Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 95609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Cool air hits my skin as I pull the shirt over my head and toss it aside. I’m not wearing a bra but I’m not cold. My whole body feels like it’s coming alive for the first time.
I’m down to my undies when he eases his big body on mine, his lips on mine again. He kisses me until I’m breathless, whispering something in German I don’t quite understand but I feel the words across my skin.
“Ich habe schon ewig auf dich gewartet.” He kisses my neck and all along my shoulder, sending heat sparking through me.
I let go of everything but what he’s making me feel. I know this can’t work but I’m going to have this night with him. I’m going to have these memories of being with him.
I’m always careful, but he makes me reckless.
His big hand cups my breast, and I bite back a moan.
“You’re so gorgeous,” he says. “I think about you always, Schatz. Tell me you won’t leave me.”
Treasure. His treasure. “I won’t.”
I can’t. I think this was my last-ditch effort to get out of what I know is a dangerous to my heart situation. If he’d argued or been cold, I could have packed up and left, but he’s figured out how to keep me close.
By keeping me really close.
I let my fingers find the silk of his hair as he drags his tongue over my nipple before sucking it behind his lips. Desire shoots through me, and I can feel every tug of his mouth between my legs. I’m already warm and wet and ready for him, but he seems determined to torture me. He moves between my breasts, one hand sliding down my body and teasing at my core.
He kisses his way down, leaving my skin feeling like a live wire everywhere he touches. He gets on his knees, my legs on either side of his gorgeous body. His cock is barely contained by those boxers he’s wearing and his hair—usually so controlled—tumbles over his forehead, making him look young and reckless.
“I told you, Anika.” There’s the sexiest smirk on his face as he reaches down and rips the delicate lace on either side of my underwear, pulling it clear and tossing it to the side.
I can buy more underwear. I won’t ever forget how it feels to have this god of a man loom over me, desire plain on his face.
He spreads my legs wide and lowers himself down. “Yes, Schatz. This is where I’ve wanted to be since the moment I met you.”
He lowers his mouth to my core, and I swear it takes everything I have not to scream out his name. He takes his time, teasing me with his mouth and teeth and tongue. Over and over he drowns me with pleasure, and I can’t think of why I ever fought this feeling. This is where I want to be. Every minute of every day.
When he gets back on his knees and shoves his boxers down, I’m ready to welcome him. I want nothing more than to have this man inside me, binding us together in the most intimate of ways. He proves he’s always prepared by opening a condom he’s brought with him. How long has he been planning this? I know I’ve thought about it since the moment I met him.
Maybe it was inevitable that we would end up here. Maybe there’s been nothing I can do to get out of this trap I find myself in. All I know is if this is a cage, I’ll lock myself in as long as he’s with me.
“This changes things between us, Anika,” he says as he settles himself between my legs.
I wrap myself around him, loving how he presses me down, the weight of him making me feel delicate and sexy. I pull him close for a long kiss as he gently works his way inside me. It’s not hard since I’m more than ready for him, but when he moves, my breath hitches, my whole body clenching around him.
He mutters something in German and settles into a rhythm that has me panting. He feels so good, so right. Like I was born to be in this exact space with this man. Like something has fallen blissfully into place.
Then I’m flying as he hits the right spot, and I can’t think of anything but the insane amount of pleasure he’s giving me. When he goes over the edge, I hold on as tight as I can.
I hold on because I never want this moment, this feeling, to end.
I hold on because if I lose him, I fear I’ll miss this man for the rest of my life.
Chapter Sixteen
When he returns from the bathroom, Luca tucks himself into bed next to me, his arm going around me to pull me back against him. “Come close, Schatz. Ich brauche deine nahe.”