Chapter 56: Something Close to Peace

Luca's POV

I laid on the bed, face down, not moving. The room was quiet except for the sound of the room's quietness. My eyes were closed, but I wasn’t asleep. I couldn’t sleep. Not with everything going through my head.

Stephanie. Gunshots. Alexa…

The things echoed in my mind like I wanted to live there. She was just a girl. A girl I had allowed myself to use and pleasure with like a toy. But why did she have to come now and with a gun?

If it has been someone else and even if it was I who hurt them, I wouldn't let them get away but with her, I feel like she's got a reason to punish me.

I needed to find her, that's why I needed every help I could get. Hotel security or mine.

I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding, trying to relax, but it wasn’t still working. I just felt… off.

Then I heard Maria’s soft steps.

She walked quietly, like she didn’t want to disturb me. She didn’t ask anything more. She didn’t say a word. She just got into the bed and gently laid on top of me. 

Her body naked, soft and warm.

Her skin against my back sent a small shiver through me.

She didn’t move. She just stayed there.

Her chest against my back. Her cheek resting on my shoulder. Her legs along mine. Her breath warm on my neck.

It was quiet again. But it wasn’t the heavy, loud kind of silence. This was peaceful. Still. Like the world stopped moving.

I didn’t want her to move. I didn’t want anything to move.

But after a while, her weight started to press harder into me. Not painfully but just enough to remind me that I couldn’t stay like this forever. That I had things to face.

So I shifted a bit.

She moved with me.

I turned over and pulled her into my arms. Her naked body pressing against mine. Her legs brushed against me, and just like that, I was already hard.

I didn’t want to want her like this.

But maybe I needed her like this.

I kissed her.

And she kissed me back without hesitation.

Her lips tasted like the shower water.. Her mouth opened for me slowly. Her hands found my face, then slid down my shoulders, like she was trying to calm me with her touch.

I held her by the waist and pulled her even closer.

She didn’t resist.

I could tell she wanted this too.

Our bodies even moved naturally, like they had done this a thousand times before. No rush. No noise. Just skin on skin, heartbeats, breathing, and something that felt too close to comfort.

She wrapped her leg around me and without hesitation, I slid my already erect member inside of her.

She gasped softly into my neck.

I didn’t ask if she was okay. I just listened to her breathing, felt her body respond to mine, and took what she gave me.

I moved slowly at first. Holding her. Kissing her. Stroking her back.

But it didn’t stay slow for long.

Everything I felt… anger, guilt, fear.. it started building again. And this time, I poured it all into the way I moved. The way I held her. The way I filled her over and over like I was trying to forget everything.

I held her tighter. Almost like I wanted to squeeze her so every part of my penis would feel her inside.

I thrusted her deeper like I wanted to touch something deep inside of her.

I went faster too. Almost like I couldn't get enough of her.

She didn’t ask me to stop. Her moans were soft, like she didn’t want to wake the world. Her eyes closed, mouth open. She was breathing me in.

I didn’t talk. I couldn’t.

All I could do was move. Again and again until my head emptied and my body gave up. I poured everything inside her. Holding her tight as I let each pump squirt inside her until my last drop.

When I finally came, I didn’t pull out. I stayed right there, inside her. My breath on her neck. Her body trembling under mine.

I stayed still for a while, holding her close.

Then I pulled us both to the side and let her lay on my chest.

Her hair was damp. Her skin still warm from the water. Her hand rested on my chest like she was making sure I knew she was still with me.

I ran my fingers through her hair, slowly.

It was the only thing keeping me calm.

Stephanie could’ve killed me today. And the truth? I probably would’ve deserved it. Maybe not for everything. But for her? For the way I used her back then?

Yeah. I deserved it.

Maria was quiet. She just laid there. Her body still pressed against me. And for the first time today, I felt something close to peace.