My European Honeymoon (Completed)

Chapter Sixteen

That look in his eyes as he observed me was more than I could take. We headed straight back to the apartment, leaving Isabella napping in her crib as we crashed into the bedroom. We seemed to be rebounding off walls as we clawed at each other's clothes. Nothing was fast enough. I kicked off my shoes as he dragged my jumper over my head. His tee went next, leaving us connecting skin to skin as we bumped into the table by the door. We separated for a matter of seconds as we both fumbled with our own jeans.

Collapsing onto the bed in just our underwear. I didn't even know where it had come from, but that spark just appeared. The longer we had to hold it in while we made our way back, the hotter it burned. By the time we hit the bed, it was scolding both of us. Luca stood to remove his boxers before sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to free his feet. I saw my opportunity and lunged for him. Straddling his rock hard thighs and tipping him over.

He wasted no time in moving my lace shorts to the side and giving him easy access to what he sought. I stole a kiss as he manoeuvred and the feel of him momentarily took my breath away. I couldn't believe I could be so wet from nothing but a look, but I was. Sitting on his c**k as though it was the only place I belonged. The second he was inside me, we slowed down. It was that connection that we had both sought so desperately.

I eased up until only the tip of him remained. Lowering just enough to tease him. Over and over again until he looked like he might lose his mind, before slamming down on his c**k. "Ahh, fuck." His head whipped back, and I started the whole process again. Getting off on the power I had over him. "If you keep teasing me, you're going to pay dearly."

"I would love to see you try." It was enough of a challenge to see me being tossed across the bed like I weighed nothing. He grabbed my legs before I had even fully landed and pulled me closer. Sinking his mouth between my legs. His tongue carefully caressing me constantly. As several fingers slammed into me, the rush was more than I had expected. He kept doing it over and over. The violence of his fingers was in such contrast to the soft, delicate movement of his tongue.

Just as I was getting into a rhythm, he stopped out of nowhere. "No. No, please Luca. Don't stop." He did it once more before stopping again. "You are such a bastard at times."

"Oh, I know." He crawled his way up my body, taking his time as he kissed my soft flesh. Taking my n****e into his mouth roughly. It felt like he was trying to punish me, but he was failing. If that was his version of punishment, I would happily take it any day. I felt his teeth nip at my n****e, in the aftermath of the wave of niggling pain, he sunk himself into me hard. I licked my lips at the sudden influx of pleasure. When he withdrew, I wanted to scream, to beg. When he nipped at my n****e again, I knew what was coming and welcomed the rush.

"Stop teasing." My words did nothing, and he did it again. I knew he enjoyed the power just as much as I had. "Luca, I mean it. f**k me now. I'm begging you, please." I was already on the edge. He lifted my legs one at a time and placed them on his shoulders, lifting me slightly from the bed. As he drove inside me, I grabbed onto the sheets out of sheer desperation. It was a position he favored, and it always forced him so deep. "f**k, f**k, I'm so close."

"Come for me, Dolcezza. I want to feel you explode around my cock." It was as though my body only needed his request to tip me over the edge. As my insides gripped at him and my orgasm ripped through me, he exploded inside me. I could literally feel the force of his ejaculation.

He collapsed down beside me and instantly kissed me. "I'm not sure we're supposed to be having afternoon s*x when we've got a young baby in tow."

"Who cares what we are supposed to be doing? I don't care what happens as long as afternoon s*x is still happening." I ran my hand through his hair. "What time are we meant to be going to the restaurant?"

"Wait. How do you know?"

"Julia let it slip. I just want to know if I need to rush to get ready or if we can just relax here for a while?"

"Not till seven. Plenty of time." I snuggled into him and wondered if that feeling of contentment would last forever. I hoped so because I wasn't sure I could live without it. That air of contentment that Luca provided was something that I'd experienced for so long. Even when we were nothing but friends, the way I felt around him was the same. As though a mist of calmness had fallen over me. No matter how stressed or upset I had been in the past, Luca had always known how to calm me.

I basked in that calmness for as long as I dared, before finally dragging myself from him and heading off to get ready. At times, I thought our honeymoon could have only been better if it had just been me and him locked in a hotel room for the entire time.