As if he heard my thoughts, his arms squeezed me tight, and he mumbled nonsense in my hair. I bit back a laugh at just how cute he was. Then I internally gagged at how sappy I was getting.
Catching myself inahappy moment, I vowed to enjoy my time with Luca. In the end, people like me weren’t meant for people like him, but I would live it up while he was mine.
Smiling to myself, I pulled his hand to my mouth and gave it a small kiss.
FIVE
I peeled my tired eyes open and looked around the room as I reached across the bed, only to find cold sheets.
“Who the fuck has an alarm set for Saturday morning. And who the fuck wakes up before it?” I mumbled into my pillow as I swatted the noisy box. I didn’t even know people still had dedicated alarm clocks. Why not just use your phone?
I rolled over to check the time.
Six a.m. On a Saturday. After copious amounts of champagne.
Nope. Luca had lost his damn mind.
As I snuggled back down, Luca burst through the door, whispering. “Oh shit! I’m so sorry.”
I grumbled into the pillow.
“Are you awake? If you are, we could get cleaned up and head to the farmer’s market now. The earlier you go, the better.”
Flipping to my back, I glared at a fully dressed and ready-to-go Luca with the fire of a thousand suns. “Are you fucking kidding me? It’s six a.m. Wake me up in six hours, and we’ll brunch.”
I pulled his pillow over my face and inhaled deeply. He smelled so good, and his pillow held a perfect impression of his scent. My body relaxed, and I started to drift off.
The bed dipped, and I figured Luca had seen the error of his ways and was going to join me in the beauty that was sleeping in on a Saturday morning.
Slowly, the soft sheets glided over my legs, and the cold air of the room hit my skin. I tossed the pillow and shouted, “Hey!”
Luca kneeled between my legs, his hands hovering over my thighs. Raising one of my perfectly shaped eyebrows, I waited.
With a sexy smile on his face, he gently caressed the insides of my thighs,making my legs spread even wider. “Sasha, if you get up right now, I can get everything I need from the farmer’s market to make you a beautiful dinner.”
His calloused fingers tickled as he moved past my pussy. A frown took over my face. His teasing bullshit only made my mood fouler.
“After dinner, we can have dessert. Doesn’t that sound nice?”
His large hand spanned my stomach, moving under the shirt I was wearing while his other landed next to my head to support his weight. Minty breath fanned across my face, his lips a little too far away to kiss.
“Depends.You know, I’m trying to keep realistic expectations.” I winked and arched up into him. “Are you my dessert?”
A lazy grin spread across his face as he pressed himself in between my legs. His growing excitementwas hard against my thigh, and I threw one leg around him, pinning him against me.
“That’s the plan.” With those words, he closed the distance between us. I eagerly met his lips, parting mine to sneak my tongue out. He let me set the pace of our kiss just a moment before his tongue invaded my mouth, caressing and teasing mine as his hips matched the motion. He rolled against me,turning me into a clawing, desperate mess.
His hand moved up to cup my breast. Not able to cover the whole thing, he tried hisdamndestto leave no inch untouched. The rough texture of his jeans rubbed against the wet satin between my legs, and I cursed into his mouth. My body was vibrating as I edged toward an orgasm, and the bastard was still fully clothed.
Luca’s mouth trailed kisses down my neck, occasionally stopping to suck. As long as his tongue kept stroking my skin after, he was welcome to mark me up with a millionhickies. I didn’t care. That mouth was addictive, and I was hooked.
His fingers pinched my nipple as his mouth enveloped the other through the shirt. Sensitive from all the stimulation, the soft fabric felt rough against my tight tip, and his tongue’s movements caused delicious friction. Needing more, I arched my back, pressing myself into Luca’s skilled hand and mouth. Gripping his thick, coarse locks, I held him close to my body. His heat made my skin clammy, but I wouldn’t give an inch.
Anticipation kept my eyes locked on his movements. When his brow furrowed in concentration, my lips curved into a small smile. I was his sole focus,and he was mine. Despite the heavyweight of his body, my chest filled with lightness. Warmth spread through me that was more than just the friction between our bodies.Luca was burrowing into my heart, whether I liked it or not.
No longer allowing any space between our lower halves, Luca pressed me into the mattress. My legs were like a vice grip around his hips, my heels digging into his firm ass. One of my hands let go of his hair, trying to reach down to get a squeeze, but Luca’s teeth tugged my nipple, making me bunch his shirt instead.
“Jesus, Luca.”