Chapter 81: Losing Control

Luca was pinned against the shower wall, Ethan's body pressing against his, the slickness of the water making everything more intense. The heat of the moment was palpable, and Luca could feel Ethan's breath on his neck, his lips trailing down in a possessive frenzy.

For a moment, Luca gave in. The way Ethan touched him, kissed him—it was all-consuming. His body responded to Ethan's, his skin tingling with every brush of their contact. But deep down, something gnawed at him. He couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't right.

Ethan's hand gripped Luca's chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. The look in Ethan's eyes was dark, intense, and there was a fire burning behind them. "You're mine," he whispered, his voice low and filled with certainty.

Luca's heart pounded in his chest. Ethan's words felt like chains wrapping around him, binding him tighter with each declaration. It was thrilling, yes, but also suffocating. He wanted to break free, to breathe, but Ethan's hold on him was too strong.

"I need you to say it," Ethan growled, his lips brushing against Luca's jawline. "Say that you're mine."

Luca's breath hitched. His mind was racing, torn between the desire flooding through him and the creeping sense of losing control. "Ethan, I…"

Before he could finish, Ethan's lips crashed against his, silencing him. The kiss was hard, demanding, and Luca felt his knees weaken under the intensity of it. His hands found their way to Ethan's shoulders, gripping tightly as the heat between them threatened to consume him entirely.

The shower steamed around them, the water cascading down their bodies, but all Luca could focus on was the sensation of Ethan's hands roaming his skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Ethan's lips moved to his neck, nipping at the sensitive skin just below his ear, and Luca couldn't suppress the shiver that ran through him.

"You don't get to leave," Ethan whispered harshly, his fingers gripping Luca's waist possessively. "Not without me."

Luca's head fell back against the shower wall, his eyes half-closed as Ethan's lips moved lower, brushing against his chest, his fingers tracing circles on Luca's wet skin. "I wasn't leaving," Luca managed to say, his voice barely a whisper over the sound of the water. "I just needed space."

"Space from me?" Ethan asked, his voice dark, dangerous.

Luca didn't know how to answer. He couldn't explain it, the feeling of needing to breathe, to clear his head. Ethan's intensity was overwhelming, and though Luca was drawn to it, it also scared him.

Ethan's hand slipped lower, teasing Luca's body in ways that sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. "You don't need space," Ethan murmured against his skin, his fingers trailing dangerously lower. "You need me."

The words hung in the air, thick with promise and threat. Luca's body betrayed him, responding to Ethan's touch, but his mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. He needed to regain control, but every time Ethan touched him, kissed him, that control slipped further and further away.

Ethan's lips found his again, rough and demanding, and Luca's resolve crumbled. He was losing himself in Ethan's touch, in the intensity of their connection. The fire between them was burning hotter than ever, and Luca didn't know how much longer he could hold on before it consumed him completely.

End of Chapter 81

To Be Continued...