I began to move up and down, rolling my hips at the bottom to add extra pressure on my clit. Luca’s thumb stroked me, his other hand gripping my hip. Speeding up to chase the orgasm just out of my reach, Luca surprised me when his hand came down hard on my ass. “Open your eyes.”
I hadn’t realized they were closed. Looking down, Luca had a slight smile on his face, but his forehead furrowed as he thrust up to meet my hips. A blush crept onto my cheeks as he gazed at me with pure adoration. I was in foreign territory. The urge to close my eyes, to hide from the intimacy, was there, but with each passing minute, the connection with Luca kept them open, kept me present.
It wasn’t long before our movements became sloppy,and my body gripped around him in a devastating climax.
I rolled my hips to ride out the waves of pleasure. Luca thrust up a few more times, finally finding his own ending.
Gently, I lifted myself from him, careful to keep the condom in place. He rolled it off and tossed it.
Watching Luca’s muscles flex as he walked to the bathroom, I stretched out. My body was sore from dancing. Add that to the Luca effect, and I’d need a day to recover. As he walked back toward me, his smile grew bigger and bigger. What was he thinking?
He slid in between the sheets, resting his head on my chest, his hand tickling my thigh. “What am I going to do until Saturday?”
My fingers ran through his thick locks. “You mean for the next two days? Uh, work?” I laughed at his disgruntled sigh. When I didn’t stop laughing, he blew a raspberry on my stomach.
Grabbing a pillow, I walloped him in the back of the head, and we started to playfully wrestle, although I don’t think it was a very fair match.
After a particularly good pinch to his nipple, Luca snatched my wrists, pinning me down. Settled between my legs, the beginnings of another erection nudged my pussy.
As I smiled up at hisgoofygrin, my heart swelled.
“Sasha, I don’t think I can go a week, let alone weeks, without seeing you.”
“Ditto, but we can’t exactly help how busy we are.”A lock of hair fell into his eyes. I wanted nothing more than to brush it back, but he had my hands restrained.
His sigh fanned across my face as he lowered his body down. Leaning on his elbows, he released my wrists. This positioncreated a delicious weight against my lower half, and I couldn’t help but wrap my legs around him, shifting my hips to accommodate and tempt him into another round my body didn’t need but demanded.
“How about we have a designated night? Doesn’t matter what we have going on. We end the night together.”
It sounded like a great idea. “Like tonight? We both had plans, but you still came to my show?”
“Exactly. No matter what, I’ll be in your bed, or you’ll be in mine every Thursday night.”
“Why not a weekend night?”
“Because I want to see you more than once a week. I don’t want to waste this deal on a night I’ll probably see you anyway.”
We both laughed, the vibrations making my thighs tighten around him.
“Okay, deal. Thursday nights are ours.”
That first Thursday night together, we didn’t get any sleep.
* * *
“Happythree-monthanniversary! Oh, jeez, can we stop doing these monthly anniversaries? I sound like an asshole.”
I placed my shoes in the rack Luca demanded I used when I came over. He told me it was to make them easier to find, but he didn’t exactly have any other stilettos in the joint.
Checking the living room, I found it empty. He told me to be over by eight for a late dinner, yet he was nowhere to be found. “Hello?”
“We’re in here!” Luca’s voice carried from the kitchen.
I did not expect to find Luca elbow deep in a pumpkin with what could pass as his mini-me by his side.
I awkwardly waved at the pair. “Uh, hey there.”
Little Luca peered up at me through thick black lashes. His little cheeks were rosy as he leaned up and whispered something in Luca’s ear.