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Of Blood and Bone

Of Blood and Bone (The Minaldi Legacy #1)(40)
Author: Courtney Cole

“I want to see you,” I murmur against his neck, before I nip at his earlobe, pulling that delicate skin lightly in my teeth.  Luca sucks in his breath and takes a step away, staring down at me as he purposefully removes his shirt and tosses it onto the floor. 

His biceps are lean, yet bulging and muscular.  His chest is perfectly chiseled.  Each muscle rippling into a perfect V that points to his crotch.  My heart is pounding and I watch his long fingers as they unbuckle his belt and then he steps out of his slacks.  Then his underwear.

His hard erection is standing at full attention, curved against him, evidence that he definitely wants me.  He is magnificent.

My breath is frozen now, while his is harsh and ragged.

Holy hell.  His is the most beautiful male body I’ve ever seen, absolutely perfect in every way.

The energy between us is intense, like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I can’t help but to reach down and grasp his hardness, sliding my fingers along it, listening to his sharp intake of breath as I touch him.  I can’t help but smile.

He’s hard for me. 

This is for me.

With my grasp firm, I slide my hand up and down his shaft, smiling a little as I feel the tremors in his abdomen.  He likes my touch and he leans into it as I move my hand.  I decide to take it a step further and with my eyes still joined with his, I lick a trail from his abdomen to his nipple.  When I arrive, I trace a little circle around it with my tongue before I slip it into my mouth and suck.

He almost gasps as he grabs my shoulders and moves me away.

“If you don’t want me to come in your hand right now, you need to stop,” he rasps.

I can’t help but smirk.  He smiles at that, wolfish and wicked, and I know that I am in trouble.

He bends in front of me yet again, rocking me backward until I am once again lying in front of him.  He hovers above me, his stare still frozen to mine as he slides first one finger into me, then two.  I feel tremors rippling through my belly and I can’t breathe again.  The friction is exquisite and I never want it to stop.

And then he withdraws his fingers, and very, very purposefully puts one in his mouth.  Still staring me in the eye, he slides his finger in and sucks the taste of me off.

Oh, holy hell.  I’ve never seen anything sexier than that.

Luca’s eyes are a stormy, stormy black as he looks into mine.  His gaze is on fire and it sets me ablaze as he bends until his face is mere centimeters from mine.

“I want to be inside you, Eva.”

I look at him.

“You called me Eva,” I state simply.

He smiles against my lips.

“I think we’re friends now.”

He laughs softly, his chest rumbling against my own as he lifts my leg around his na**d hip.

Finally.

He moves gracefully above me then slips into the moist depths of me and I push into him with all of my strength.  Oh my god.  I wanted this.  But I never knew it would feel so good. 

I am emotional now and I feel tears slipping down my cheeks once again, but Luca kisses them away as he rocks against me.  He seems to instinctively know that I’m not sad, I’m just filled with every emotion that I think I’ve ever had.

Luca thrusts and I quiver, my thighs shaking against him.  His chest is damp and my mind is a blur now.  I can only think of him.  I can only see him.  Everything else fades away.

Except for Luca.

He is the only thing that matters in this moment and I focus on his face.

He moves slowly, easing in and out of me and I clutch his shoulders.   When he lowers his hand, swirling his fingers around the most sensitive part of me, I cry out.  He silences me with his mouth, his lips soft against mine.  His fingers move in time with his thrusts and I feel myself coming undone, building toward a precipice that I know I will fall from.

I don’t even breathe as I rock toward it, clutching Luca for dear life as he brings me higher and closer to the edge. And then without warning, the room explodes with color and light and sensations too strong to even name.  I have never experienced such a thing in my life.  It wasn’t a simple orgasm.  It was un-nameable.  Indefinable.  It was amazing, but so much more than that.

“Say my name,” he instructs me, his voice hot and low in my ear.

“Luca,” I breathe.

“Again,” he says.

“Luca.”  I can hardly speak at this point, can hardly breathe.

I hang on to him limply as he thrusts harder and faster.

“Tell me what you want,” he demands hotly.  “Tell me, Eva.”

He slows and slides all the way out, hovering there.

Waiting.

“Tell me,” he says again; still waiting. Unmoving. 

“Come in me,” I whisper, and I don’t know where the words come from.  I just know that I want to feel him.  I want to absorb his sadness and his need and everything that he has to give me.

And then he buries himself sharply into me again.  I gasp and clutch at him, the delicious friction pushing me upward yet again.  He is kissing my shoulders and my neck and finally, he causes me to come undone.  I am all but whimpering from it when he shudders.

I feel him throbbing and pulsing inside of me as he empties everything that he is into me.  And then we are quiet and still in this emotionally charged moment.  He is balancing his weight above me and I can still feel every bit of him.  Still inside of me, he leans his forehead once again to mine and then kisses me, his lips brushing the dampness of my brow.

He pulls out and rolls to the side and I feel immediately empty, as though I am missing something.

Because I am.

I never want to be without Luca again and that thought, that emotion, startles me.  It scares the hell out of me.

I sit up.

Luca is sitting up too, gazing at me with his dark stare.  It’s the stare that has haunted my dreams from the moment that I met him.

“You’re beautiful,” he tells me.  “Just so you know.”

“Thank you,” I murmur.  “You’re beautiful, too.”

He laughs.

“Men aren’t beautiful, Eva.”

“You are,” I insist.  “Inside and out.”

His breath catches and his gaze is stormy again.

“I wish that were true.”

“It is,” I say. And I mean it. “There is a part of you that needs my help.  But Luca, I can help you.  I really can.”

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