I looked at Luca, who was smiling. It was like he knew he didn't need to say anything because I was having the argument in my head.
He reached for his fork and took another bite of the dessert. "Just something to think about," he murmured knowingly. The bastard knew he’d planted a seed that I'd unlikely be able to get rid of now. Just to get even, I grabbed my own fork and took a bite of the dessert, though I put on quite the show while I was doing it. By the time the treat was gone between us, my insides were so hot and there was so much pressure in my groin that I actually had trouble sitting still. Luca's hungry eyes never left mine as he called for the check.
The few minutes it took for the waitress to bring the bill seemed like pure and absolute torture. While I understood the logistics of what was happening to my body, it was still a foreign experience. I remembered Luca's comments about how he'd been a horny seventeen-year-old, and I realized that was probably the only way to classify what I was feeling.
I’m horny.
I actually laughed out loud when I said the word in my head.
"What?" Luca asked. He was signing the credit card receipt for the meal.
"Nothing," I quickly responded. There was no way I was going to tell him what my dilemma was.
Of course, the man only took that as a challenge of sorts. When we got up, he took my hand to help me stand. I expected him to lead me forward, but instead, he stepped into my body and his hand slipped to the curve of my waist. His long fingers teasingly caressed the top of my ass as he moved his hand to my back. I forgot all about the fact that we were in a public place and tried to rub my groin against his in the hopes that it would offer some kind of relief.
"What?" Luca repeated, his voice all growly and sexy. He might as well have had his finger on a little button that controlled the ability to mute myself.
"I was just thinking that I could really use some Harry Potter porn-fic right now," I breathed. I didn't even recognize my own voice as I spoke.
"It was fan-fic," Luca reminded me right before his hand slipped briefly over my ass and gripped it. "And if you ask me nicely, maybe I'll read you something someday."
With that, he took my hand in his and led me from the restaurant. I expected him to take me back to the car, but instead he led me down to the waterfront. It was a weeknight, so the streets weren't overly busy. We ended up on a beach that had only a few couples here and there taking advantage of the cool, dry night.
Luca and I didn't really talk as we walked, and that was fine with me because there was something incredibly peaceful about just holding his hand and listening to the sounds of the waves gently breaking on the shore.
Several minutes passed before I realized that Luca kept reaching up for his shirt pocket. It took me a moment to realize what he was looking for. "If you want one, it's okay with me," I said. I'd smoked cigarettes myself a few years earlier, so I knew what the urge was like, especially after eating.
"I quit," Luca responded. "Force of habit," he said as he pointed to his shirt pocket where he’d always kept his cigarettes.
"You did?" I asked in surprise. "Just like that?"
"Just like that." Luca came to a stop and turned so he was facing me. He pulled me forward and reached up to run his fingers through my hair. "I've got a pretty good incentive to keep me from lighting one of those nasty little sticks up ever again," he added and then his mouth was on mine. Unlike the relatively tame kiss he’d given me in the first restaurant, this one was all in. I moaned as he took control of my mouth. Despite the fact that we were on a public beach, his hands roamed down to my ass and stayed there as he began grinding his lower body against mine. I cried out into his mouth as our dicks came into contact with one another through our clothes. Just like that, I lost all control of myself and I practically climbed up his body as I kissed him back. I was panting by the time Luca forced some space between us.
"Not here," he growled, though I knew he wasn't angry. He gripped my hand hard and we pretty much ran back to the car. Terrance and Stan were waiting outside the vehicle, but Luca barely paid them any mind other than to snap, "Take the long way home" and then he was helping me into the privacy of the car.