The tendons inside Luca’s neck strain as he thrusts into me while spreading my ass to seat himself deeper. My head falls back against the wall as my legs tingle seconds before waves of bliss shake my body. I pull my eyes to his gaze and my heart flips sideways. “I love making you feel good,” Luca says, trailing one hand up my arm to hold my jaw and neck. His kiss is possessive as he holds me hostage with his lips. His thrusts turn wild now that he knows I’ve come and it can be all about him.
The pace slows as his thrusts turn to an onslaught of aggressive lunges—deep. The kiss melts into something more sensual, his tongue twining and flicking mine. The heat envelops my body as he comes in me, a groaning surrender of passionate, frenzied love. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull his face to my neck where he continues kissing me.
“That was overdue,” I sigh. “And fantastic.”
He slides me off his body and I walk to the master bath. “It was pretty explosive,” Luca admits. “Also, I’m touring your bathroom right now without touring your bathroom.” His smirk is deadly hot. I pull an annoyed face. “Just saying.” He throws his hands up and watches as I sit on the toilet. “That was a huge load. You’re going to be there for a while.”
“Something you’re proud of?” I quip, licking my lips.
He shrugs. “It is the longest I’ve gone without sex in… I don’t even remember, so yes, I am sort of proud.”
I widen my eyes. “Jeez, I forgot about that.” I clear my throat. “Was it hard?”
“You tell me. Felt pretty hard on my end.” He’s still breathing heavily and the shine of sweat on his chest is liable to get him inside me again… soon.
Rolling my eyes, I flush and stand. “You know what I mean. Going without. Is it going to be a problem?”
“Nothing is a problem. I’m in control of myself. I’m not a sex-crazed beast. If anything, I like it. There’s no effort or pressure on me to perform. I get to have the one woman I want. Your pleasure is worth the wait.”
Luca washes his hands and leans his back against the counter. “There was one thing I wanted to tell you.”
“Oh?” I ask, leaning my naked body against his. I drop a kiss in between his pecs and flick my gaze up through my lashes to meet his. “Tell me then.” I drop to my knees in front of him, taking his semi-hard cock and laving the head.
His neck works as he swallows. “Ironically,” he says, wincing. “I marked a scene with a costar and they needed a HQ image of a blow job.” His smile looks more like a cringe. “Literally thirty seconds of her mouth on my… dick.”
I use my teeth, and pull away to stand. “Ew, Luca.” My heart drops, but I remind myself to be a grown-up about this. “You could have told me before we fucked.”
“She was clean. It was only for the photo and I didn’t come. I even made myself hard.”
“Oh my God, do you want a medal or a chest to pin it on for your display of that valiant act?” So much for being a grown-up.
He looks embarrassed and sorry, but I’m still upset. “I’m happy with my chest muscles. And you are too, so I guess a medal?” Luca is joking, but it doesn’t dull the pang of green envy.
“You lied.”
“I didn’t.”
“You said there hasn’t been a woman since me.”
He winces. “I haven’t fucked a woman since we met, Elizabeth.”
Backing away, I take a deep breath. “Semantics. You lied to me and that sucks. You should call Santino and go back to your hotel.”
“Seriously?” He looks shocked. “That’s a little harsh. A photo doesn’t change how I feel about you.”
I close my eyes. “But maybe it changes how I feel about you. Did you think about that?”
“Woah.” He visibly shirks away from me, like I’m plagued. “The next thing on my list to tell you was I’m out. Completely finished with traveling to sets and marking scenes, and basically anything to do with the acting side of things. This was my last trip that involved that side of the business.”
I’m such a stupid asshole. Didn’t Shay just tell me about trust? The ultimate relationship destroyer? Losing him is effortless when I bring my trust issues to the table. Hanging my head, I apologize quietly.
“Don’t tell me you’re sorry. Tell me how you really feel.” He rounds me to exit the bathroom and grabs his jeans and stabs his legs in. “I’m waiting.”
“I don’t know how to be in love with someone I have to share with the whole sick, perverted world!” It came out all wrong, and the fury surrounding my word choice is evident in his gaze.
He nods a few times, full lips pursed. “That’s what you really think about me then? I’m sick in the head? Seems like you enjoy the sick and perverted part of me a fucking lot.”
Now I’m angry. “Luca!” I shout at his back as he gathers his shirt from the floor. “Look at me. I didn’t mean it that way.”
