Chapter 114: The Old Apartment!
Back in the old neighborhood, Luca Hale pulled out the slightly worn, rust-speckled key he had carried for years and unlocked the apartment door.
The familiar layout greeted him almost exactly as he remembered. Every piece of furniture was in its original place, and not a speck of dust could be found. It was obvious his parents still returned every now and then to clean and look after the apartment.
That wasn’t surprising.
Their entire social circle had been built in this neighborhood over decades. Most of his mother’s closest friends and favorite card-playing companions still lived nearby.
Card games had always been her favorite pastime.
Although the wealthy residents of the villa district also enjoyed gathering for cards, the stakes they played for were often astronomical.
Luca’s mother wasn’t lacking money anymore, but to her, playing cards was simply a way to relax and spend time with friends, not an excuse for high-stakes gambling.
Naturally, she couldn’t fit into that kind of circle.
The front door clicked shut behind them.
Almost immediately, Sophie Kennedy threw herself into Luca’s arms.
Thump.
Her embrace wasn’t overwhelming. Her petite, slender body fit perfectly against his chest, warm and impossibly soft.
Only then did Luca realize just how hot she felt.
From the tips of her ears to her fingertips, Sophie seemed to be radiating warmth. The faint, sweet fragrance drifting from her silky hair only made his thoughts grow hazier.
"Luca..."
She buried her face against him, her voice trembling.
"Right now... I want to..."
The unfinished sentence shattered the last of Luca’s self-control.
Without another word, he scooped her effortlessly into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist on instinct.
Lowering his head, he captured her soft lips in a lingering kiss as he carried her toward the bedroom, one slow step at a time.
Their kiss turned fierce and hungry in an instant.
She whimpered softly as her lips parted under his, and he caught the faint, sweet trace of barbecue sauce still on her tongue.
One hand braced her back while the other slid down to squeeze the soft curve of her ass through her thin skirt. He carried her down the short hallway, their mouths never breaking apart.
Luca pulled the bedroom door shut behind them. The soft click echoed in the quiet apartment as he carried Sophie the rest of the way, their mouths still locked in a deep, hungry kiss.
He set her down gently on the edge of the bed, but she refused to let go. Instead, she tugged him down with her until their bodies pressed together.
Luca’s hands roamed her sides, slipping under the hem of her shirt to find the smooth, fever-hot skin beneath. She was already burning up for him.
"Sophie..." he murmured against her lips, his voice low and rough. "You’re so fucking warm. I’ve been thinking about this since the pharmacy."
She shivered, her cheeks flushing in the dim moonlight that filtered through the curtains.
"You’re impossible," she whispered, though there was no real protest in it... just that breathy, shy tone that always drove him wild.
Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, clumsy with eagerness. Luca chuckled softly and helped her, shrugging it off and tossing it aside. Then his hands found the zipper of her jeans.
He peeled them down her legs slowly, reverently, pressing kisses to every new inch of skin... her thighs, her knees, the gentle curve of her calves.
When she lay there in just her simple white bra and panties, he sat back on his heels and took her in. "Beautiful," he said, voice thick. "Every damn time."
Sophie bit her lip and reached for him. "Don’t just stare... touch me."
That was all the invitation he needed. He moved over her, his mouth finding her neck, sucking and nipping at the spot that always made her gasp.
One hand cupped her breast through the bra, his thumb brushing over the hardening nipple until she arched into him. With a quick flick, he unclasped it and freed her soft, perky breasts.
His mouth followed, tongue swirling around one stiff peak while his fingers teased the other. Sophie moaned louder now, her hips rolling against his thigh, searching for more.
"Luca... please..."
He grinned against her skin, eyes sparkling with mischief even in the dark. "Please what? Use your words, baby. You know I love hearing you say it."
She groaned in embarrassment and covered her face with one arm, but her body gave her away... legs parting wider as his hand slid down her stomach.
"Touch me... down there. I’m already so wet for you."
Luca’s cock throbbed at her shy confession. He hooked his fingers into her panties and slid them off, revealing her glistening folds.
Two fingers traced her slit, gathering her slickness before circling her swollen clit. Sophie cried out, hips bucking. He kissed her deeply, swallowing her moans as he slipped one finger inside her, then two, curling them just right against that spot that made her toes curl.
Sophie’s breathing grew ragged. She clutched his shoulders, nails digging in. "Luca—ah!... I’m close already..."
"Not yet." He withdrew his fingers despite her protesting whimper and stood just long enough to strip off his jeans and boxers.
His cock sprang free, thick and hard, the tip already leaking. Sophie’s gaze dropped to it, dark with hunger. She reached out, wrapping her small hand around him and stroking slowly from base to tip.
Luca hissed in pleasure. "Fuck, your hand feels good... but I need to be inside you."
He grabbed the small black plastic bag he’d dropped earlier and pulled out a condom. Sophie watched with hooded eyes as he rolled it on, her thighs rubbing together restlessly.
Once he was ready, he settled between her legs, rubbing the blunt head of his cock up and down her slick entrance, teasing her clit with every pass.
"Tell me you want it," he murmured, leaning down to kiss her again.
"I want you," she breathed, voice trembling with need. "All of you. Now."
Luca pushed in slowly, inch by inch, savoring the way her walls stretched and fluttered around him. Sophie’s mouth fell open in a silent cry, her back arching as he bottomed out, their hips flush together. They stayed like that for a moment, simply breathing each other in.
Then he began to move... deep, rolling thrusts that hit every sensitive spot inside her. The old bed creaked beneath them, mixing with the sound of skin meeting skin and Sophie’s growing moans.
Luca braced himself on one forearm, gripping her hip with the other hand to angle her so he could sink even deeper.
"You feel incredible," he groaned, picking up the pace. "So hot and wet... made for me."
Sophie wrapped her legs around his waist, heels digging into his back. "Harder, Luca. Please—I need it harder."
He gave her exactly what she asked for, slamming into her with powerful strokes.
The room filled with the wet sounds of their bodies coming together. He leaned down to capture a nipple in his mouth again, sucking hard while his free hand slipped between them to rub her clit.
Sophie’s cries turned frantic as her inner walls began to pulse.
"I’m—I’m gonna—"
"Come for me, baby," he commanded, voice strained as he held back his own release. "Let me feel you."
She shattered with a sharp cry, her body clamping down on him in rhythmic waves. Her nails raked down his back and her hips jerked wildly as pleasure tore through her.
The sight and feel of her coming undone pushed Luca over the edge right after. He buried himself deep and groaned her name, pulsing hard inside the condom.
They stayed locked together for long moments, panting, hearts racing. Luca kissed her softly... her forehead, her flushed cheeks, her swollen lips... before carefully pulling out. He dealt with the condom quickly, then returned to the bed and pulled her into his arms, spooning her from behind.
Sophie nestled back against his chest, still trembling a little in the afterglow. "That was... intense," she whispered, a shy smile in her voice.
Luca chuckled and nuzzled her neck. "We’re just getting started tonight. You said you wanted to get to ’that point,’ remember?"
His hand stroked lazily down her side, already teasing again. "And I plan on making sure you can barely walk tomorrow."
She elbowed him lightly, laughing even as fresh heat stirred inside her. "You’re shameless..."
"And you love it."
In the quiet of the old apartment, under the soft moonlight, they lost themselves in each other again and again, until the first hints of dawn brushed across the sky.