Page 33 of On Her Terms

“Luca, I can’t believe...” My words fall off as pleasure grips me. I sink back down onto the pillow and widen my legs even more for him. Mr. Right vibrates against my clit, and I curl my hands, grip a fistful of the sheets to hang on to. “Luca,” I cry out. After all the sex we’ve been having, how can I still be so aroused, still so needy for more?

He puts the toy inside me and I clench around it, but I fear Mr. Right just isn’t going to cut it anymore. Not after having Luca in my body.

“So good,” I murmur and toss my head from side to side, my hair a tangled mess beneath me. “But it’s you I want inside me.”

He lays the toy over my clit and falls over me. In one smooth motion he enters, and just like that I come all over him.

“Gesù! You are so hot,” he growls. I wrap my legs around him, Mr. Right vibrating against our bodies as he moves his cock in and out of me, making me feel so gloriously full, my mind shuts down. I wrap my legs around him, and he groans into my mouth before kissing me deeply.

I run my nails over his naked back as he takes me higher and higher. In no time at all my body lets go again, and Luca stills inside me, orgasming right along with me. He lifts his head and his eyes meet mine as he completely depletes himself.

I smile at him. “What a way to wake up. A girl could get used to that.” I rake my hands through his hair, and he pins me to the bed. I suck in a breath of contentment as I angle my head to glance at the clock.

“I know I was fast, but you didn’t have to time me,” he says, his voice m

uffled against my skin.

I laugh. “Sometimes fast is good, and I wasn’t timing you. We have to be somewhere.”

“Where?”

“You’ll see when we get there.” I shove him to the edge of the bed. “Now get showered and dressed.”

“Only if you’ll join me.”

I laugh. “If I join you, we’ll never get out of here, and I think you’re going to like what I have planned. Now go.” Grumbling, he disappears into the bathroom, and I keep my gaze locked on his perfect backside until he disappears. Water running reaches my ears, and my body, so relaxed after sex, is completely boneless. I’m not sure I’ll be able to use my muscles today, despite the fact that my plans involve the use of almost every muscle in my body. When the shower turns off, I jump in for my turn and wash quickly. Once we’re both dressed, I tell him what to pack in a bag, and we head to the main lodge, where I rent a vehicle for our excursion. Thirty minutes later we finally reach our destination and I turn to catch Luca’s expression.

“When you told me to pack swimming trunks, I had no idea you had this in mind. In fact it’s the last place I ever thought you’d want to go,” Luca says, a wide smile splitting his lips, his dark eyes glancing around to take everything in like he’s seeing the place for the first time, even though I know he spent a lot of time at Lake Silvaplana when he worked here. I still don’t know the real reason he was bartending at Diamond Peak, and while I’m a bit curious, I suspect I never will. He seemed to hedge a bit last time it came up.

“Why not?” I ask as I park the rental between two huge trucks and look out over the lake as the rippling waves glisten in the late afternoon sun. My gaze skates over the towering mountains, hugging the lake from three sides, and the rushing waterfall smoothing the rough edges of the jagged rocks as it spills into the pond below. At least twenty kiteboarders play in the breeze as their boards skim the water.

He removes his seat belt and shifts to face me. “You said you were too scared to try it.”

I shrug. “And you said I should always face my fears. Maybe you were right about that.”

His face softens, making him look so damn adorable, I can’t help but want to kiss him. I release my belt, lean across the seat and press my mouth to his. His lips part, welcoming me in, and his hand cups my face as he gives me the softest kiss—a kiss so touching and profound, there isn’t a girl alive who could come back from it easily. I exhale a soft sigh and inch back.

“Besides,” I say. “You surprised me with the sunrise trip up the mountain, so I wanted to do something nice for you.”

His grin turns mischievous. “You don’t think you’ve been doing nice things for me?”

I whack him, and he fakes hurt. “You know what I mean.”

“Tonight, when we get back to the chalet, I’m going to do something nice for you, too.”

From the look on his face, I’m sure my surprise has something to do with sex, and I’m happy about that. His thoughtful gestures, like my sunrise surprise, awaken things in me, things best left buried.

“Ooh, can’t wait,” I say and glance at the kiteboarders again. “But right now I need a lesson.”

“Okay, come on. I’ll teach you everything you need to know.”

He reaches for the door handle but I touch his arm to stop him. “No, it’s okay. I booked a professional lesson.”

He frowns. “Don’t trust me?”

Trust him? Trust a guy who made a fool of me back at Oxford?

Oh God, I just might.

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