I grab hold of the silky fabric and yank it off her. My eyes feast on her creamy skin and the swell of her breasts peaking from the edges of the lace bra. “I want you now,” I demand as I unhook her bra and toss it to the side.
Fuck, her breasts are the perfect size as if they were made for me. I palm them in my hands and massage them with the urgency I feel to be buried inside her. “Christ, you’re beautiful,” I groan before I suck a nipple into my mouth.
I feast on Mariya’s breasts like a starving man, my hands exploring her slim waist and hips before I undo her jeans and yank them and her lacy panties down her legs.
“Wait!” Mariya darts into a sitting position as I throw her clothes onto the floor. “Seriously, I’m on my period. This will have to wait a week.”
I undo my belt, and when the leather wooshes through the loops, I slowly shake my head. “I’ve waited years for this. I’m not waiting a second longer.”
Confusion mixes with the desire on her face until I shove my suit pants and boxers down my legs.
Mariya’s eyes burn over my body, and it gives me a chance to take in the perfection of hers.
“Fuck, I’m a lucky bastard,” I murmur, in total awe of her beauty.
“Good God, Luca,” she breathes, her eyes glued to my cock.
As I place my knee on the bed, Mariya quickly scoots off, saying, “Just give me a minute.”
She darts into the bathroom and spends some time in there before coming out with a large bath towel. She spreads it over the covers before glancing awkwardly at me.
“Get your sexy ass on the bed,” I order.
She’s still climbing on when I reach for her ass and pull her to me so I can bite the one cheek.
“Luca,” she exclaims, sounding both shocked and turned on.
I push her onto her stomach and kiss and lick my way all the way up from her ass to her right shoulder, where the words Daddy’s Girl are tattooed in cursive letters.
Her daddy has no idea what I’m about to do to his daughter.
Flipping Mariya over onto her back, I brace my hands on either side of her head and stare down at her exquisite face that’s flushed with desire.
I lower my head and tenderly nip at her lips while nudging her legs open. Lying down on top of her, I groan from how amazing it feels to have her naked beneath me.
“Fuck, I’ve waited so long,” I murmur before deepening the kiss.
With every inch of my skin touching hers, I frame her face with my hands and keep her in place as I fuck her mouth with my tongue.
Years. Fucking years.
Finally, I’ll make Mariya mine in every single fucking way.
Chapter 19
Mariya
I’m so overwhelmed by how fast everything has progressed, all I can do is feel.
And damn, it feels otherworldly.
Luca’s muscled body pressing mine into the mattress. His warm skin rubbing against mine. His mouth turning my lips into nothing but tingles.
It consumes me.
My breaths are already short puffs, my heart fluttering in my chest. I gasp. I moan. I whimper for more, my fingers getting lost in his thick black hair.
But when his hand slips between my legs, my mind clears, and my thighs try to slam shut. “You don’t have to do that,” the words burst from me, my cheeks warming from the embarrassment of being on my period.
Also, I don’t need any foreplay. Sex has always been more of an emotional connection than a physical one for me.
Luca lifts his head and locks eyes with me, then parts me and flicks a finger over my defective clit. I rarely, if ever, feel any kind of sensation down there.
His eyes sharpen on me, then he asks, “Don’t you want this?”
“Oh no, I do,” I say. “But you don’t have to worry about foreplay.”
Frowning, he shakes his head. “What?”
“I can’t orgasm. It’s about the emotional connection for me,” I explain.
Usually, when I tell a guy to just enjoy himself and not worry about me, he does just that. Unfortunately, it’s not the case with Luca.
He tilts his head, looking at me as if I’ve lost my mind. “I can’t tell if you’re joking.”
I let out an awkward chuckle. “Nope. I don’t feel much down there.”
“And when you masturbate?”
“Nothing. I don’t even bother.”
Luca looks genuinely concerned as he asks, “Is this a medical thing? Have you seen a doctor?”
I shake my head. “No. I’ve always been this way. The last thing I was going to do is tell some doctor my vagina’s broken.”
Luca stares at me for a moment then his features soften. He rests his forearms on either side of my head and gives me a tender kiss before saying, “Let me try. Okay?”