CHOSEN BY A SINNER (Completed)

Chapter 19

Mariya

I'm so overwhelmed by how fast everything has progressed,

all I can do is feel.

And damn, it feels otherworldly.

Luca's muscled body pressing mine into the mattress. His warm skin rubbing against mine. His mouth turning my lips into nothing but tingles.

It consumes me.

My breaths are already short puffs, my heart fluttering in my chest. I gasp. I moan. I whimper for more, my fingers getting lost in his thick black hair.

But when his hand slips between my legs, my mind clears,

and my thighs try to slam shut. "You don't have to do that,"

the words burst from me, my cheeks warming from the

embarrassment of being on my period.

Also, I don't need any foreplay. Sex has always been more of an emotional connection than a physical one for me.

Luca lifts his head and locks eyes with me, then parts me and flicks a finger over my defective clit. I rarely, if ever, feel any kind of sensation down there.

His eyes sharpen on me, then he asks, "Don't you want this?"

"Oh no, I do," I say. "But you don't have to worry about foreplay."

Frowning, he shakes his head. "What?"

"I can't orgasm. It's about the emotional connection for me," I explain.