𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡

13〄

ANTHEA

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I was going somewhere else, somewhere where no one knew me.

I walked aimlessly, just letting my feet take me wherever they wanted. Eventually, I found myself in a deserted park, overgrown with weeds and littered with beer bottles and cigarette butts. This was the kind of place that no one ever bothered to visit, and that's exactly why I chose it.

As I sat on a bench, I lit a cigarette and took a long drag. The smoke filled my lungs and for a moment, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. That's when I saw him.

Luciano, emerged from the shadows and walked towards me with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Hey beautiful," he grinned, taking the cigarette from my hand and taking a drag himself.

I smiled back, happy to see him as always.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, knowing that this wasn't a place he usually frequented.

He shrugged. "I was wandering around, trying to clear my head. Then I saw you from afar, smoking, and I thought I'd join you."

I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me as we sat there in silence, enjoying each other's company. But then, Luciano's next words caught me off guard. "Do you want to go somewhere?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Where?"

He smiled slyly. "It's a surprise."

I hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was a good idea to go off with him to some unknown location. But then I remembered why I was here in the first place - I needed a break from my mundane life.

"Okay," I said, throwing my unfinished cigarette on the ground and standing up. Luciano took my hand and led me through the park and into a wooded area.

After a few minutes of walking, we reached a secluded river. The water was crystal clear and there was no one in sight.

"Let's go for a swim," Luciano said, already tugging his shirt over his head, that mischievous spark in his eyes.

I blinked. "Right now? It's freezing."

He grinned, backing toward the edge of the water. "Come on, live a little."

And then-just like that-he dove in. No hesitation. A clean splash cut through the still surface of the river.

I stood there for a second, shaking my head, but I was smiling. He had that effect on me-always pulling me out of my head and into the moment. So I kicked off my shoes, peeled off my clothes, and ran in after him.

The cold hit me like a slap at first, sharp and thrilling, but I adjusted fast. We splashed around, laughing, dunking each other, tossing water like we were kids again. For a moment, everything else faded-the secrets, the fear, the hiding. There was just him, the water, and this wild, stupid joy that made my heart feel light.

"Okay, okay," I gasped, holding up my hands after he splashed me for the third time in the face. "Truce!"

"Only if you admit I won," he said, swimming closer with that infuriating, beautiful smirk.

I narrowed my eyes. "You didn't win."

He raised a brow. "Did too."

"You just cheated."

"I call it strategy."

We ended up laughing again, both of us breathless and soaked as we waded toward the shore. The sky was turning that soft color before sunset-purple and gold brushing the treetops, the water shimmering with light.

As I stepped out, shivering, Luciano reached for me, wrapping his arms around my waist. My body melted against his without even thinking. His chest was warm despite the cold, his skin damp, his breath close to mine.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured against my ear, and it wasn't just the words-it was the way he said them, like he meant every single syllable.

I leaned into him, heart thudding like a drum. "You always say that when I'm freezing and half-drenched."

He smiled against my hair. "That's when you're the most real."

His hands found mine, fingers lacing through, and we stood there for a moment-just holding each other, water dripping from our clothes, the sounds of the river filling the silence between heartbeats.

Then his lips found mine-slow at first, careful, until I kissed him back harder, like I couldn't get enough.

We stumbled toward the riverbank, feet sinking into the mud, still tangled in each other, still lost in something that felt too big to name. His hand pressed against the small of my back, and I could feel every inch of him-every want, every pull, every unspoken word.

And right then, wrapped in his arms, I didn't care about consequences.

I just wanted him.

All of him. Now.

The sound of the rushing river was the only noise, besides our breathing.

He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine, his hand tangling in my hair. I could feel the heat radiating off his body as he pulled me closer to him.

The kiss was deep and urgent, fueling the desire that had been building between us for months. Our bodies pressed against each other, the heat between us only making the air around us feel warmer.

Luciano pulled back, brushing his thumb over my bottom lip. "You're so beautiful, Anthea," he whispered.

"Stop telling me that." I reply.

"Never."

I blushed, feeling completely exposed and vulnerable. But with him, it felt right. I wanted to give myself to him completely.

Without a word, Luciano picked me up and carried me over to a nearby log. He gently set me down and knelt in front of me, his fingers expertly untying the strings of my bikini top. He pulled it off, revealing my bare chest to him.

I could feel my heart racing as he looked at me with hunger in his eyes. His gaze traveled over my body, making me feel both nervous and desired at the same time.

"Fucking hell,"he murmured, before leaning in and taking one of my breasts into his mouth.

I moaned, tangling my fingers in his hair as he continued to explore my body with his lips and tongue. The sensation was overwhelming, and I could feel my body craving more.

"Luciano, please," I gasped, my need for him becoming too much to handle.

He looked up at me, the desire in his eyes burning brighter than ever. "I want you, Anthea," he said, his voice husky with desire.

And with that, he stood up and quickly put a condom on. I couldn't help but admire his toned body, his muscles flexing as he knelt back down in front of me.

Our eyes met as he slowly pushed himself inside of me. The feeling was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and pain as he filled me completely. I moaned, my hands gripping onto his shoulders as he began to move.

The sound of our bodies meeting, the smell of the river, and the warmth of the sun all surrounded us as we moved together, our rhythm building and becoming more intense with each passing moment.

"Anthea," Luciano groaned, his movements becoming faster and more urgent.

I could feel the pleasure building within me, and I knew I was close to my release. And when it finally came, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. My body shook with pleasure as Luciano reached his own climax, collapsing on top of me.

We lay there, tangled in each other's arms, our breathing slowly returning to normal. I couldn't believe what we had just done, but I also couldn't deny how amazing it felt.

I smiled, my heart racing as I looked at the man lying next to me.