Luca's eyes darkened with heat and satisfaction.
He pulled her close again.
And they kissed, tongues sliding together like they'd been doing it forever before pulling back a little.
"But of course..." He murmured, voice rough and low. "...that doesn't mean I have to stop here."
He rocked his hips once more—letting her feel how painfully hard he still was, how the thick shaft throbbed against her soaked folds.
"My cock is on the verge of bursting, Lulu. After all that teasing, all that grinding...I need something, anything to help me out."
His gaze dropped pointedly to the plush curves of her ass.
"And even if your pussy isn't available right now...your ass is."
Lulu's breath hitched.
Before she could respond, Luca's big hands clamped around her waist and he flipped her over onto her stomach—her soft breasts squishing against the mattress, her ears fluttering once in surprise.
