The night had long settled around them, yet the heat between Luca and Ethan seemed boundless. Their bodies still glistened with sweat, entwined together in the sheets, but there was a hunger that hadn't yet been sated. Ethan's hand never stopped moving, fingers tracing soft patterns across Luca's skin, as if memorizing every curve, every scar, and every mark that made Luca his.
Luca let out a small breath, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, but his mind was far from peaceful. He could feel Ethan's presence everywhere—over him, inside him, surrounding him in a way that made it impossible to escape, even if he wanted to. But Luca didn't want to escape. Not anymore.
Ethan's breath was warm against his neck as he leaned in, brushing his lips lightly against Luca's ear. "Are you tired?" he murmured, his voice soft but filled with desire.
Luca swallowed hard, shaking his head. "No," he whispered, his voice barely audible. His body felt both exhausted and alive, buzzing with the aftershocks of their previous encounter, but deep down, he craved more. His skin burned with the need to be touched again, to feel Ethan's overwhelming presence consuming him completely.
Ethan's lips curved into a sly smile, his hand sliding lower across Luca's torso. "Good," he whispered, his voice dark and teasing. "Because I'm not finished with you yet."
The promise in Ethan's words sent a shiver down Luca's spine. He bit his lip, anticipation rising in his chest as Ethan's hand moved lower, fingers brushing over the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. Every touch was like fire, setting his nerves alight.
"You love this, don't you?" Ethan asked, his voice low and husky. His fingers traced along the edge of Luca's waist, teasing him, drawing out the moment. "Being at my mercy… knowing I can take you whenever I want."
Luca trembled beneath him, the power of Ethan's words sinking into his core. He did love it—loved how Ethan made him feel wanted, craved, even when the intensity was almost too much to bear. "Yes," he admitted, his voice shaking slightly. "I love it… I love the way you make me feel."
Ethan's gaze darkened, filled with desire and something more—something possessive. He leaned down, capturing Luca's lips in a bruising kiss, his hand gripping Luca's thigh as he pulled their bodies even closer together. The heat between them reignited instantly, an undeniable pull that neither of them could resist.
Ethan broke the kiss, his lips moving to Luca's neck, biting down softly before sucking at the skin, leaving a trail of marks in his wake. Luca gasped at the sensation, his back arching off the bed as Ethan's teeth grazed his collarbone. The sharp contrast of pleasure and pain sent waves of heat coursing through his body, making him ache for more.
Luca's fingers found their way into Ethan's hair, tugging lightly as Ethan continued his relentless assault on his neck and chest, his mouth devouring every inch of skin he could reach. The intensity of it all was overwhelming, but Luca wanted nothing more than to give himself over to it completely.
"You're mine, Luca," Ethan growled against his skin, his hand sliding between Luca's legs once again. "Only mine."
Luca gasped as Ethan's fingers found their mark, his body trembling beneath him. "Yes," he moaned, his voice breathless. "Only yours, Ethan… I'm yours."
Ethan's lips curved into a smile at Luca's words, and with a sudden, firm movement, he positioned himself between Luca's legs, his body hovering over him. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with desire and anticipation.
"Look at me," Ethan commanded, his voice low and full of authority. Luca's eyes fluttered open, locking with Ethan's intense gaze. "I want to see your face when I take you."
Luca's breath hitched, his heart racing in his chest. The sheer power of Ethan's words, the raw intensity of his gaze, left Luca feeling completely exposed, vulnerable in a way that only Ethan could make him feel. But there was something intoxicating about it—something that made Luca crave even more.
Ethan didn't hesitate. With a slow, deliberate motion, he pressed forward, entering Luca inch by inch. Luca's body arched beneath him, his hands gripping the sheets as the sensation washed over him. The heat between them flared, an unstoppable force that drove them both to the edge.
The rhythm of their movements quickened, their bodies moving in perfect sync as the pleasure built between them. Luca's moans filled the room, his hands clutching desperately at Ethan's back as he was consumed by the overwhelming sensations. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them, bound by the fire of their desire.
Ethan's pace quickened, his body trembling as he neared the edge. Luca could feel it too—the tension building, the inevitable climax that would consume them both. And when it finally hit, it was like a wave crashing over them, pulling them under and leaving them breathless in its wake.
They collapsed together, their bodies still intertwined, the aftermath of their passion lingering in the air. Ethan held Luca close, their breaths mingling as they lay in the quiet darkness, their hearts still beating in time with each other.
End of Chapter 59
To Be Continued...