“Did you drive here?”
“Nope, Pete dropped me off. I figured I would bum a ride from this hot little redhead I know.”
Snorting, I unlocked the car and threw in my bag. “Little is not the word to describe any part of this body, but I’ll take the hot. Thank you.”
Luca laughed as he folded his long frame into my compact car. “You have to be pretty little to drive one of these. Jesus, is this actually a clown car?”
“It’s all about the gas mileage, baby. Well, that and being able to carpool to the big top.”
The ride to my apartment was quiet. I usually had time to prepare before I saw Luca. For some reason, I couldn’t remember if my apartment was clean or not.
Walking through the front door, I said a silent thank you to the universe that Ashley had picked up. She was a saint and, hopefully, wouldn’t be home for a while.
“Do you want a drink? A glass of water?”
Luca shook his head, his body already pressing against me. When his lips touched mine, my sense of control snapped. I wrapped myself around him, one foot remaining on the floorfor balance.
My fingers madequickwork of his tie and button-down. I knew he would hate seeing all his clothes tossed about the apartment, but he would just have to get over it.
He pulled my baggy clothes off, leaving me in lacyhip-huggers and nothing else. Taking a minute to give me a once over, he traced mysideswith the tips of his fingers.“Damn.”
I trembled underhistouch, but it was the intensity in his eyes thatthreatenedto bring me to my knees.The space between us crackled with energy, every breathadding to the haze settling around us.
“Let’s go to my room before Ashley has the unfortunate experience of walking in on me having sex. Again.”
“Ashley’s staying with you?”
I didn’t want to get into the whole Ben thing. “Yep. She broke up with her boyfriend.”
“Ah.Thenbedroom, it is, although I was looking forward to another dining experience.”
Laughter spilled from my mouth. “You know what? Doesn’t matter. Bedroom. Pants off. Now.”
“Yes,ma’am!” With a little salute, Luca sauntered to my bedroom, stripping his remaining clothes off.
I stood in the hallway and watched the show until he shimmied out of his boxers, and his tight, firm ass beckoned me to join. Turning the corner into my room, I found Luca on the bed, spread out and ready to go.
“Now, now,Ms. Mitchell. You appear to be overdressed. I insist you get more comfortable.”
Stage Sasha came to life. I looped my thumbs in the sides of my underwear. Prowling toward the bed, I teased the fabric down, only to pull it back up. Luca’s eyes were locked on my body, his hand stroking himself.Biting my lip, I slowed my steps, mesmerized by the show he put on. His thumb brushed the tip, and he licked his bottom lip, lifting his chin at me to continue.
I turned to give a side silhouette, then pulled my panties all the way down. Bending at the waist, I popped my ass out. Flipping my hair, I rolled back up. Luca’s eyes roamed over every exposed inch of skin, his full bottom lip catching between his teeth.
I glided toward the bed, my fingers trailing down my chest, his eyes following their path, adding a phantom weight to my hand. I was used to being watched, but the adoration and greed in Luca’s gaze were unlike anything I’d ever experienced. It made me feel powerful, and on some baser level, like I owned him.
When I reached the edge, he reached out and grabbed me by the hips, pulling me over him. My red curls flew everywhere, eventually settling on his face. He blew them away,laughing. “Yourhair is everywhere.”
Reaching over to the bedside table, I pulled out a scrunchie and tied up my knotted mane. “There, better?”
“Much. I can see your face.”His thumb brushed my cheekbone, and I leaned into his hand.
The way he looked at me made me feel vulnerable. He saw me, not just the bullshit I put out into the universe. It was freeing and scary.
Tension settled between us as we kept staring at each other, his hands running down my sides.
Finally, Luca leaned up and kissed me. His tonguecaressed mineas his hands moved my hips. Every movement stroked him against me, the proof of my arousal creating slickness between us.
Blindly, I reached for a condom. As quickly as I could, I rolled iton hislength and then eased myself down on him, both of us groaning in relief.