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Luca’s POV

“It is?” I asked as I lifted my other hand off her wrist to wrap it around her waist, and I used my hold on her bare waist to tug her until she was sitting on the very edge of the counter.

“Uhun.” She replied in a whisper when I tugged on her hair at that very moment.

“What is weird?” I continued, because I was enjoying this so much, even more than I had suspected I was ever going to like it.

“Um, me being n- naked?” She replied, stuttering over her replies and I breathed out a small laugh as I untangled my hand from her hair, and watched as she was open to peek her eyes open in the next moment.

I took her two wrists and placed them behind her back on the counter, to make her chest be pushed out, and her back arched perfectly.

She stared up at me and raked my eyes over her chest, and drank in how perfect she looked right now, being barred this way before me on the counter, before finally lifting my eyes and locking gaze with hers.

She had started to worry her teeth over her lower lip once again, and I knew without a doubt that ave was currently nervous.

“Can you stay in this position for me?” I asked as I raged my eyes over her body once again, and my eyes dropped to stare at how her bare thighs were gripping my hips firmly, and before I could even think of stopping it, the thoughts flowing into my head were dark and dirty thoughts featuring Sofia being sprawled over this counter, and me in this same position, thrusting smoothly into her and gripping her thighs firmly with my hands.

I watched as she started to nod her head almost immediately. “Uh, yeah. I can.” She replied, breathing out the words heatedly because a shudder had chosen that particular moment to slide down her spine.

“That’s a good girl.” I murmured as I reached for the bottle of scotch once again, and I faintly heard her let out a tiny whimper in response.

Like I had said before, she was so damn responsive.

“Tell me if it gets too much, alright?” I asked as soon as I was back to staring back at her with the bottle of scotch in my right hand.

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