Page 69 of Family Bonds- Gabriela & Luca

The condom went to her mouth, she ripped the edge off with her teeth and before she could put it on him and roll it down, he was taking it out of her hand and doing it himself.

She lifted, helped him find his way home, then wrapped her legs around his hips and held on for the ride of a lifetime.

Never before had anyone taken her against a wall like this, but she had no fear that Luca might drop her.

Or let her down.

Not with the way he was jerking up into her, hard, fast, and urgent. Trying to find the right spot to make her come.

It’d been so long, just a few more strokes and she’d be done.

Her fingers wrapped into his hair, claiming his mouth once again. He had one hand on her hip, one on the wall and was fucking her as if they were two teens terrified of being caught sneaking in the closet.

She had to end the kiss if she wanted to breathe because she was panting out with each thrust.

Her inner muscles were trying to grip him tight, pull him in, hold on all night.

And then she was coming.

She was throbbing and pulsing around his dick and he was thrusting into her so hard her back was riding the wall and if anyone was in the hall, they might think there was someone knocking on her door.

Her arms finally dropped away, just accepting everything he was giving her, until his forehead landed on her shoulder.

“Are you okay?” she asked. He was huffing out his breath harder than her.

“Yeah. I think so. I’m still standing, right?”

She looked down at the ground over his shoulder. “Looks it to me.”

“Thanks.”

“No, thank you,” she said tongue in cheek. “That was so needed.”

“I meant thanks for letting me know I was still standing. My eyes are shut. I’m afraid I’m dreaming.”

She laughed, thinking he was joking, but his head was still down.

Then she had to remind herself, she was his first after his wife died... over two years ago.

Why did that weight seem so much heavier now?

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INEVITABLE CONVERSATION

How the hell did they go back to being funny after last night?

It was a question that raced through Luca’s brain all night while he stared at the ceiling after he got his fill of Gabriela as she was passed out next to him.

He turned his head, saw her hair spread on the pillow, her arm over her eyes shielding the coming morning light.

There was no stopping what the day was going to bring.

It was how they handled it.

He flung the covers back, and as quietly as he could, he snuck into her bathroom. He pissed, turned the water on in the shower, then opened a few drawers.

Jackpot. Found a spare toothbrush and helped himself to it.