Fight Club

05| Sexual Healing

Luca told his friends to drop his car off at his house, and I drove us back to my apartment. His hand rested on my thigh, and his calloused fingers felt nice against my skin. I pulled into a parking space and we got out of the car. I let him lead me up to our apartment and pull me inside. 

The moment we were inside, he pinned me against the door, pressing his lips against mine. I loosened and fell into the kiss. 

"What are you doing?" I asked when he pulled away. I smirked down at me, his face hovering right above mine.

"I told you I'd make it up to you. That is, if you want me to" he said. His voice was low and raspy.

"Yes, yes I want you to" I whispered. Luca chuckled and kissed me again. He lifted me up and held my legs around his waist. He stumbled to the bedroom that had become ours over the weeks, and set me down on the edge of the bed. He continued to kiss me. 

I wrapped my arms around his neck and laid down. He hovered over me, kissing my cheek, then my jaw, then my neck, then my chest. He stopped when he got to my shirt, glancing at my eyes for approval. I nodded and let him take off my shirt. I was wearing a cotton blue bra, and I suddenly felt like I wasn't good enough for Luca. He had this amazing body, and he was so nice to me, and he loved me. Of course I loved him, but I felt like I didn't deserve him.

He slid his shirt and pants off, tossing them to the side. I helped him slide my pants off, and those joined our pile of clothes. Luca moved us back so that my head was on the pillows. He pulled away from out kiss.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Giselle?" he asked. I smiled at him and nodded.

"Of course, Luca. I love you, and I trust you" I said. He smiled at me, bringing his face closer to mine. I expected him to kiss me, but he didn't.

"I love you, Giselle" he said softly as he took my panties off. I reached down and pulled his boxers off. He smirked and kicked them off of his legs.

"Eager, are we?" he joked, lifting up my back and trying to find a clasp for my bra. I shook my head and moved his hands to the front where the clasp was and helped him undo it. The cups fell back, revealing my pale breasts. Luca picked up kissing my chest, making a line of wet kisses down the middle of my body.

He reached my area and looked up at me for approval. I nodded and lifted my head so that I could see what he was doing.

He was planting kisses on my area, every so often sticking his tongue in. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. 

In a few moments, he was hovering over me again, reaching for the bedside table drawer, out of which he produced a condom. The rest happened in a blur. I felt pain and pleasure as he went inside of me. He kissed my chest and held me while he came into the condom and I came as well. 

He rolled over when we were done, rolling off the old condom and standing up to go throw it out. I pulled myself under the covers, checking the time. It was already eight. Luca came back out and tossed me a robe. I slid it on and laughed as he slid his boxers back on, then a pair of pajamas.

"I'm hungry" I announced, walking towards the kitchen. Luca followed behind, sneaking up behind me and grabbing my waist.

"Can we order takeout?" he whispered. I rolled my eyes and nodded. He grabbed his phone off the table and found a number, dialing it. I gave him a quick kiss and snuck off to go shower and put on a pair of pajamas. 

I looked in the mirror. There were light bruises down my stomach and on my neck. I laughed and jumped into the shower, washing my hair and body. I hopped out and dried off, slipping into pajamas and tying my hair up. I stepped out of the bathroom, and the house smelled like Chinese food. I walked into the kitchen and Luca stood at the head of the table on the phone. Takeout containers sat on the table.

"Okay. Whatever, Max" Luca growled, hanging up.

"What did Max want?" I asked, grabbing two plates from the cupboard.

"That boy you saw today. He wants a rematch tomorrow, and he's not saying no."