I moan again, hard, as Luca touches me, his hand moving slowly lower, sliding his fingers against the slick skin he finds there. Subtly, moving without even thinking about it, I shift my feet further apart, wanting him to touch me deeper, wanting more.

"Good girl," Luca murmurs, his voice a purr in my ear. I shift my eyes upwards towards him, my vision hazy, not understanding because - because what's good - what did I -

But Luca just shakes his head and kisses me again, passing words down our bond. Don't think, he instructs, his voice a tender purr. Just feel.

And so I do as he says - I give myself over to the sensations as Luca gently strokes me, his fingers nimble as he expertly finds just the precise spot where I want him to press. And then, slowly, he begins to stroke and tease me there, his movements a steady rhythm that builds something in me - a heat, and a need, and a desperate flame that seeks to burn - to destroy everything in its path and wipe everything out with it.

I tear my mouth to the side, unable to handle the intensity of it, his name a breath on my lips. He shifts again then, moving his hand away from that spot, and the building intensity inside of me wanes in a way that makes me gasp in protest, my eyes opening, seeking his, wanting to know why-

his fingers press at my

it's all I want. My hips buck forward on their own, urging him onward, wanting him to feel him fill

close - and he's deliberately holding back now. I

at the base of my neck instead, pulling gently, just enough to make me moan so loud at the intensity of it that I'm not sure the entire gym outside doesn't

the

before his tongue licks me, just once, across my earlobe and then down the length of my

for just a moment, but then god - fuck -

wants, if he'll just...

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