I cannot help but smile as I wake up remembering what happened last night. It was better than I thought it would ever be. I still cannot believe that I let him be so rough and talk that way to me, but I liked it. I also cannot believe we had our second round in the tub; Sam would be so proud. Not that I would go into complete detail with her, just the general info.
I turn in Luca's arms to face him; he looks so peaceful and at ease. I reached up and brushed some of his hair out of his face. He starts to stir under my touch and his grip on me tightens. I have to bite my lip to hold in the squeal. I hold still while he settles back, smirking as an idea pop into my head. I slid my hand down his bare chest, when did he take his shirt off? Anyways, I crest every muscle on my way down, I pause
