Chapter 72: Crossroads of Passion

The heat between them intensified, pulsing like a live wire as Ethan's hands worked their magic on Luca's body. Each caress sent shockwaves through Luca, his skin hypersensitive to every touch, every lingering kiss. Ethan's grip was possessive, almost overwhelming, as if he feared letting go would mean losing Luca forever.

"Ethan…" Luca's voice was barely more than a breathy whisper, filled with longing and confusion. "What if…"

Ethan cut him off, his mouth crashing against Luca's, silencing any doubts that lingered in the back of Luca's mind. The kiss was fierce, filled with a hunger that ignited every nerve ending in Luca's body. He melted against Ethan, lost in the sensation, the world around them fading into oblivion.

"Don't think," Ethan murmured against Luca's lips, his voice low and commanding. "Just feel. Let me take care of you."

Luca's heart raced as he surrendered to the whirlwind of emotions crashing over him. Ethan was right; thinking only complicated things. There was a primal urge inside him, a need that demanded to be fulfilled, and Ethan was the only one who could quench that desire.

Ethan's hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of Luca's body, leaving no part untouched. The way he moved was deliberate and confident, as if he knew exactly what Luca needed before he even knew it himself. With every kiss, every touch, Luca felt himself spiraling deeper into a pool of heated desire.

"God, you're beautiful," Ethan murmured, his eyes dark with lust as he pulled back just enough to look at Luca's flushed face. The compliment sent a rush of warmth through Luca, igniting a flicker of confidence within him.

"Please," Luca breathed, his voice trembling with want. He didn't know what he was asking for, but the desperation in his tone made it clear he needed more—more of Ethan, more of this intoxicating connection.

Ethan's smile was predatory, filled with mischief as he leaned in closer. "You'll get everything you ask for," he promised, his lips brushing against Luca's ear, igniting a spark of desire that coursed through Luca's veins.

Luca's breath hitched as Ethan's hands found their way back to his waistband, teasing him mercilessly. "You like this, don't you?" Ethan teased, his voice a low rumble. "You love being at my mercy."

A whimper escaped Luca's lips as Ethan's fingers dipped beneath the fabric, teasing the sensitive skin that lay just beneath. "Yes," he gasped, unable to contain the pleasure that coursed through him. "I do."

Ethan's dark chuckle filled the room, and Luca felt a thrill shoot through him at the sound. "Good," Ethan replied, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Because I intend to take my time with you."

As Ethan continued to explore, Luca's mind raced. This was everything he had wanted, yet the reality of it terrified him. They were crossing a line—one that would change everything between them. But as Ethan's fingers moved with a skillful grace, coaxing pleasure from every part of his body, those fears faded into the background, drowned out by waves of ecstasy.

"Look at us," Ethan breathed, his voice thick with lust. "This is where we belong, Luca—tangled up in each other, lost in our desire."

Luca's gaze met his in the mirror, and he saw the truth reflected back. There was no denying the connection, the chemistry that crackled between them. It was a fire that couldn't be extinguished, no matter how hard they tried.

As Ethan's fingers found their rhythm, Luca felt himself surrender completely, allowing the flames of passion to consume him. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them—two souls entwined in a dance of lust and longing, caught in a moment they would never forget.

End of Chapter 72

To Be Continued...