Chapter 214
-LUCA-
I was one second from giving her exactly what she was begging for.
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Her mouth was on mine. Her taste was still on my tongue. Her legs were around me and my cock was in excruciating pain behind the zipper and every reason I had ever used to run was already dead on the carpet.
“I’m going to make you scream tonight,” I said against her lips. It came out raw. Honest. Hungry. “I want the whole of Barcelona to hear you.”
Her breath caught.
That was all I needed.
I pulled back only long enough to rip my shirt off. Then the rest. Pants. Everything. I did not look away from her while I did it.
I wanted her to see what she had done to me.
How hard I was. How little control I had left. My cock slipped out, hard and cruel from wanting her, and her eyes dropped to it like she could not help herself.
Good.
I wanted her to look. I wanted her to stare at my cock just like she was doing now.
Then I took what was left of her clothes. Slow enough to torture both of us. Fast enough that I did not give either of us time to remember the word pretend.
I dragged her shorts the rest of the way down her legs. Kissed the inside of her knee. The soft skin of her thigh. I put my mouth back on her pussy just once more, soft and brief, just to hear her cry out and feel her hips jerk, before I stood and lifted her.
Her back hit the wall.
I kissed her while I did it, messy and deep, one hand under her ass, the other braced beside her head. She was hot against me. Bare. Wet. I dragged the head of my cock through her folds and she whimpered, high and broken, every time I passed over her clit.
I winced. Then shuddered. So fucking amazing. Never felt a pussy that good in my entire life.
Then I notched myself at her entrance.
She cried out the second she felt me there.
I pushed in.
Just the head.
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And I froze.
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Sweat broke across my forehead. My arms locked. My whole body went tight because something was wrong in a way that was too tight, too new, too much like a line I had never thought to ask about.
She clenched around that first inch like she was trying to pull me deeper and keep me out at the same time.
“Why are you stopping?” she cried.
I could barely speak. I was too much in shock. Finding it difficult to believe what was staring me in the face.
“Char-are you a…virgin?”
“Yeah?” She sounded furious. Frustrated. Like I had asked her the stupidest question in the world while I was already inside her. “So what?”
What did she mean so what? A fucking virgin? And she wanted me to fuck her like she was any other girl in my hotel room? What the fuck? I’d never fucked a virgin before. Not even once.
I’d never asked Charlotte about her sex life. She’s gone on dates. I never thought to find out more. Part of me didn’t want to fucking know. Now that I think about it, did it bother me even back then? Did I never like the idea of her and other men together?
“That changes fucking everything.”
I growled it.
I tried to pull back. Not because I did not want her. Fuck, I wanted her. I wanted her so badly that my hands were shaking. I pulled back because I suddenly understood I could hurt her, and the thought of hurting her made me want to put my fist through the wall.
“Luca, I swear on your fucking car, if you pull out now and disappear again, I will not be staying here with you ever again.”
I looked at her like she was insane for even suggesting I could walk out of this now.
Walk out.
After this.
After her.
After I had already tasted her and felt her come on my tongue and lined myself up like a man who had finally stopped lying.
It was hard to hold back. I was losing my fucking mind. She was clenched around the first inch of me like a fist and I had never felt anything like it.
Hot. Impossibly tight. My thighs were shaking with the effort not to slam home.
“I can really hurt you.” It came out broken. “Your pussy is so fucking tight I can’t-”
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