrise, I have no choice.

“Hey,” I say quietly and brush her hair from her face.

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