Scooting to the edge of the cushion,I smelled the scotch on his breath. “You know the solution. Tell me the truth.”
I blinked, and he was kneeling in front of me,unfolding my legs and moving between them. “I can’t do that. Please, just trust me.”
The heat from his palms fueled the growing need in my belly.I tried to push him away, but my heart wasn’t in it. “I can’t trust you when you don’t trust me, Luca. Don’t you see that? Without trust, this is just make-believe,not a partnership. Fucking while playing at commitment. We could never be more than that.”
Luca flinched. “You can’t honestly mean that.”
Dropping my gaze, I tried to beat back the pain in my chest from the further cheapening of mygenuinelove. Words begged to tumble from my lips, but I couldn’t will them out.His two large hands framed my face, forcing my eyes back to his watery, bloodshot gaze. “I love you more than anything in this world, more than myself.”
Tears rolled down my cheeks. In achoked-outwhisper, I begged, “Then tell me. Please.”
“I can’t,” Luca croaked out as he dropped his hands. The finality in the air was suffocating. This was over. We were done.
He moved to stand, and my breathing became shallow as my heart raced. He was leaving.Panic seized my limbs, and I grabbed him, smashing my lips into his. Luca pulled me to the edge of the couch.His fingers dug into my thighs, forcing me to wrap around him. The soft material of his tux met my exposed pussy,sending a thrill through my core. He pressed into me, unyielding until we connected completely. His thickening arousal cradled between my legs made me slick with need. It was everything I’d been missing, everything I’d been starving for.
One hand grabbed his thick hair at the root, pulling it hard. The other tore at his shirt, buttons popping in every direction.I leaned away to shove away the open shirt, a sigh falling from my lips when I saw his chest. He was skinnier and less defined than when I last saw him. His gunshot scars were an unpleasant reminder of why we were so miserable.
As if he knew where my thoughts were heading, he distracted me by squeezing up my body, his hungry eyes plotting his next move. There was no softness in his expression, just determination. My body thrummed with awareness of the predator between its legs, but I wasn’t scared.
With a snarl, he tore the silk of my nightie from my body. I matchedhisaggression by pulling him to my body by the shoulders, nails scoring him, sliding down his back,andleaving bright red trails. My teeth bit into the thick cords of muscle where his shoulder met his neck. I wanted to mark him one last time as mine.
My heart stuttered at the thought that this was it, but the adrenaline kept me moving, marking,and devouring.
Luca groaned, the sound vibrating through me. He pulled me from his neck with a tug of my long hair. The pain only made me more excited. When his lips met mine, he claimed every inch of my mouth withforceful thrusts of his tongue.His moans swallowed mine as he pinched and pulled my pebbled nipples.
I sunk my teeth into his bottom lip until I tasted blood. With a yelp, he pulled back, his tongue licking away the red droplets.The smile he gave me was all challenge. At that moment, we weren’t lovers. We were adversaries, each trying to leave a mark that wouldn’t fade when this moment was over.
He grabbed my ankle,opening me up to him completely. Bringing my calf to his lips, he gently bit into the fleshy muscle.
“Take off the kid gloves, Luca. I know you have it in you.”I would not let him love me. He would fuck me, and then he would leave. That’s how it had to be.
The smirk fell from his lips, and a slight frown took its place. Leaning back, I waited for him to make his choice.When his forehead smoothed and his hand tightened on my leg, relief flooded me, and I knew I had him for one more night.
Luca stood up and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He quickly stepped out of his boxer briefs. “Turn around.”My skin heated at the command.
Standing, I moved around him and motioned for him to follow. “I have condoms in the bedroom.”
His breath hitched, and for a split second, I wanted to turn around to apologize, but we were too far gone. There would be no softness tonight.I pulled the box of condoms out of the side table. I bought it when we broke up, but I hadn’t opened it yet.Luca flipped the light switch, shedding an unflattering glare on what was happening between us.
My body hid the shake of my hands as I opened the packaging, but it was enough that I saw it. I took a deep breath and turned to hand him the foil packet.His jaw twitched as his eyes tried to cut through to me. There was a plea there that I refused to acknowledge.
I had to do this.
Reaching out, I grabbed his hard length, pumping him until he was thrusting into my palm.Turning the full force of my green stare to his dark gaze, I muttered the two words that would put moredistancebetween us. “Fuck me.”
Luca thickly swallowed and gave a small nod. “Turn around.” This time, his voice held no fire, no excitement. I was killing him.
I bent over the edge of my bed, my face resting on the crisp, soft cotton.Jittery with anticipation, Ilistened toLuca’s deep breathing. His giant hand came down hard against my ass cheek, and I jolted forward. Without time to brace myself, another swat came down on the other side. I moaned, my hands fisting the duvet.
“Is this what you want,Sasha?” Luca’s voice was devoid of emotion.
I nodded. Luca’s roughness excited me. I’d always appreciated it when he took a firm hand, and he knew that. The difference this time was the lack of silliness we’dalways had in the bedroom. This time, therewere no smiles. I didn’t expect there would be for a long time.
His foot kicked mine further apart. I heard the foil rip before I felt him at my entrance. Luca drove into me with no preamble, punching the air from my chest. He gave me no time to adjust to him before he began tomovefuriously.Long, hard thrusts that inched my bed closer to the wall. Panting, I moaned as my walls fluttered around him. Lifting my leg onto the bed, Luca entered me even deeper.
A hand came down on my ass, and I screamed out his name.Overwhelmed, I wanted him to stop but also to keep going.
Trying to focus on my release, I pressed my face into the comforter. Luca had other ideas. My hair wrapped around hishand,he pulled my top half up. I scrambled to get my hands under me as he put a soul-scorching kiss on my lips.