Page 21 of Pucking Tangled

TWENTY-ONE

Luca

They stumbled down the hall, drunk on lust and unable to keep their hands off of each other.

When they crossed the threshold to his room, Luca softly closed the door behind them and flipped the lock for good measure.

He and Mia were alone now , but there was no telling when the guys would be back or if they would barge in on his moment, having tired of waiting for theirs.

Luca took a few breaths and pushed thoughts of his roommates out of his mind. The evening had been perfect so far. He wasn’t interested in ruining it now by getting caught up in thoughts of what the future might hold.

“You okay?” Mia asked, sliding her hands up his chest.

“Yeah. Just…nervous,” he confessed. He’d been open with Mia from the start. No use hiding the truth from her now.

“Me too.” Her face softened the way it always did when he confided in her.

Damn, he was falling hard for her.

“You don’t look nervous.”

“I am. Worried that you’re going to change your mind.”

Faking confidence, he placed his hands on her hips and let his thumbs graze the skin under the hem of her shirt. “Not a fucking chance, baby.”

His fingers slid up her back before tangling in her hair as he brought her flush against him. His erection throbbed from the contact. With each kiss, his hesitation began to fade and pure hunger took over.

“You should take my shirt off now,” she whispered against his lips.

Blood rushed to his cock, making it even harder.

“Fuck,” he hissed, following her instructions.

Pulling the fabric over her head, he drank in every inch of her exposed skin with rapt appreciation. When her shirt hit the floor, the sight of Mia’s lush breasts in nothing but a teal bra elicited a growl.

“Now it’s your turn,” Mia said as she grabbed the hem of his shirt and slowly dragged it up his body and over his head. If she was trying to torment him, she was doing a damn good job of it. The feel of her fingertips on his bare skin was nearly enough to undo him.

Luca looked up at the ceiling and blew out a breath. Please don’t let this be over before we even get started.

He swallowed hard when Mia traced a path from his neck down to his waist and grabbed hold of his belt buckle.

“Tell me if I’m going too fast,” she warned.

“Never,” he gasped and tried recalling hockey stats to calm himself.

The sound of his belt coming undone and his zipper sliding down echoed in the silence around them.

“Luca, I’m going to touch you now. ”

“Isn’t that what you were just doing?” he teased.

“I meant more like this.” Mia cupped him over the fabric of his boxers, and he whimpered.

“Oh fuck, Mia.” His balls tightened, and he squeezed his eyes closed. “Mia,” he whispered her name again in a plea.

Goddamnit, he could not come right now. He needed to hold on. Christ, it wasn’t like he never jerked off. He should be able to handle a little heavy petting.

“It’s okay, Luca. Let go. We’ve got all night.”

Luca snapped and took two steps back. “Fuck that, Mia. I’m not blowing my load yet.” He kicked off his pants and his boxers. “Not until I feel your bare skin on every inch of my body. Take the rest of your clothes off for me. Please.”

Mia licked her lips and stripped out of her shorts, letting the denim fall to the floor while Luca watched.

She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. “Should I take these off, too?” She looked at him with a playful smile.

“And the bra, Mia.” His words came out grittier than he anticipated.

Mia pushed her matching teal panties down, then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, teasing Luca with more of a show before the straps slid down her arms and landed in a pile with everything else.

“Jesus Christ, Mia. You’re so fucking beautiful.” Luca stepped into her space. His cock dripped with pre-cum as he cupped her breasts and ran his thumbs over her nipples. “So. Fucking. Beautiful.” He leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue around her tightened peak.

Mia blushed and threw her head back with a sigh as she held his head in place .

Luca hummed. “You like that?”

“Yes,” she hissed before reaching for his hand and guiding it between her legs.

“Mia.” His voice shook. “You’re soaked.”

“That’s all for you, Luca,” she told him, wrapping her free hand around his cock. “Tell me something. Have you ever had a blow job before?”

Luca shook his head, fumbling over his words. “N…n…no.”

“That changes tonight.”

He watched with hooded eyes while Mia sank to her knees in front of him. His entire body quivered as she stuck out her tongue and licked him root to tip.

“Oh, fuck. Mia…I…I’m not sure…” It was on the tip of his tongue to warn her that he wasn’t sure he’d last long if she wrapped her lips around him, but she interrupted, seeming to read his mind.

“It’s okay. We’ve got all night. I promise it’ll get better every time.”

She took him to the back of her throat. His fingers tangled in her hair and he tried…

dear God did he try…not to fuck her face and hold out as long as he could.

It was futile, though. It didn’t take long at all for his first orgasm to rock through his body.

He damn near cried out as he spilled onto her tongue, filling her mouth with his cum.

He was pretty sure his soul left his body when she swallowed every drop, then licked him clean.

Mia looked up at him with a satisfied smile on her face and took his outstretched hand as she rose to her feet.

He brushed her hair back and cupped her face. “Jesus, Mia. That was amazing.”

“That’s only the beginning,” she whispered before he kissed her .

The salty taste of his release on her tongue turned him on far more than he expected it would.

Luca guided her toward his bed until she was lying on her back. “Spread your legs for me. I want to see all of you.”

She did as he asked, parting her thighs and putting her pussy on display for him.

He ran two fingers through her folds, found her clit and began rubbing the swollen nub. Her back arched off the bed, and she moaned his name.

His cock began springing back to life and Luca discovered just how quick he could recover. It might not always be that way, but right now, he was thankful as hell for the quick refractory period.

“Is it okay if I taste you?”

Mia nodded her head. “Of course. I’m yours.”

His chest swelled with pride. Mine.

Luca knelt at the foot of the bed and wrapped his arms around Mia’s thighs, tugging her closer, before he buried his head between her legs.

“Don’t be afraid to tell me what you like,” he murmured against her skin. He had no real-life practice doing this, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t watched a few videos, preparing for this moment. It might have been his first time, but he wanted it to be perfect for Mia.

He closed his eyes and breathed in her scent before he tentatively licked her for the first time. The tangy taste was intoxicating. He should have known never fucking get enough of her.

Mia purred like a kitten as he flicked his tongue against her clit. He slipped two fingers inside of her and made a come-hither motion in what he hoped was the right spot.

Judging by the way she was squirming and bucking against him, Luca assumed he must be doing something right.

“Luca!” she called out. Her hands dug into his scalp, as she grinded her pussy against his face. “God, yes. Please.”

Shit.

He severely underestimated how hot his first time would be.

And how hard it would be not to blow his load again as Mia came all over his tongue. Tasting her juices, feeling how wet she got. Luca felt like he was barely able to keep up. He wanted all off her. Every single taste.

“Luca,” she whispered his name as he wiped his chin on the back of his hand.

“Mia.” He smirked, feeling powerful and more confident than before.

“Still good?”

He stood between her thighs and leaned down to kiss her. “Never better, baby.”

“I think I’m going to need you to fuck me now,” she demanded, reaching between their bodies to stroke him.

Luca chuckled and shook his head. “If that’s what you want, you’re going to have to stop doing that.”

“Fine,” she pouted, sticking out her bottom lip.

“Scoot back, baby.”

Luca grabbed the box of condoms that he’d stashed in his nightstand and ripped one open. Joining Mia in the middle of his bed, he rolled the latex down over his shaft, then rubbed his cock between her legs.

She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him in closer. “I’m right here with you, okay?”

He nodded and kissed her again.

It was crazy, but the words I love you were on the tip of his tongue .

Squeezing his length, he notched the head at her entrance and slowly pushed forward.

“Oh fuck,” he shuddered. “Mia,” his voice cracked. He barely trusted himself to speak.

“Right here.” She reassured him, caressing his arms.

A possessive urge deep inside Luca snapped as Waylon’s advice from their group chat filtered into his brain.

“…don’t be too damn sweet. Girls like a little edge…”

Luca grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head before he pulled out and pushed back inside of her, each thrust a little harder than the one before it.

“Fucking hell, Mia. You…this…”

“It’s perfect. Fuck me harder, Luca. Claim me.”

Jesus Christ.

No way he was going to last long with her talking like that.

“Are you close?”

Mia nodded. “Just keep fucking me. Just like that.” She rolled her hips and dug her heels into his ass.

“Baby, I’m hanging by a thread here,” he grunted.

“Me…me…too,” she gasped.

Luca let go of her hands and wrapped his arms around her, flipping them over so that he was the one lying on his back. “Ride me. Please.”

Mia shifted and guided his hard length back inside her waiting heat before sinking down on top of him.

“Goddamn,” Luca groaned and closed his eyes.

“Hey.” Mia planted her hands on his chest while she rode him. “Eyes on me, Luca. Watch what you do to me.”

He opened his eyes and watched her tits bounce as she moved up and down. Her full lips parted as she gasped in pleasure. Luca reached up and cupped her tits, pinching and teasing her nipples while he thrusted into her from the bottom, meeting her move for move.

“Luca. I’m…Oh…oohhh. Oh. Shit,” Mia hissed.

Her pussy clamped around him like a vice as her orgasm shook through her. He pinned her hands behind her back and held her against him, chest to chest, as he adjusted his legs and thrusted up into her, fucking her through it until he felt his balls tighten and he blew his load in the condom.

“Fuck, Mia,” he grunted, jerking into her one more time.

He let her arms go but Luca held her close until they both caught their breath, then he let go, and Mia rolled onto her back next to him.

He carefully pulled the condom off, tied it, and tossed it into the small trash can beside his bed before he put his hands behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. He tried to fight back the satisfied smirk on his face when she moved closer and rested her head on his shoulder.

“That was pretty fucking incredible, MiaMoo.”

After building the entire moment up in his mind for years, waiting for the right moment…the right person…Luca could say with certainty that the experience far exceeded his expectations.