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He chuckles. “I believebothof those were from you.”

“Oh right,” I play along. “How are you going to compete with me then?”

“By learning what makes your body feel the best,” he says with a trace of his thumb over my hipbone.

My skin shudders at his words as my confidence builds. With his weight still above me, I place my hand under his t-shirt, feeling his skin immediately cover with goosebumps as my fingers move over his chest. I push my lips against his before slowly pulling them away in the same dangerous rhythm I’ve learned from him, and then moan softly at the combination of the taste of his mouth andnow of me on his lips. “And what aboutyourbody?” I ask, while my fingers rest along the waistband of his leisure pants.

He softly holds my hand and reassures, “Don’t worry about me. I’m okay.”

I brush the side of his neck. “Well the experience thing is half mine and half about another person, so technically it’s important.” When his brows furrow, I quickly clarify, “Not that I’m saying I want to do something to you just to gain the experience. I genuinely want to.”

He nods. “I just don’t want you to feel like this is too much too quickly.”

“I don’t. Ireallywant to,” I say, moving in to kiss his neck when I feel him growing against my thighs.

My fingers travel back up his shirt to trace his skin when I notice his voice cracks. “Jasmine, really. I’m good.”

I look into his eyes and challenge, “If you’re not going to teach me, do you wantsomeone elseto?”

His eyes grow darker at this realization, and it’s enough to turn me on all over again.

Luca’s reaction confirms to me that the same way my fear was holding me back, his has been doing the same for him but for a different reason. Fearing he’s disrespecting me in some way when he’s not.

My theory is only reassured when he flips us over slowly as his hands travel down my back and confidently squeeze my ass, while our lips continue to dance against each other’s. Our movements grow in urgency and intensity as I lift his shirt, wanting to feel more of his skin.

He returns the gesture and proceeds to take off my bra before my next instinct is to tug down his pants. I don’t know what’scome over me when it turns me on that I’m completely naked now while he’s still in his boxers.

With a lust that’s consuming me by the second, my fingers explore regions I’ve never come across, and with each moment, my body cravesmore.

My mind completely shatters when I finally trace along his v-lines that I couldn’t get out of my head ever since I saw him standing in just that towel the other night.

It’s not just the way his skin feels beneath my fingertips. It’s the way his voice cracks again as he softly calls out my name. “Jasmine.”

My vision has officially gone blurry again. “Why do you say my name likethat?”

“Like what?” Luca gently tilts my chin up and presses his thumb against the center of my bottom lip before he softly drags it down. As if my entire body isn’t about to erupt the way it did minutes ago, he has to repeat, “Jasmine?” But this time with a smug glint in his eyes with the intention that he knowsexactlywhat it’s doing to me.

I love when he gets cocky like this. Since it’s so far from his actual personality.

And it’s enough to remind me to not waste another second as I slowly pull down his boxers before gasping at the sight of him.

He’s definitely as turned on as I thought, noting that this is the first time I’ve ever seen a man like this. While the visual alone is making me even more wet, there’s also a trace of another emotion that’s reactivating my nerves a bit. One because of his size and how the fuck that’s going to fit. And more so at the thought of using my mouth, given how it’s always been the act that’s scared me the most when it comes to sex.

Luca must sense my sudden shift back to my previous reservations when he gently says, “Remember, we can stop whenever you want.”

Even though I know I don’t owe it to him to continue, I can’t imagine any other guy being this understanding. And there’s a reason that I’m the one who suggested to continue. Idowant to do this. But I’m learning that with new experiences, certain realizations don’t enter your mind until the situation presents itself. Daydreaming how I’d feel after seeing a guy naked in front of me, while I’m also naked in front of him is not something I could have really accurately anticipated.

One thing’s for sure is Luca’s patience. And that alone is really pushing away my doubts. “Maybe I can just start with my hands for now,” I suggest.

“Whatever you’re comfortable with,” he says with such an understanding smile while he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. “And before we start any of this, you should know I was tested recently. I’m clean.”

“Oh,” I freeze, realizing I’d completely forgotten that part, but thankful he brought it up. If for nothing else than to put my mind at ease. “Thank you for telling me.”

“Of course.” He pulls my face down to his and kisses me again before I continue to let my hands wander his body.

“Any tips?” I ask as my fingers creep lower and lower down his stomach. “No pun intended.”

I laugh at myself before he joins in and replies, “The tip is the most sensitive but the length, especially the underside can feel just as good, if not more.” As I’m trying to process everything, he reassures, “There’s no wrong way to do it. So don’t stress about it.”

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