Gabby
It was surreal to see Luca step out of the bathroom, fresh from the shower, and dressed for bed. As had become his habit once I’d gotten used to seeing his body, he was only wearing boxers, and he looked incredible.
“Do you want me to put something else on? I don’t mind,” he offered when he saw me staring at his bare chest.
“No. Please don’t; I love to see you like this,” I honestly replied, surprising the both of us.
“Okay. So are we ready for bed now, or did you need something else before I turn off the lights?”
I stood up and took his hands in mine, then slowly walked backward until the back of my legs were pressed against the edge of our bed.
“Can you show me what it’s like? But you know, without going all the way?” I asked.
“Show you what what
