Page 314 of Labor of Love

I didn’t even have to check to know I was wet with slick and that it was probably soaking my underwear. Luca’s nostrils flared, and I had no doubt he was smelling my arousal. I could tell by the way his pupils dilated until they were full-blown black circles, and how his hands on my ass gripped me so hard it’ll probably leave marks.

“I missed you,” he whispered.

“I missed you, too.”

The words were barely out before he was on me. His lips were clumsy over mine, uncoordinated with all teeth and tongue, but fuck if it wasn’t the best kiss I’d ever had.

His lips sent an electric shockwave of pleasure through me. I was so lost in it, I barely registered us moving inside until he was pushing me onto a couch and falling on top of me.

Hot hands roamed over me in a scramble to get my clothes off. Then Luca was kneeling above me, silent for a second as he took me in.

I felt vulnerable being completely naked with him still dressed, but the unbridled need in his eyes, like he couldn’t wait to eat me up, empowered me.

“You’re beautiful,” he breathed. The words were simple, but the way he spoke them had heat pooling in my stomach and slick dripping down my inner thigh.

My reaction didn’t go unnoticed. A throaty sound escaped Luca’s lips as he pushed another hungry kiss onto me.

“I need to taste you,” he demanded, lips roaming down my neck to love on one of my stiff nipples before giving the other just as much attention.

He then moved even lower. I was already panting from the almost ticklish feeling of his lips brushing against my skin on his descent, but that turned into a full-on moan when he sucked onthe head of my cock. It was a quick, teasing action that had me glaring at him when he pulled off not even a second later.

Luca chuckled as he gave my length a slow stroke. His lips quirked with a smirk that told me he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Open up for me,” he ordered before I could voice my dissatisfaction. His fingers sank into my thighs as he spread my legs open and got between them.

“What are you?—”

My words were cut off with a choking sob as he went down on me. His tongue lapping up my slick like it was ice cream on a sweltering day, and it was the only thing that could cool him down. The only thing his actions accomplished was stirring me up even more.

“Mmm. You taste even better than you smell. Like a sweet wine I could get drunk off of,” he said, licking a stripe over my hole and up to my balls, where he elicited another long moan from me with his wicked mouth.

“I’ve been dreaming about this, tasting you, getting inside you.”

He emphasized his words by slipping a finger into my ready hole. The pressure was a welcome relief but nowhere near enough.

“Luca...” I pleaded forsomething,anything.

“Such a greedy thing,” was all he said before he added his tongue into the mix again. It was all too much and nowhere near enough.

When he loosened me enough for another finger, then a third, the delicious stretch threatened to push me over the edge. But I didn’t want to come like this. I wanted Luca inside of me, needed to be stretched by his huge cock. Needing to be knotted by him… and no, nuh-uh, nope. There would be no knotting done today. Did I even want to be knotted by him? I’d neverdone it with anyone else before because getting pregnant on a knot was almost guaranteed.

But getting bred by Luca… Having his children…

“Fuck, if you do that when my dick’s inside you, you’ll make me come in seconds.”

“Yes, that. I want that,” I rambled and grabbed at him to get undressed. The idea of him coming inside of me, the knowledge that I was the one who ripped the pleasure from him, had me crazy with want.

“I can’t wait to hear you moaning my name until it’s the only word you remember,” he said, pulling out a condom from who knows where. He ripped it open with his teeth, then made a show of slowly slipping it over his raging erection.

His cock was huge. Bigger than any I’d taken before, and my hole squeezed in anticipation.

“You’re going to fill me up so good,” I said as I watched him lube up. Even if I was already soaking wet with slick, with his size, the extra lubrication wouldn’t hurt.

Luca squeezed the base of his cock. I wanted to lick the vein that strained against his neck.

“You can’t say things like that,” he gritted out. “Not when I’m holding on by a thread.”

“Then don’t,” I said simply and reached up to loop my arms around him and pull him down for a kiss. “Show me how much you want me. I want you to make a mess of me.”

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