“There’s always too much to do.”
“That’s a shame.”
He throws his cell to the nightstand. “With world domination comes consequences.”
I get in next to him, pushing the duvet down to our waists and laying a possessive hand on his ribcage. “That’s true. But I hope it leaves some time for other kinds of domination.”
I think I shock him. The good kind. “There’s always time for that,” he asserts, his eyes drifting appreciatively over my breasts. Rolling towards me, he fits himself against my body. Palming a breast, his mouth gently nuzzles a hard nipple, relentlessly teasing it until my core is a pulsating mess. Then he moves his head a few inches and repeats every brilliant pussy-throbbing thing.
Slowly, he works his way down my body. “I love this,” he murmurs into my bare mound, stubble on his chin a rasping, wicked sensation. “Makes eating out so much easier.”
A merciless tongue licks through my wet seam. My hips jolt forward, chasing, wanting more. A flattened tongue works me over with a steady rhythm as a thumb pad circles my clit. I’m so sensitive down there, so hyper-aware of his soft breaths, the gentle scrape of his chin, and the warm, wet heat of his mouth that I know I’m going to obliterate apart any second.
But then he eases back a bit, his tempo slowing. My hips buck, seeking his ravenous touch as his eyes drift up over my heated skin and lock with mine.
“Don’t stop,” I beg.
My fingers thread through his black, silky hair, pushing him closer to where I need him.
With a sly grin, he returns his lips to my clit, mouthing at it before licking through my cleft. When he sinks two skillful fingers inside, slowly fucking me with long, angled drags against my G-spot, my entire lower body clenches down, erupting into a violent, unrelenting release. I clamp around his fingers, my back arching as I cry out.
“Fuck,” he groans, lapping at my release, sucking at the smooth skin like a starving animal. “You wanted that.”
“I want everything you’ve got,” I manage to tell him through hard-won breaths.
His eyes hold mine for all of a second before he flips me like a rag doll onto my stomach. He takes my hips and pulls them up, spreading my knees wide with his own. There’s a curse as he reaches for a forgotten condom from the closest drawer, quickly covering himself. And then he impales me with his huge dick, sliding every fat inch deep inside.
Involuntarily, I cry out. My ass is elevated, my face resting against the mattress, and he feels bigger like this, huge. He feels lodged in my lungs, leaving me breathless and heaving as he moves inside me with long, deep, unceasing drives of his cock.
“WinterWinterWinter,” Luca chants, his hands on my lower back and hip tightening as he pounds into me. The headboard slams into the wall, my heart thrashes in my chest. He’s relentless, our bodies slapping together as fire razes through my bones. When his fingers massage my clit, my nails claw at the sheet, my body gathering and gathering into a wildness I struggle to contain.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been fucked this good. Maybe ever. This is raw and fierce. It leaves me defenseless and vulnerable, but I remind myself I asked for this, and Luca fucking delivered.
“There,” he hisses, feeling my puss quiver around him. “Give it up, Winter.”
My orgasm pours out of me, unhinged and unstoppable. He fucks me until another orgasm smothers me, every muscle I own warm and heavy as pure joy sweeps through me. And then he chases his own end, his movements rough and passionate. A fist tangles in my hair as he pumps inside me, his cock swelling before he stills, balls deep, roaring out his release.
CHAPTERFIVE
I’m learningthat Luca isn’t a cuddler. I get affection, gratitude, and care, but he doesn’t linger afterward. I’ve served a purpose, a need, and now I am put to one side until I’m wanted again. To be honest, I’ve got lots I should be doing, or at least pretending to, so I drag my ass out of bed, sitting on the side and gazing through the doors to the deck.
Fresh snow sticks to the balcony rail.
As Luca returns from the bathroom, his phone starts buzzing. He checks the screen, telling me, “It’s Reuben. I’ll just take this.” He accepts the call, bringing the cell to his ear. “Hey. What’s up?”
The room is so quiet that I can hear a voice on the other end, but I can’t detect any words. But whatever is said, it makes Luca chuckle. Still naked, he sits next to me on the bed and strokes my hair. The way his fingers were tangled in it earlier it must resemble a bird’s nest right now.
Offering some privacy, I go to stand. But with his fingers threaded through my tresses, it means Luca easily pulls me back down, murmuring, “Don’t go.”
Ignoring the way my body reacted to the smarting pain in my scalp,I listen to the distant phone voice. Then Luca says,“Really good.”
Silence.
Another chuckle. “Way better, yes.” Luca kisses my bare shoulder. “I hope so.”
Silence.
“You’ll like her. I’m sure she’ll like you too.”