CHAPTER 6
“Feels—so—good—” I pant, bouncing harder, my thighs burning but refusing to stop.
“You’re going to come again,” he says like it’s a command.
“I—can’t—”
“Yes, you can.” His hand slides from my throat to the back of my neck, pulling me down into another filthy, spit-slick kiss. “Do it for me.”
The words hit me almost as hard as his thrusts. I break with a loud, broken cry, spraying again, my body shuddering, my legs trembling so badly I almost collapse.
I’m still trembling, my body a mess, sweat dripping down my spine, my own release sticky between us. My lungs burn, my legs barely want to hold me up. But Luca hasn’t moved.
Not a single inch.
Instead, he leans up, brushing his mouth along my ear. “Still hard for me?”
I swallow, my voice wrecked. “Y-yeah…”
“Good,” he murmu
