Page 15 of The Destruction You Desire

My body melts into his touch. My impatience grows as my head and judgment becomes completely clouded by his touch and his scent.

Fuck, I need this. I need this badly.

Something startles me, but I have a feeling that the house could collapse around us right now and I'd barely even notice.

It's just him. Everything is him.

When his lips finally slam down on mine, I immediately give myself over to him. Drowning in the man—the boy I loved so hard has turned into. I forget at that moment that I don't like him, that I want to hate him for everything that he's done to me these past few weeks and I give in to what my body craves.

He kisses me deep, his tongue sweeping into my mouth. Claiming me, taking me, owning me.

My head screams yes, and my body demands for more as I wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull him closer. Although I fear that nothing will be close enough right now.

He sweeps me off my feet, both figuratively and literally and we move through the house, the music fading into the background behind us as I continue to drown in his scent, in his touch.

"Luca," I moan when my back presses against his bed, my body on fire to feel his lips on me once more. But he doesn't comply, instead, flipping me over in favor of getting me naked.

My dress is gone in seconds along with my underwear as his hands move around my body as if he doesn't know where he wants to touch me first.

He parts my thighs, staring down at me with hunger in his eyes. A hunger that I want to swallow me up and never let me go.

Ripping open his fly, he pulls out his hard cock, rubbing it through my wetness.

"Oh God, please."

He drops lower, pushing inside me in one thrust and I cry out in delight until something startles me and my eyes fly open.

My head feels like it's full of cotton, my mouth is vile and my body aches. Although the desire coursing through my veins is impossible to ignore.

What the—

Where am I?

My heart thunders against my ribs, my skin flushes with my… my dream?

"Shit," I pant.

I lower my head but movement on my thigh makes me jump once more and when I look down, I find a hand.

"Oh my God," I whisper, risking a look at the person who's beside me. "Luc? Shit."

I fall back onto the bed, immediately realizing that it was a mistake because everything around me spins. Throwing my arm over my face, I focus on trying to catch my breath.

However, that all goes to shit when his hand moves, parting my thighs once more and finding my slick core.

"Luc, what the hell—that wasn't a dream, was it?"

"Partly. Listening to you moan my name spurred me on."

He pushes two fingers inside me, and my body locks up.

"No." I try scrambling away from him, aware that none of this should be happening.

I can't even remember how I got here.

"Just give me this, baby."

"We can't… this isn't—"