"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"
This...This was nothing like last night.
Last night had been playful, teasing, the gentle nibbles of a man trying to make her laugh.
But this was something else entirely.
His lips pressed against her skin, then his mouth opened, and he was sucking—pulling at the flesh of her neck with a hunger that made her entire body tingle.
"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"
Finally snapping out of her daze—her hands flew to his shoulders, not pushing him away, just holding on.
"Luca! What are you doing?! You can't—this is wrong—"
She was lying. The word "wrong" tasted false on her tongue, because nothing had ever felt so right.
Her body was melting into his, her legs threatening to give out, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt.
Luca didn't bother pulling back to answer.
He kissed up the side of her neck, sucking at a new spot, then another, his voice a low rumble against her skin.
