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I yanked his belt free, the sound of leather snapping filling the small space. His pants were next, shoved down to his thighs in one rough motion.

He hissed as the cool air hit his skin, but he didn’t move, staying there with his ass exposed. My hands slid over his hips, down to his thighs, brushing over his bare skin.

“You drive me absolutely insane.”

I slid a hand between his legs, teasing him, stroking just enough to make him shudder. Luca’s hands clenched. I stepped back just enough to admire him—pants halfway down, his body tense and waiting, and that defiant edge in the set of his jaw.

Fuck. No lube.

I spat on my hand, coating my cock.

I lined up my cock, the head pressing against his tight hole. My hands gripped his hips, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. Slowly, I pushed inside.

“If it hurts too much, I can stop.”

“Don’t stop.”

He moaned, his hands braced on the wall as I worked my way inside. The sound of skin on skin filled the bathroom. My hips snapped forward. His body gripped me tighter with every thrust.

“Goddamn,” I gritted out, my chest pressed against his back. “You’re perfect.”

One hand stayed on his hip, while the other snaked around to grab his cock. Hard and leaking. I stroked him, my palm slick with precum. He bucked into my hand, his hips jerking as I drove into him harder.

“Come for me.” I grabbed a fistful of his hair, yanking his head back so I could see his face. “Do it.”

He let out a strangled cry, his body locking up as he came, hot and messy over my hand. He tightened around me, and I couldn’t hold back anymore.

I slammed into him one last time as I emptied my load inside him, the heat of it pouring out in waves. I gripped his hips so hard I knew they’d bruise, but I couldn’t stop.

My forehead pressed against his sweat-slick shoulder. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath. My hand slid up his stomach, smearing the mess over his skin. I stayed inside him, my hands steadying us against the wall.

Slowly, I pulled out. My cum dripped down Luca’s thighs. The sight sent another rush of heat through me, and my finger shoved it back inside him. The tight ring of muscle clenched around me, and I pressed a kiss to the back of his neck.

Luca turned around.

His lips pressed against mine with a desperation that matched the pounding of my heart, his teeth nipping at my bottom lip before his tongue slid into my mouth.

I pulled him closer as I deepened the kiss. He made a noise, his hands sliding down to clutch at my shoulders, his body still trembling against mine. When we finally broke apart, his forehead rested against mine.

“We need rules,” he growled.

I raised an eyebrow. “Is that so?”

“Yeah,” he said firmly. “If you’re fucking me, you’reonlyfucking me.”

“You think I’d be with someone else?”

“One minute you’re all over me, the next you’re flirting with Maria.”

“I was trying to get your attention, dumbass.”

His glare stabbed into me. “If you mess around, people are going to get hurt.”

Damn, that’s hot. “Alright.”

He leaned in closer. “And if anyone forgets you’re mine, I’ll remind them.”

“You really need to work on your delivery.”